Chapter 811: One Move Decides the Outcome, Bai Ye Wins

Hearing this, Bai Ye smiled slightly and simply replied with one word: "Okay!"

After the words fell, Bai Ye's figure flashed and appeared on the ring.

At the same time, Duanmu Qingcang's figure also appeared on the ring, facing Bai Ye from a distance.

"please."

Bai Ye saluted Duanmu Qingcang with a gentle smile on his face.

"please."

Duanmu Qingcang also returned the gift with his hand, and then his eyes instantly turned golden, and a terrifying aura burst out from his body and enveloped the white night.

"Qingcang, you have indeed become stronger." Seeing this, Bai Ye showed a gentler smile on his face.

"Bai Ye, be careful."

Duanmu Qingcang shouted low, and in a flash, he rushed towards Bai Ye. He was extremely fast, and in just a flash, he appeared in front of Bai Ye and punched Bai Ye.

A faint golden light shone on his fist, and a terrifying force gathered on his fist, as if it was going to shatter the entire world.

Facing Duanmu Qingcang's attack, Bai Ye's expression remained unchanged. He clenched his right hand into a fist and punched Duanmu Qingcang's fist.

"boom."

The two fists collided in the air, making a deafening noise. Terrifying power fluctuations erupted from the two fists and swept away in all directions.

The entire arena trembled violently under the terrifying power fluctuations, and the two figures began to intersect, constantly colliding on the arena. Each collision would make a deafening sound, and the terrifying power fluctuations continued from there. The explosions erupted from the two of them, making people tremble with fear.

There was another roar, and the figures of Bai Ye and Duanmu Qingcang flew away. Duanmu Qingcang's figure fell back nearly ten feet, but Bai Ye did not stop, but took advantage of the momentum to retreat, and landed on the edge of the ring with his hands behind his back. He stood and looked at Duanmu Qingcang calmly.

"It seems that I have indeed become a lot stronger, but your progress is even more terrifying."

Duanmu Qingcang looked at Bai Ye, who was standing with his hands behind his back, and said with a very solemn expression.

"I'm just one step further than you." Bai Ye replied with a slight smile.

"Just taking one more step? You are still so humble."

Duanmu Qingcang shook his head and said: "But even so, I will not give up. One day, I will surpass you."

"I'm waiting for that day." Bai Ye heard this and smiled.

"Yes."

Duanmu Qingcang took a deep look at Bai Ye and said, "You and I will face each other again. If you can gain the upper hand, I will be considered defeated in today's battle."

"Okay." Bai Ye nodded in agreement.

This light not only illuminated his face, but also gathered around him into an irresistible force, like rivers converging into the sea, and finally condensed into a golden vertical pupil that covered the sky and the sun. The tightly closed vertical pupils carried a sense of supreme majesty and oppression, which made everyone present feel their hearts tremble.

"Eye of the Saint, open——!"

As he shouted, the golden vertical pupils seemed to come to life, and the power of a royal aura spurted out from them, turning into a dazzling golden light and rushing straight into the white night.

This golden light was extremely weird. Wherever it passed, the air was ignited, making harsh crackling sounds, and the void was even more distorted, revealing the ferocious appearance of space cracks.

The entire arena was illuminated by this golden light as if it were daytime, making people feel in awe.

"Faced with this sudden and terrifying attack, Bai Ye did not panic at all. His figure was as tall and tall as a mountain.

I saw a dazzling golden light blooming from his body. This light was completely different from Duanmu Qingcang's golden light. It was softer and warmer. Under the cover of this light, an illusory figure quietly emerged. That was the soul of Han Sheng. !

He holds the "Gu Ang" spear in his hand, and hangs the "Shuo Nan" sword at his waist. The tip of the spear flashes with cold light, and the sword body is simple and unpretentious. The appearance of Han Sheng's soul caused Bai Ye's momentum to rise to its peak instantly. He was like an immortal descending, with golden light bursting out and arrogant.

Bai Ye held the gun in both hands and stabbed it out suddenly. A golden light burst out from the tip of the gun and collided with Duanmu Qingcang's pupils.

"Well done!"

Bai Ye shouted, his voice full of fighting spirit and confidence. He held the spear tightly with both hands and stabbed it out suddenly. The tip of the spear cut through the air, making a sharp whistle and colliding with Duanmu Qingcang's pupils.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and the deafening sound caused by the collision of the two forces echoed over the entire arena.

"boom!"

After a loud noise, two golden lights clashed fiercely in the air, blooming with dazzling light, like two stars exploding in the sky. Terrifying power fluctuations erupted from the two golden lights, spreading crazily around.

The entire arena trembled violently under the impact of this force, and instantly collapsed.

"Bang."

Another loud noise came, and after a fierce collision, the two golden lights finally dissipated into the invisible at the same time.

After the dust settled, the figures of Bai Ye and Duanmu Qingcang were revealed. The two stood facing each other at a distance. Although neither of them had any scars on their bodies, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Bai Ye clearly had the upper hand in this duel.

"I lost."

Duanmu Qingcang looked at Bai Ye, took a deep breath, and said, "Your strength is indeed above mine."

Bai Ye smiled slightly and said, "If you and I have the same cultivation level, I may not be able to defeat you."

"A defeat is a defeat, no need to say anything more."

Duanmu Qingcang shook his head, said nothing more, and flew off the ring.

With Duanmu Qingcang's defeat, Chen Xintong's voice came out again, "In this battle, Bai Ye wins, 50,000 points will be added, Duanmu Qingcang will deduct 50,000 points."

The two figures were teleported to Chen Xintong's side. Chen Xintong looked at Duanmu Qingcang and Bai Ye and didn't make much other comments. He just said simply:

"If you were born in the outer heaven, you two would be the Son of God."

But the weight of this sentence is heavier than any other words of praise.

"Thank you, Master, for the compliment." Bai Ye and Duanmu Qingcang saluted Chen Xintong. Bai Ye didn't care about Chen Xintong's compliment. At this moment, his brows were slightly furrowed because he felt a faint murderous intention locking him. .

That person was none other than the First Holy Son, Cao Gongping.

"Cao Gongping, if you don't agree with Bai Ye, you can go forward and fight him."

Chen Xintong naturally noticed the killing intent on Cao Gongping. He glanced at Cao Gongping and said lightly.

"Back to my master, I will naturally have a battle with Bai Ye, but not now. After I break through the literary giant, I will challenge him."

Cao Gongping bowed to Chen Xintong and said in a very firm tone.

"Okay, when you break through the literary giant, I will personally take you to fight Bai Ye."

Chen Xintong nodded slightly, then she glanced at everyone present and said, "Is there anyone else willing to continue on stage?"

"I want to challenge Zeng Huang."

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