#1195 - Chapter 1195 A Mouth of Black Blood

Ye Kong stepped onto the stage, facing Hu Yishao, whose surging anger seemed to melt him. Ye Kong had not only奪夺 his first place title but also defeated many of his sect's warriors.

In this battle, Hu Yishao was determined to raise his eyebrows and revive his glory!

Ye Kong had also heard of Hu Yishao's record. Currently, he was known for his speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. All the disciples who fought Hu Yishao would be paralyzed at best and crippled at worst, never showing any mercy.

Several talented disciples had been crippled by Hu Yishao, and he was met with骂声 during this sect ranking competition.

In contrast to Ye Kong, the more infamous Hu Yishao was, the better Ye Kong's reputation became.

A match between喜 and 恶 officially began.

Ye Kong looked at Hu Yishao in front of him. This time, he surprisingly didn't wait for him to make a move but quickly attacked, seizing the initiative.

With the first move, thunder shook.

Hah!

Hu Yishao could only block.

Every move Hu Yishao made was severely suppressed by Ye Kong.

Ye Kong cast spiritual energy again, summoning wind and rain.

A strong wind came, sweeping through the clouds. Hu Yishao retreated several steps.

A great wind also rose in the audience, creating a sense of panic. Ye Kong slowly walked through it, each step heavily pressing down on Hu Yishao.

Hu Yishao was under the pressure of thunder, but the more this happened, the more his potential was stimulated. He resisted forcefully, actually tearing a gap and escaping from it.

Ye Kong smiled, obviously letting Hu Yishao go on purpose.

What followed was an operation by Ye Kong that dumbfounded Hu Yishao.

The spells Ye Kong cast all came from Hu Yishao.

Familiar square formations stood in the air, pressing down again and again. One curse after another swirled within them. The pain of being skinned and having tendons pulled came from the flesh. Hu Yishao couldn't help but roar.

Ah!

"Familiar, isn't it? The same technique used on you," Ye Kong said faintly from the side.

"Ye Kong, how could you!" Hu Yishao couldn't believe it. He had cultivated this technique for thirty years, day and night. How could Ye Kong possibly know it?

"What exactly did you do? I'm not willing, I'm not willing!" Red liquid burst from the corners of Hu Yishao's eyes. Under the formation, he exerted all his strength, his whole person completely in a frenzied state.

Using his last bit of sanity, Hu Yishao condensed all his spiritual power, and a huge purple halo smashed towards Ye Kong.

"Then let's perish together!"

"Hahahaha..." Hu Yishao released the purple energy ring, his entire body rapidly emptying.

"Ye Kong, dodge quickly!"

This explosive attack shocked everyone in the Great Martial Arena!

"Contestant Hu Yishao, you have already fouled. Immediately withdraw your spiritual power and quickly admit defeat!" The disciplinary judge on the judging panel loudly stopped Hu Yishao.

Hu Yishao couldn't hear anything at this moment. Under the red light, Ye Kong's face became hateful. Hu Yishao had no way to retreat now. He had been forced to this point by Ye Kong.

Since he couldn't live, Ye Kong shouldn't think about living either!

"Hahaha, Ye Kong, I want to drag you down with me to be buried!" The last wave of huge, thick purple explosion occurred around the two of them. The huge thunderous sound caused everyone present to lose their hearing and sense of touch.

The entire venue suffered huge destructive damage. Fortunately, the best building materials of the year were used, and many elders had set up spiritual power seals in advance, barely holding it up without collapsing, but it was still in a precarious state.

Such a world-destroying blow also affected the sheltered audience seats, teleporting them out of the circle.

What about the contestants on the stage?

Only after a long time did the thick purple smoke gradually dissipate, and everyone realized that the two people on the stage were gone?

"Where did Ye Kong go? Could he have been blown to smithereens by the explosion?" Everyone speculated.

The disciples of the Taichu Academy thought that Ye Kong had met with misfortune and were also sobbing.

Sima Shizun and Elder Wang on the stage couldn't sit still and were about to come to the stage.

"Ye Kong, where are you, Ye Kong?" Sima Shizun didn't believe that Ye Kong had been taken away like this.

"I'm here." Behind everyone, Ye Kong appeared outside the martial arena, carrying Hu Yishao, who had been blown into a giant.

Ye Kong put down Hu Yishao and said to the audience, "Who has time to take him away? Oh, right, he still has a breath left. He should be able to return to your sect."

He was blown up like this and didn't die? Was Hu Yishao's skill not enough, or did someone secretly help him?

Shengge ran to Ye Kong's side, "It was really scary. We thought just now..."

"Thought I was blown to death? How could that be? Dying so ugly, I wouldn't choose such an ugly way to die!" Ye Kong curled his lips, walked over, and pressed his handprint, officially winning this round.

Speaking of just now, when Hu Yishao desperately wanted to drag Ye Kong down with him, Ye Kong urgently set up a protective talisman, but found that this purple halo ignored the protective talisman and still approached.

At this time, Ye Kong quickly teleported out. Almost in an instant, a huge explosion occurred in the venue. After Ye Kong went out, he remembered Hu Yishao and came back to pull him.

That's it. Of course, this teleportation to a safe place was provided by the system as a reward for Ye Kong winning the first place in the rising star ranking list.

With this battle, Ye Kong completely broke the invincible record in the main competition and had a momentum to become the best contestant in this sect ranking competition.

Today's competition officially ended.

And with Hu Yishao's violation, Lefeng Mountain also lost the reputation of competing for the number one sect in the world and began to set off home on the fourth night.

No one thought that Lefeng Mountain, which had been singing all the way, would be the second sect to leave.

At night, Elder Wang went to see Ye Kong and found that Ye Kong was constantly coughing up blood.

Today's purple smoke still inhaled some.

Elder Wang healed Ye Kong and used the latest batch of medicinal materials from the medicine field to decoct medicine for Ye Kong, and specially brought it over. When he was about to feed it, Ye Kong stopped him and took the medicine bowl himself.

He drank it all in one gulp.

Ye Kong was grateful, "Master, you really care about me the most."

"That's right, who told you to give me such a long face this time." Elder Wang, who was sitting on the judging panel, could not express the joy on his face.

"However, there are more toxins in this smoke and poisonous gas. You will have to rest for a few more days before you can use your spiritual power. There will be a final match tomorrow. Let someone else play for you."

"Actually, I can still do it..." Ye Kong murmured.

"I'm telling you to rest, so rest." Elder Wang returned to his cold expression, gave Ye Kong a few more instructions, and then left the cave.

But at the moment of going out, Elder Wang stood against the wall, his face with sadness and confusion.

And Ye Kong had just laid down for less than a quarter of an hour, but he sat up straight and vomited a large mouthful of black blood.