Careless, Xiao Wu

Ning Rongrong asked in astonishment, "Y-you, how old are you?"

Shen Ranxi said, "Fourteen. I'm not as young as you all."

She had made a small joke, but unfortunately, no one present understood her humor. They all stared at Shen Ranxi with looks of disbelief.

Dai Mubai laughed in exasperation. If her age counted as old, then wouldn't he already be in the grave?

It was not as though Ning Rongrong had never encountered geniuses before. As the future heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she had even met Spirit Hall's geniuses. But she had truly never seen a fourteen-year-old Soul Ancestor.

For a moment, everyone looked at Shen Ranxi with unreadable expressions.

The weight in Tang San's heart finally lifted. He had always felt that this girl was anything but ordinary...

Xiao Wu liked Shen Ranxi even more. Soul Beasts were creatures that revered strength above all else. Slaughter occurred in the forest every moment of every day. Compared to humans, who might at least find some excuse to make their killing less obvious, killing between Soul Beasts was far more direct and simple. They worshipped power even more.

The arrogance in Ning Rongrong's heart subsided considerably, but her competitive spirit was stirred all the more.

"Enough. Begin. Show me what you can do." Zhao Wuji's deep voice rang out.

The two sides stood at opposite ends of the field.

Seeing Dai Mubai's gaze fixed on that kitten-like girl, Shen Ranxi raised a brow. "Dai Laoda, giving it your all is the proper respect to show her."

Dai Mubai said, "I know. I won't hold back."

Shen Ranxi tossed out, "You've eaten too much garlic." Careful, or she'll scratch up your face.

Shen Ranxi drew the Golden Cudgel from her hair crown. It expanded in her hand, and her gaze sharpened, brimming with Fighting Spirit. "Dai Laoda, you know what to do."

Dai Mubai nodded heavily.

"Begin."

The instant the word fell, Shen Ranxi kicked off the ground and was the first to dash toward the opposing side. Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu clearly had not reacted yet.

"Entanglement!" The moment Tang San saw Shen Ranxi move, he was the first to react. He released Blue Silver Grass to disrupt Shen Ranxi's footing while pulling Ning Rongrong back.

After Ning Rongrong was pulled away, she came to her senses and used her Soul Skill to support the group. "Seven Treasures Famous, First: Strength. Second: Speed!"

Tang San and the others felt a surge of energy flood into every limb and bone. Their Soul Power and strength rose significantly.

Tang San looked at Shen Ranxi in shock. Her speed had not slowed in the slightest. In almost the next instant, her staff had already reached his face.

Before it even touched him, Tang San could feel the immense force behind the blow.

Tang San did not dare be careless. I can't meet this head-on! He immediately used Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon to neutralize the impact. With a sidestep, Shen Ranxi's strike missed, and when her staff rose again, it left only a deep crater in the ground.

Good heavens! She really hadn't held back at all... Oscar, who had come to watch the excitement, sighed.

Dai Mubai was tied down by Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing. Both were quite fast, rushing straight into Close Combat.

Shen Ranxi raised her staff and swung again. Tang San let out a muffled groan as he felt his Soul Power being strangely suppressed. The strength throughout his body scattered, and he circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill to restore his Soul Power. "Second Soul Skill, Parasite!"

Ning Rongrong hid in the rear, seizing every opportunity to support the three of them. Tang San took the chance to break free.

Shen Ranxi exerted force beneath her feet and leaped into the air. "First Soul Skill: Myriad Shadows Forward Heavy." Tang San's little bit of Toxin had little effect on Shen Ranxi now.

Countless phantom Golden Cudgels immediately descended over the field. While they were stalled for five seconds, Shen Ranxi swiftly darted before Ning Rongrong and curved her lips into a smile. "Goodbye, young miss."

Ning Rongrong looked at the person before her, whose face was nearly pressed against her own. Her ears reddened, then her vision went dark as she collapsed to the ground.

Oscar hurried over and carried Ning Rongrong to a chair by the dining cart.

