The System Exploded And I Became The System

This is a world where martial arts is the most important thing.

The world is wonderful because of the existence of martial arts.

Tianweizong.

Huang Yan Empire, the first sect!

There are tens of thousands of disciples in the sect alone, and the sect's territory stretches across five spiritual mountains.

It can be said to be a holy place that countless ordinary people yearn for!

For such a large sect, something big happened today.

The matter was so serious that all the sect disciples who were away on missions rushed back.

The main peak of Tianwei Sect is Qiulong Mountain.

On the mountainside, outside the huge competition arena, there was already a dense crowd of people surrounding it.

There were even representatives of the royal family and major top families sitting in those distinguished seats!

There are so many onlookers, just watching the battle in front of them!

In the huge competition field, there were only two young people, a man and a woman, fighting.

"How can that guy be so strong? Senior sister is completely at a disadvantage!"

Many of the disciples who were watching were closely watching the man who was almost crushing and beating the woman in the competition arena.

"Obviously five years ago, he was still a loser!"

"In just five years, he has gone from an ordinary person who was not even a martial arts disciple to this point?!"

The splendid martial arts spirituality blooms in the competition field.

People can clearly sense that this five-year battle is beginning to come to an end!

"Senior Sister Zilan has even used the middle-grade spiritual skill "Wind and Cloud Palm", but she still hasn't taken down Long Yan. I'm afraid that Long Yan... is really going to win!"

"boom!"

In the chaotic spiritual energy field, in the center of the martial arts field, a person was thrown away amidst the exclamations of the surrounding disciples.

It's that woman!

The woman's long lavender hair was scattered around her waist, and her white hands were covered with eye-catching scars from the use of spiritual skills again and again.

Underneath the broken dress were the hideous injuries from the duel.

Even though she was almost defeated, the woman's pretty face seemed to have been carefully molded by a god, but there was still a hint of stubbornness.

"Admit defeat, I told you five years ago, thirty years from Hedong and thirty years from Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!"

"When you went to my Long family to break off the engagement, did you ever think that today would happen! After five years of hard work, I have only been waiting for this day!"

The heavy giant sword in Long Yan's hand was at his side. He looked at the woman kneeling in front of him with a cold and arrogant face.

Listen to the man's words.

The eldest grandson Zilan clenched her bloodstained jade hands tightly, and her smart voice was clear and hoarse: "Why? Why can't I cancel the engagement?"

"You are just a stranger to me, and you were a good-for-nothing stranger five years ago. Just because of that engagement, I am going to marry a loser I have never met?!"

"If I don't marry, it's me who's wrong? Don't I have the right to choose?"

"After all, you look down on me, Long Yan, and my Long family!" Long Yan raised the epee beside him and said impatiently: "No matter how much you say, it's meaningless. You have already lost this game!"

"From now on, you are my maid, Long Yan, and the entire eldest grandson family should bow to my Long family!"

"As witnessed by all the famous families in the Huangyan Empire, you cannot escape the bet your master has made for you!"

As he spoke, a rich red spiritual power spurted out from Long Yan's body.

It was clear that he was going to use spiritual skills to determine the outcome!

"It seems that the saintly daughter of your sect is going to lose." Among the high-ranking spectators, a prince from the royal family looked at the distinguished woman sitting on the main seat not far away with great interest.

The opponent is the current sect leader of Tianwei Sect and the master of Changsun Zilan in the competition field.

"Zi Lan is indeed no match for Long Yan." The woman seemed to have anticipated the situation on the court.

"Does Master Tianwei intend to just watch his disciple lose this battle and become Long Yan's slave in the future?"

The prince's face showed surprise. The woman's expression was different from what he expected.

"I can only say that my skills are not as good as others, and besides, I can't change anything in public." The sect master said calmly, his eyes mostly on Long Yan, not knowing what he was thinking.

Such remarks directly blocked what the prince wanted to say.

Looking back at the competition ground thoughtfully.

On the fighting field.

The spiritual power fluctuating around Long Yan became more and more intense.

