Ye Qingchen casually waved his hand and defeated Yun Xiaolong.
Such a demeanor stirred waves in the Sword Fighting Conference.
"Just now, with one finger and one kick, he defeated Zhu Yun, and now even Yun Xiaolong has fallen to him!"
"Indeed, such mysterious techniques would leave me flustered and helpless. Yet he crushed them with just a wave of his hand? This kid is far more terrifying than we imagined!"
The shock in the field far exceeded the previous matches.
Especially Ye Qingchen's demeanor of 'destroying obstacles with a smile,' leaving everyone in awe.
Some disciples from Celestial Peak Country who knew Ye Qingchen were also greatly astonished.
Especially Lu Changsheng, whose eyes were filled with blood.
"He won again!"
The people of Youquan Sect had complicated expressions, mostly feeling embarrassed.
"He won again!"
Ye Qing, Jiang Churan, and Hong Man clapped their hands and cheered, feeling proud.
Whoosh—
Ye Qingchen slowly walked off the stage.
