Supreme Cultivation System ：The Last Survivor

After sending Yuv Sifeng off with his eyes, Lee Shaoyu turned around and returned to the cultivation room. He kept sorting out all the cultivation experiences he had in the past few days. Then, he would use the essence gathering formation in the cultivation room to quickly recover his lost Yuan Qi. He had to maintain his peak condition in tomorrow's battle.    

    

Although Soong Silun said that Yuv Sifeng was no match for him, he could not let his guard down. This arranged battle was not like the one in Hsingyue Pavilion, where they were fighting at the same level. This Yuv Sifeng's level was slightly higher than his.    

    

Although he was good at cross-ranking battles, he heard that this Yuv Sifeng was also good at it. Moreover, this Yuv Sifeng was also one of the disciples of Ironsword Sect. No matter what reason he had, he had to defeat him.    

    

The night passed quietly. Early the next morning, Lee Shaoyu packed up and left the wooden building. He walked towards the training field. He thought that he wouldn't meet many people this early, but as soon as he went out, he realized that the stadium was already packed with people. Many disciples of the Ironsword Sect had already been waiting around the stadium for a long time.    

    

"He's here, that Lee Shaoyu is here..."    

    

"I've heard this name all these days, and I finally met him today..."    

    

"So it's this young man. He doesn't look like much. Why does Sect Master want to take him in as a disciple?"    

    

"Let's take a good look today and see how much weight this kid has..."    

    

As Lee Shaoyu walked, he heard all kinds of discussions. Lee Shaoyu suddenly realized that his sudden appearance was too sudden. Almost all the disciples of the Ironsword Sect wanted to see his true strength. No wonder Yuv Sifeng could create such a huge commotion. This was what everyone was thinking.    

    

Lee Shaoyu could also vaguely sense some faint soul detection sweeping across his body from time to time. He could only faintly sense it after he entered the state of One with the Sword. This meant that many experts were paying attention to this battle. Because only Spirit Gathering Stage and above Cultivators could sense the surroundings with Soul Powers, and only Spiritual Void Stage and above Cultivators could sense from such a distance.    

    

As for Spiritual Void Stage Cultivators, they must have held a high position in the Ironsword Sect. * Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Lee Shaoyu believed that there should be more people paying attention to this battle, but he couldn't sense them one by one. After all, his cultivation was too low. To be able to sense soul detection in the Qi-sea Stage realm was already very heaven-defying.    

    

After Lee Shaoyu arrived at the outer perimeter of the trial, the originally crowded disciples of the Ironsword Sect took the initiative to open a path for Lee Shaoyu. After all, Lee Shaoyu and Yuv Sifeng were the main characters today.    

    

Lee Shaoyu's eyes swept across the surroundings. He faintly saw Tieh Ruhong and a few elders behind a window in the Tripitaka Sutra Pavilion. Clearly, they were observing everything in secret. It seemed like Tieh Ruhong also wanted to use this battle to let Lee Shaoyu prove himself and see Lee Shaoyu's true combat strength.    

    

After passing through the crowded crowd, Lee Shaoyu saw a huge arena in the center of the arena. Yuv Sifeng was sitting cross-legged on the arena, quietly waiting for his arrival. There was a table next to the arena, and on it was an ancient wooden box. Clearly, it was Yuv Sifeng's bet.    

    

"You finally came. I thought you wouldn't dare to come."    

    

As soon as Lee Shaoyu approached the arena, Yuv Sifeng suddenly opened his eyes. A cold killing intent was released. He spoke very loudly. Clearly, he wanted to let the disciples of Ironsword Sect hear him and give Lee Shaoyu some pressure.    

    

"Haha, someone gave me something. How could I not come?"    

    

Lee Shaoyu couldn't help but laugh. He came to the side of the wooden box and took a look. A thick herb was frozen inside the wooden box. It was a Meridian Replenishing Grass.    

    

"Since Senior Brother You loves me so much, I will accept this Meridian Replenishing Grass."    

    

Lee Shaoyu nodded his head in satisfaction.    

    

"Humph, as long as you defeat me, this Meridian Replenishing Grass will naturally be yours!" Yuv Sifeng snorted coldly and stood up. He said to Lee Shaoyu, "My bet is already there. Where's your bet?"    

    

"I have already said that I do not need a bet to deal with you."    

    

Lee Shaoyu shouted coldly. He jumped up from the ground and landed firmly on the arena.    

    

"Arrogant!" Yuv Sifeng shouted angrily. "Today, I will make you pay for your arrogance!"    

    

"Then what are you waiting for, Senior Apprentice Brother You?"    

    

Lee Shaoyu looked at Yuv Sifeng meaningfully, then turned his eyes to the Pulse Enrichment Grass on the table.    

    

"Boy, you are looking for a fight!"    

    

Yuv Sifeng shouted. His body was like a phantom as he rushed towards Lee Shaoyu. A long sword suddenly appeared in his hand. Lee Shaoyu could tell that the long sword was an extraordinary spiritual weapon with a glance. It was probably a low grade king level weapon. It seemed that Yuv Sifeng's financial backing was not weak.    

    

Using a low grade king grade spiritual weapon at the Qi-sea Stage realm was already the limit. It was the perfect time for him to unleash his full strength. A higher grade spiritual weapon, a Qi-sea Stage Cultivator, could not be controlled freely. It was difficult for him to unleash the true power of a spiritual weapon, and it would instead reduce his combat strength.    