The eldest grandson Zilan's beautiful eyes have dimmed so far. Indeed, no matter how much she talks, it's of no use. She will lose in the end...

With this defeat, as a saint, she will definitely become the laughing stock of countless people.

The honors bestowed upon her will turn into mountains and crush her.

The crimson spiritual sword was finally chopped by Long Yan.

Changsun Zilan only had time to condense a small defensive spirituality.

"Bang!" The sword energy of the vertical slash exploded on Changsun Zilan's defensive spirituality.

The violent impact directly sent Zhangsun Zilan flying and rolling to the edge of the competition field, just one step away from being eliminated!

The ground beneath her body was soaked in gurgling blood, and the woman's condition was extremely tragic.

Such a sight made countless disciples scream in surprise.

"Senior sister lost!"

"That guy is really strong, and it's only been five years!"

Amidst the bursts of exclamations, Changsun Zilan's brain gradually became drowsy.

Are we really going to lose?

Very unwilling.

However, no matter how unwilling she is, the ending cannot be changed by her now.

The outcome of this day seems to be certain.

"Under the martial spirit, the little guy named Long Yan should have no rival."

People from famous families witnessed this battle and expressed their affirmation of Long Yan's strength.

They all agreed that this battle was over.

And just when everyone thought that Changsun Zilan had been defeated, a clear voice poured into her mind.

"Ding~ Ye Tian brand, the peerless genius system is activated, does the host choose to bind?"

"Is this...?" The indescribable voice made Changsun Zilan's brain clearer.

It was also after her vague words came out that the mechanical voice appeared in his mind again.

"Ding~ The host speaks and meets the binding requirements."

"1%...100%"

"Ding~ The host is successfully bound, and the novice gift pack will be automatically distributed."

"Congratulations to the host, the middle-grade spiritual science "Wind and Cloud Palm" has been automatically deduced to perfection."

"Congratulations to the host, your realm has been randomly improved and your injuries have been fully recovered."

A series of sounds appeared and fell in just a short breath.

Long Yan, who was on the fighting field, had already turned around: "When you are healed, come to my Long family to sign a slave contract!"

As he spoke, Long Yan picked up his heavy sword and walked towards the outside of the field, very coolly.

obviously.

Changsun Zilan's condition undoubtedly declared a complete defeat.

However, in the next moment, the surrounding disciples all exclaimed in surprise.

"Teacher, senior sister!"

"Is this a breakthrough?!"

The disciples of Tianwei Sect immediately became excited.

They could clearly see that the woman covered in blood who was originally on the ground was being slowly stood up by the strong spiritual power that was gathering away!

The extremely changing situation caused Long Yan's body to tremble.

Turn around.

"boom!"

The spiritual power piled on Changsun Zilan reached the critical point at the same time.

In the midst of a loud shaking sound, Changsun Zilan's blood-stained purple hair was raised with spiritual power, and her slightly closed beautiful eyes were particularly peaceful against the blood stains on her body, as if she were an elf.

Her realm was promoted from the ninth level of the great martial arts master to the first level of martial soul in that instant!

The realm of martial arts, from low to high, is martial apprentice, martial master, great martial master, martial spirit, martial king, martial emperor...

Each realm is subdivided into nine levels.

In the Huang Yan Empire, Emperor Wu was as rare as a feather!

King Wu is a powerful person who is in charge of one side.

Apart from these, Wu Po is a guest of all big families!

For countless geniuses in the Huangyan Empire today, martial arts is an extremely difficult hurdle, and it has stopped countless people!

No one could have imagined that Changsun Zilan would have a breakthrough at this time!

However, is this the end?

No!

"boom!"

As Long Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, a muffled sound erupted inside the woman's body again.

The second level of martial soul!

Break through two realms in a row!

"boom!"

Immediately after the third breakthrough came, the screams of the surrounding disciples started to explode!

Those famous families, including countless elders from Tianwei Sect, all stood up unconsciously and looked at the woman on the competition field with shocked expressions!

"So scary!!"