My Cultivation Starting from Archery

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"Boom!"

The Golden Crow blazed like the sun, the Heavenly Dragon plummeted to the ground.

Chen Sansi once again caught that mountain-collapsing strike, his footprints even denting the rocks beneath him. The strength of Blood Explosion was truly terrifying; without breaking the opponent's move first, there was simply no way to confront it head-on, even defending was a struggle.

"You can actually hold on!"

Amazed, Cao Fan exclaimed with his crimson eyes wide open, "This princely heir has never encountered a Nine Dragon Body before. I've heard that the Qi-Blood cultivated by this physique is incredibly enduring, yet I did not expect it to this extent!"

Before the martial arts battle began, someone had demonstrated the Unity Spear Technique to him several times, so he truly knew his enemy and himself. There was no way he could lose this match!

A series of weapon clashes thundered one after another like explosive thunder.

Some of the lower-level individuals watched with hearts pounding in fear.

In the current situation, if there were any slight mistakes, there would be no time to concede – they would be cleaved to death on the spot!

"Such a heavy killing intent."

Cheng Wei, the second senior brother, clicked his tongue, "It seems like Young Master is absolutely determined to kill Mr. Chen."

"Isn't that the truth."

Playing with a plum blossom, Rong Yanqiu commented, "In my opinion, it would be wise for Chen to look for an opportunity to jump off the ring as soon as possible."

"Senior Sister Nine!" Sun Li said anxiously.

"Alright, alright, what's the rush? Can't I keep an eye on him? Little girl, you sure know how to worry about someone."

As she spoke, Rong Yanqiu walked towards the ring.

"Sis?"

Sun Buqi looked at his older sister, sensing something was off, "What are you up to, you want Shanshi to be my brother-in-law?"

Sun Li glared at him with a huff, "Get lost."

Ye Fengxiu leaned against a pillar, silent.

"It's a sure loss."

Meng Guangxin carrying his Crescent Moon Spade said, "If Cao Fan wins, tonight, I'll find an opportunity to kill him!"

Cheng Wei immediately said, "Are you crazy? Do you have a death wish?"

Meng Guangxin ground his teeth and hissed, "What good is life? If that Cao is going to call me 'brother' every day, I might as well just die! Not a single person from the Cao Family is good."

"My fifth brother, I implore you to be merciful in the name of Buddha; do not act rashly."

"Killing Cao Family members is the greatest mercy!"

"..."

Sun Buqi, looking at the tense scene on the platform, felt an unexpected sliver of hope rise within him amid the initial panic, "Is there a possibility that we all underestimated Shanshi and he... might win?"

"Boom!"

The Golden Crow eclipsed the sky, making it nearly impossible to block its fierce blade.

Chen Sansi was thrown back more than a dozen steps by the overwhelming force until he drew upon the blood of the dragon and elephant in his legs, creating a dent in the ground to barely stabilize his stance.

"The sixteenth round!"

He counted silently in his mind.

With no time to even catch his breath, the Golden Crow's great blade descended once more from the heavens, and the blood-red python desperately dodged back and forth, looking like prey facing its natural predator.

Yet, no matter how fiercely the Golden Crow and Heavenly Dragon pursued, they could only injure the python, never succeeding in killing it.

Cao Fan's expression grew more and more serious.

Losing was out of the question.

However, killing the opponent or crippling him would be extremely difficult in the short term.

Moreover, if the opponent knew he was outmatched and still persisted, what was the point? Could it be he had some kind of reliance?

As Cao Fan pondered, his Azure Dragon Crescent in hand did not stop, its light flashing continuously as if a true Azure Dragon had descended.

"I can't keep dragging this out."

He could maintain his Blood Explosion State for about sixty rounds, but after that, even he would be exhausted.

Yet, nearly twenty rounds had gone by, and Chen still seemed as resilient as at the start,

He appeared close to collapse but would not break his defense or expose his last flaw to be completely defeated, as if he was unkillable.

Cao Fan could not afford to be careless.

His goal shifted from killing Chen to forcing him off the ring.

He must win first!

Claim victory first, and then he could always find another opportunity to eliminate his opponent later. His objective for this trip was the technique from Sun Xiangzong to break through to a level Above Martial Saint; he could not afford to be sidetracked and confuse priorities.

Thinking this, Cao Fan changed his strategy, and every move of his Azure Dragon Crescent was not aimed to kill, but to blast his opponent off the ring, the effect becoming remarkably evident.

Because, rather than retreat, his opponent would take more strikes unwilling to give ground!

Clearly, he had no intention of losing this match, even if it meant death!

As a result, he fell into even greater disadvantage, giving Cao Fan more opportunities to attack.
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"Good, unwilling to step down, you will only die a more miserable death!"

Cao Fan finally discovered his opponent's greatest weakness and let out a bestial roar of excitement. His Blood Explosion State intensified, shortening from sixty rounds to fifty.

But he had enough confidence that, if Chen Sansi continued to stubbornly resist, he would undoubtedly die within forty rounds!

"Mr. Chen is truly going all out."

On the city wall, Pei Tiannan was so engrossed that he forgot to drink the tea he held up to his lips, "He has indeed exceeded my expectations, to cultivate such enduring Qi-Blood at such a young age."

"His Qi-Blood can last quite a while, but that's under actual combat conditions. The limited space of the ring does not offer much room for him to buy time."

"If Mr. Chen confines himself to a certain area, he loses his greatest advantage and can hold on for at most ten more rounds; by then, even if he wants to jump off the ring, it would be too late."

"He must be willing to risk his life, truly insane."

Mr. Hou couldn't quite understand.

Rong Yanqiu arrived below the platform.

Even as a Profound Image Realm Main General, the sight unnerved her, as it truly was a life-and-death struggle. From Chen's figure, she vaguely sensed an aura akin to that of a frenzied demon.

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