Dai Mubai seized the opportunity to punch Zhu Zhuqing in the shoulder. Restraint flashed through his eyes, but he still chased after her, intending to send her out of the match directly. Zhu Zhuqing swiftly evaded him.

Once Tang San discovered that Ning Rongrong had left the field, he immediately stimulated the Blue Silver Grass seeds on Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's bodies. "Second Martial Soul, Parasite!" The seeds connected to the vines extending toward them, and he pulled hard.

Xiao Wu kicked off Tang San's palm and pounced directly at Shen Ranxi. Under Zhu Zhuqing's cover, the two launched their offensive in an instant.

Tang San engaged the fiercely advancing Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai said irritably, "Do all of you have some other tricks up your sleeves? A Control System Soul Master who even knows martial arts?" He had actually exchanged so many moves with him on equal footing.

"Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation." Golden light burst from Dai Mubai's body, his muscles swelled, and then he pounced at Tang San.

As Tang San retreated at high speed, he knew he could no longer clash with him head-on. "Second Soul Skill: Parasite." He dodged Dai Mubai's heavy punch, subtly twisted aside, and clasped one hand over Dai Mubai's shoulder while his other jade-like hand gripped his wrist. Borrowing the force of Dai Mubai's charge, he spun and flung Dai Mubai into Shen Ranxi, who was about to attack Xiao Wu.

It interrupted Shen Ranxi's attack.

This guy could even use an opponent's force against them. Once that technique began, without absolute control over every muscle in the body, there was no escaping it... Shen Ranxi analyzed.

Just as she thought, the Mind's Eye of a Control System Soul Master was like a honeycomb briquette. Tsk, tsk, tsk... truly dirty.

If Dai Mubai and Oscar had heard that, they would have immediately retorted: Had she forgotten how she had tricked them?

Outside the field, Zhao Wuji slapped Ma Hongjun, who had somehow sat down beside him. "This kid is interesting."

The blow made Ma Hongjun bare his teeth in pain.

Just as Shen Ranxi, whose attack had been interrupted, was about to continue toward Xiao Wu, she heard Tang San shout, "Xiao Wu, eyes!"

Eyes? What eyes? Shen Ranxi looked over, only to be caught by a pair of pink eyes.

No one had expected an Assault System Soul Master to possess a Mental Skill for control. Dai Mubai wanted to help, but Zhu Zhuqing, giving it everything she had, desperately kept him in place. Nether Hundred Claws left many bloody wounds across Dai Mubai's body.

Dai Mubai's speed could not match Zhu Zhuqing's, and he forcibly took several claw strikes. But Zhu Zhuqing also suffered no light injuries trying to hold back a Soul Elder far stronger than herself.

Seeing Shen Ranxi under control, Xiao Wu happily pounced forward, intending to use her Waist Bow.

Ma Hongjun cried excitedly, "This is bad!"

Oscar smacked him. "What's bad? Little Xi hasn't even used her Second and Third Soul Skills yet. Everything before this was her Self-Created Soul Skill."

Xiao Wu was full of confidence. Her Charm could control Soul Masters of the same rank for five seconds. Against Shen Ranxi, it would still last three to four seconds—more than enough for her to use Waist Bow and Explosive Eight Section Fall.

At the same time, Tang San had prepared to use Entanglement to bind Shen Ranxi after she was thrown away, then inject her with Toxin.

Everything had been planned perfectly, but—

Shen Ranxi had not been controlled at all. Feifei lacked Combat Power, so she was exceptionally skilled at escaping and mental-type bewilderment skills. Naturally, Shen Ranxi had not let this opportunity pass to learn how to avoid being controlled by such skills.

She had Feifei use Mental Skills on her. At first, she fell after 0.1 seconds, then 0.5 seconds, 0.7 seconds, 0.9 seconds, one second, three seconds, until she could endure six seconds without falling.

As long as her opponent did not keep using a mental-type skill on her for more than six seconds, she would not be controlled.

So, you were careless, Xiao Wu.

A low roar emerged from Shen Ranxi's mouth. "Second Soul Skill: Crimson Flame Parting Clouds."