    

Yuv Ruyu, who was hiding in Tripitaka Sutra Pavilion, frowned slightly. Tieh Ruhong, on the other hand, smiled faintly. The other elders also nodded repeatedly.    

    

"Junior sister, your nephew's temperament is still not stable enough. This Lee Shaoyu is obviously trying to anger him, but he is so easily fooled. Anger can sometimes make people exert their extraordinary combat strength, but most of the time, it will only make them lose the ability to make accurate judgments."    

    

Hsing Rushan said softly to Yuv Ruyu.    

    

Lee Shaoyu is indeed a good schemer. "    

    

Yuv Ruyu did not say much, but her frown deepened. Clearly, she was dissatisfied with Yuv Sifeng's performance.    

    

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..."    

    

Lee Shaoyu also pulled out his long sword from his back. In an instant, he had clashed with Yuv Sifeng dozens of times in the arena. Yuv Sifeng's footwork was obviously light and agile. His entire body moved like a phantom. His speed was extremely fast. Combined with the Spirit Sword in his hand, each of his strikes posed a significant threat to Lee Shaoyu.    

    

However, Lee Shaoyu also used the Hundred Flower Step. He could usually dodge Yuv Sifeng's attack from a strange angle. His figure was like a butterfly that was interweaving between the blade light and the sword shadows. For a moment, the two of them exchanged blows on the arena. The sword shadows flashed like rays of light. The two of them were evenly matched.    

    

However, neither of them had used their true combat strength yet. They were both testing each other to gain a clearer understanding of their opponents' strength. The real deciding factor was the following big moves.    

    

After the two of them probed each other, they had a general understanding of the opponent's strength in their hearts. The battle finally gradually reached its climax. The two of them attacked even more ferociously!    

    

"Lee Shaoyu, I admit that your strength is indeed not weak." Yuv Sifeng snorted coldly and said, "Unfortunately, if this is your strength, then you can roll off the stage."    

    

"Oh, then I want to see how you get off the stage."    

    

Lee Shaoyu said with a cold smile.    

    

"Humph, wind!"    

    

The long sword in Yuv Sifeng's hand suddenly lit up with a misty green light. Suddenly, a small green tornado appeared around Lee Shaoyu and sent him flying.    

    

Lee Shaoyu's body was swaying back and forth in the wind uncontrollably. The tornado was mixed with faint green Lee Shaoyus that kept cutting Lee Shaoyu's body. In an instant, Lee Shaoyu's clothes were cut into strips.    

    

Lee Shaoyu was shocked. He quickly circulated his Yuan Qi to protect himself. A golden light barrier covered Lee Shaoyu. The light green Wind Blades kept making strange sounds when they hit Lee Shaoyu's Yuan Qi. During the probing, Lee Shaoyu had already faintly sensed that Yuv Sifeng cultivated a movement technique related to wind. He guessed that Yuv Sifeng would definitely use a martial technique related to wind.    

    

However, Lee Shaoyu did not expect that there would be such a martial skill that appeared beside him without any warning. Moreover, judging from the power of the martial skill, Yuv Sifeng had also reached the state of being one with the sword. This caused Yuv Sifeng's combat strength to suddenly rise by a level. Lee Shaoyu finally understood that Yuv Sifeng was stronger than he had thought. He was afraid that he would not gain much advantage even if he used all his strength.    

    

"Hahaha, could it be that you were thrown off the stage by me just like that? That would be too boring. Weren't you very arrogant before? Why are you mute now?!"    

    

Yuv Sifeng could not help but mock Lee Shaoyu when he saw that Lee Shaoyu was trapped by the small tornado. The surrounding disciples of the Ironsword Sect also revealed disappointed expressions. They felt that this battle was not worth watching at all.    

    

"Humph, you want to defeat me with just this move? I'm just trying to feel the power of this move of yours!"    

    

Lee Shaoyu suddenly let out a loud shout. His entire body was glowing with a golden light. The long sword in Lee Shaoyu's hand suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light. A surge of golden energy suddenly burst out, causing the tornado released by Yuv Sifeng to tremble slightly. It was no longer stable for a moment, and there were signs of it breaking.    

    

"Sky Piercing Slash!"    

    

Lee Shaoyu suddenly let out a loud shout. The long sword in his hand suddenly shone with a golden light. A sharp sword beam slashed out horizontally, shattering the tornado released by Yuv Sifeng and dissipating it in the void. The golden sword beam did not slow down as it slashed down towards where Yuv Sifeng was.    

    

"Wind Soaring!"    

    

Yuv Sifeng was also shocked when faced with the violent golden sword light. His body was like a shadow as he moved quickly. He finally managed to dodge the attack range of the sword light.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

The golden sword light landed on the stage and left a ten meter long ravine on the stage. In an instant, broken stones were sent flying in all directions. The surrounding disciples of the Ironsword Sect propped up their protective Yuan Qi to block the flying stones. Yuv Sifeng waved his sword, sending out a pale-green Wind Blade. It cut countless stones into pieces and scattered in the air with the wind.    

    

"Heh, the good show has just begun!"    

    

Lee Shaoyu's figure suddenly appeared in front of Yuv Sifeng. Yuv Sifeng was shocked. He had naturally heard about the martial skill that Lee Shaoyu had chosen in Tripitaka Sutra Pavilion through his own channels. The distance between the two of them was just right for him to use one of the martial skills. Yuv Sifeng could not help but feel his heart beat for no reason!    

    

Sure enough, a trace of a smile appeared at the corner of Lee Shaoyu's mouth as he said to Yuv Sifeng, "Try this Golden Edge Sword!"