C515 This Little Bit of Wind Couldn't Stir up Any Waves

Countless eyes were fixed on Ye Lin, who was standing at the edge of the arena.

At the critical moment, Ye Lin's slippery figure actually stopped. He was still standing on the arena.

The entire audience burst into loud noises. Ye Lin had almost lost.

Ye Lin slowly stood up and opened his palm. The two swords formed by the Creation Martial Bloodline turned into spiritual energy and dissipated