Super System: My One-click Cultivation

Ye Zhanglee's ears twitched. A faint smile appeared on his handsome face. He turned the longsword in his hand and pointed it at the cross-shaped sword light behind him, shattering the sword light.    

    

After that, Ye Zhanglee's figure disappeared. A sword light suddenly appeared and cut off the afterimage left by Luo Chen.    

    

Ye Zhanglee was shocked. He quickly used his movement technique and disappeared. The moment he disappeared, a long sword appeared in front of him and pierced through the afterimage left by Luo Chen.    

    

"Hiss. . . "    

    

When the crowd below the stage saw such a scene, one of them drew a cold breath. He subconsciously hugged his arm and muttered, "Seeing the two of them fight, why do I feel a chill all over my body?"    

    

"This is how Sword Cultivator fights. Each of his moves is deadly. If he fails, I'm afraid he will be defeated instantly!"    

    

Someone beside him sighed with emotion. I never thought that Junior Luo could fight Senior Ye for so long. Such strength, he can definitely break through to the Warring Rankings! "    

    

"Maybe Senior Ye isn't serious yet. " Someone said in a slightly sour tone, pretending to be calm. "If Senior Ye is serious. . . What?"    

    

While the crowd was discussing amongst themselves, a drop of blood suddenly fell from the arena. Along with it was a clear sound of cloth being torn apart. A piece of white clothes floated down from the sky.    

    

Luo Chen and Ye Zhanglee's figures appeared on the arena once again. Luo Chen's long robe had been torn open, and his lower hem had been cut off. It looked quite funny.    

    

On Ye Zhanglee's face, it was. . . There was a shallow wound on Ye Zhanglee's face. Blood flowed along the wound, making it look quite demonic!    

    

The surroundings were in an uproar!    

    

Everyone below the arena widened their eyes as if they had seen an unbelievable scene. Their faces were filled with shock.    

    

"Senior Ye was actually injured?" Someone swallowed his saliva and muttered, "The last time Senior Ye was injured was when he fought with the Warring Rankings's number one!"    

    

"What is the background of this Junior Luo?! Even Senior Ye was injured by him!"    

    

"It's nothing. Sword Cultivator's fight is full of danger. If he's not careful, he might get injured. . . "    

    

Someone comforted himself. He forced a smile. "Didn't Senior Ye cut Junior Luo's clothes too?    

    

The fight just now could only be regarded as a draw. When Senior Ye becomes serious, Junior Luo will definitely lose!"    

    

Hearing that person's words, the others couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. Their eyes once again focused on the arena.    

    

On the arena, Ye Zhanglee wiped the blood off his face and smiled at Luo Chen. "I didn't expect Junior Luo's strength to be so shocking. As long as Junior Luo can withstand the last strike, I am willing to admit defeat!"    

    

Luo Chen nodded slightly and said with a smile. "I also have a sword. I want Senior Ye to give me pointers!"    

    

"Hahahaha! Good!" Ye Zhanglee suddenly laughed out loud and said in a clear voice, "It's not like you can give me pointers, but it can be considered as a mutual verification. Then let's. . .    

    

One sword strike!    

    

Let's decide the outcome of this battle!"    

    

As he spoke, the Ye Zhanglees on Ye Zhanglee's body rapidly strengthened. The spiritual energys around him surged, causing his green robe to flutter in the wind.    

    

Luo Chen did not dare to be careless. He circulated the Pure Yuan Sword Scripture to its limit, and a strong Sword Intent was emitted from his body. Although it was only an embryonic form, it still made people feel as if there was a light on his back.    

    

The surrounding Flowing Cloud Institution disciples who were watching from the surrounding could sense the cold Sword Intent that was emitting from Luo Chen's body, and all of them unconsciously shrank back.    

    

As Luo Chen and Ye Zhanglee's Qi became sharper and sharper, the people below the stage unconsciously held their breaths. Their eyes were fixed on the two people on the stage, afraid that they would miss the next scene.    

    

However, at this moment, an untimely voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd.