Chapter 810: The First Saint Son Wins, Duanmu Qingcang Invites Him to Fight

Cao Gongping sneered, and with a sudden swing of his folding fan, it directly caught Yang Kelie's sword, making it impossible for him to break free. When Yang Kelie saw this, the corner of his mouth raised an arc. This is the opportunity he has been waiting for!

His right hand loosened slightly, giving up control of the broadsword. At the same time, his left hand instantly condensed the talent of a long bow, and then he pulled the bow string with his mouth, and a water-blue feather arrow shot directly towards Cao Gongping's throat.

"Damn it!" Cao Gongping's expression changed drastically when he saw this. He did not expect that Yang Kelie would give up his weapon to launch this fatal blow. He quickly dodged to avoid the arrow, but how accurate was Yang Kelie's archery? The arrow shot directly through his shoulder, causing a trail of blood.

But Cao Gongping did not retreat because of this, and directly threw the long-handled sword from his left hand with his backhand, and thrust it straight into Yang Kelie's chest.

When Yang Kelie saw this, he quickly dodged and at the same time formed mountains to try to block the sudden sword.

However, the power of the sword doubled under Cao Gongping's command, and it actually broke through Yang Kelie's defense and thrust into his chest.

A look of determination flashed in Yang Kelie's eyes. As he dodged quickly, his left hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the blade directly.

The sharp blade instantly cut his palm and blood dripped down from it.

However, Yang Kelie seemed not to notice the pain. He used the force of this grip to quickly dodge and avoid Cao Gongping's follow-up attack.

"What a courage!" When Cao Gongping saw this, he couldn't help but admire him. He didn't expect Yang Kelie to have such courage and courage, and even dare to grab the blade with his hand. But praise is praise, the attack in his hand shows no sign of stopping.

"In the Imperial Way, everything can be used as a soldier, and your blood is no exception!"

Cao Gongping sneered, and while dodging quickly, he directly attracted the blood dripping from Yang Kelie's hand, turned into blood arrows, and shot towards Yang Kelie.

Although these blood arrows are not very powerful, they are more unpredictable and unpredictable. And more importantly, these blood arrows were condensed with Yang Kelie's own blood, and were closely connected to his aura, making it impossible for him to avoid them.

When Yang Kelie saw this, his expression changed slightly. He did not expect that his own blood would become a weapon for the other party to attack him.

Fortunately, he was tenacious and although he was surprised, he did not panic.

As he dodged quickly, he muttered words, and then phantoms of the mountains condensed around him, protecting his entire body. The shadows of these mountains are layer upon layer, airtight.

But these blood arrows originally came from Yang Kelie and contained his aura. At this moment, they directly penetrated the defense of the mountain shadow and shot towards him.

"Pfft."

"Pfft"

Just two soft sounds were heard, and a blood arrow penetrated Yang Kelie's chest directly.

At the same time, an aqua blue arrow flew past Cao Gongping's rear and actually penetrated into Cao Gongping's back. It turned out that while Yang Kelie was condensing the phantoms of the mountains for defense, he was also condensing an aqua blue long bow and shooting an arrow.

"You..." Cao Gongping turned around with difficulty and pointed at Yang Kelie with his trembling index finger on his right hand, with a look of disbelief on his face. He never dreamed that he and Yang Kelie would die together.

"Plop." Cao Gongping's body fell from the air, half-kneeling on the ground, his breath was extremely disordered.

And Yang Kelie's heart had been completely pierced, which also made Yang Kelie, who was only a Confucian scholar, no longer able to survive. His eyes had lost their luster and he fell on the ring.

"In this battle, the winner, Cao Gongping, will have his score increased by 50,000, and Yang Kelie, his score will be deducted by 50,000."

As Chen Xintong's voice reached everyone's ears, the two figures were teleported back to the bottom of the ring. At this moment, the two men were restored to life again. The blood hole in Yang Kelie's chest had also disappeared, but his face was pale. Apparently he still hasn't recovered from the defeat.

On the other side, although Cao Gongping won the victory, there was no trace of joy on his face. His eyes were gloomy and terrifying. He thought he would crush and win with an extremely tyrannical attitude, but he did not expect that both sides would suffer. How did this make him happy?

For a moment, the entire wasteland became extremely quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.

"Yang Kelie, the fact that you can become the commander of the 33rd Tianguan Pass at this age is enough to show that your combat prowess has been recognized by Tianguan. I am not very satisfied with your performance."

Chen Xintong's voice reached everyone's ears, breaking the silence, "Your defeat to Cao Gongping today was not due to you, but to you Tianguan students. The opponents you have been exposed to since childhood have never been our human race. It’s a chaotic alien race.”

"This also makes your fighting style and fighting thinking completely different from ours. That's why you were defeated by Cao Gongping today because you don't understand him and the human race's fighting style."

"That's what Mr. Chen taught you."

When Yang Kelie heard this, he cupped his hands and saluted. Although he lost today, he was convinced that Cao Gongping was indeed stronger than him. This was an unchangeable fact.

"It's you, Cao Gongping. Although your performance today is remarkable, it also exposed your biggest problem, which is that you are too conceited and underestimate the world."

Chen Xintong's eyes fell on Cao Gongping and said in an indifferent voice: "You think that since you are number one on the list of geniuses, no one can beat you, but you have forgotten that there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world."

"If Yang Kelie didn't understand our human race's fighting style today, how could you win? If he had the same cultivation as you, you would have lost today."

Chen Xintong's words were like a hammer, constantly bombarding Cao Gongping's heart, making his face look extremely ugly. He thought he had a sure win, but he didn't expect that in Chen Xintong's eyes, he was so unbearable.

"The student knows his mistakes."

Cao Gongping took a deep breath and bowed.

"It is a great virtue to know one's mistakes and correct them."

Chen Xintong nodded slightly, then looked at the people present and said, "The competition continues. Who's next?" Chen Xintong's voice fell, but no one responded, and the entire martial arts field became silent again.

Seeing that no one spoke, Duanmu Qingcang broke the silence, "Bai Ye, you and I haven't fought for a long time, can we go on stage and fight?"

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