"Whoa!"
An uproar swept through the arena.
"How is that possible?!" Yu Tianheng was stunned. He had never expected Beiming Yuan to shatter his Thunder Dragon Claw in such a way.
"First move."
Beiming Yuan smiled faintly and gestured for Yu Tianheng to keep attacking.
"You!" Yu Tianheng flared with anger. His Second Soul Ring lit up. "Second Soul Skill, Thunderous Might!"
The lightning coiling around Yu Tianheng's dragon arm swelled all at once, turning into countless arrows of lightning that flashed fiercely toward Beiming Yuan.
Beiming Yuan still didn't dodge, letting the flashing lightning enter his body.
"Got him!"
Yu Tianheng thought he had succeeded.
But Beiming Yuan merely shook with a surge of force, and a little cold air spread out, driving the lightning straight out of his body.
Beiming Yuan remained completely unharmed!
"..." Yu Tianheng's face darkened, and he flew into a rage. His Thousand-Year Soul Ring lit up. "Third Soul Skill, Thunderous Fury!"
Bolstered by Thunderous Fury, Yu Tianheng's imposing presence surged.
"First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"
Yu Tianheng used Thunder Dragon Claw again, striking fiercely at Beiming Yuan. This blow was several times more powerful than the previous one.
Everyone watched curiously.
Surely Beiming Yuan would use a Soul Skill to block it this time?
Yet under their expectant gazes, Beiming Yuan still didn't use a Soul Skill. Instead, he used the familiar move of closing his fan into a blade and lightly tapped forward.
The Ice and Snow Fan clashed with Thunder Dragon Claw for a moment before the dragon claw formed from lightning burst apart once more. The resulting gust made Beiming Yuan's hair and sleeves flutter briefly before settling.
"Hiss!"
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, shocked without exception.
"Three moves have passed. You're no good."
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon... a fine Martial Soul. Its user needs improvement."
As Beiming Yuan spoke those infuriating words, he used a Soul Skill, and his Yellow Soul Ring flashed.
The next moment, Beiming Yuan opened the Ice and Snow Fan and gently waved it toward Yu Tianheng. A piece of ice-blue ice shot out in an instant.
"Hmph!"
Yu Tianheng snorted. Seeing that the ice didn't look particularly powerful, he immediately copied what Beiming Yuan had done earlier, reaching out with his dragon claw to catch it.
Little did he know, he was merely Dongshi imitating a beauty.
Bang!
The moment Yu Tianheng's dragon claw touched the diamond-shaped ice, it exploded. Energy surged, freezing him into a block of ice almost instantly.
Yu Tianheng lost the ability to resist!
"Captain!"
Dugu Yan and the other five's expressions changed.
"No... impossible, how could..." The frozen Yu Tianheng was still conscious. Feeling the cold in his body, he was utterly shocked.
"I overestimated you. You couldn't even withstand one move."
Beiming Yuan chuckled and waved his fan again. A cold wind surged, sending the frozen Yu Tianheng flying out of the arena, eliminating him.
After being eliminated, Yu Tianheng took several seconds to break out of the ice. His face was dejected, and his eyes were full of anger.
Watching this, some were shocked, some puzzled, and others angry.
"His ice attribute is very powerful!" Sword Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly, noticing something.
Since both Soul Skills were hundred-year skills, Yu Tianheng should not have been unable to block it.
But Beiming Yuan's ice attribute was so powerful that it froze Yu Tianheng instantly. Even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul had difficulty breaking free at once.
"Your turn."
Beiming Yuan looked at Dugu Yan and the other five. His First Soul Ring lit up again.
Seeing this,
Dugu Yan and the other five prepared to dodge.
But this time, what Beiming Yuan sent out with his fan was no longer a piece of ice, but a dense flurry of snowflakes.
"???"
Dugu Yan and the other five were dumbfounded on the spot.
What was going on? How could the Soul Skill be different when it came from the same Soul Ring?
"Move!" Though Dugu Yan was also puzzled, her instincts told her these snowflakes were no ordinary thing and couldn't be taken head-on.
Osler, Yu Feng, and Ye Lingling dodged decisively.
The brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo were a beat too slow. The dense flurry of snowflakes struck them, and a layer of white frost quickly formed over their bodies and Martial Souls.
The two became ice sculptures!
"This..."
Everyone stared in a daze.
"Second Soul Skill, Ice and Snow Frost Blades." Beiming Yuan gave them no chance. He flipped the Ice Fan in his hand and sent sixteen blades of fragmented ice straight at the two brothers.
He controlled their direction, so only two or three fragments struck the two men's bodies, hitting their shoulders, arms, and calves.
Even so, Shi Mo and Shi Mo, who had only just freed themselves from the ice sculptures, screamed in pain.
"Ah..."
Seeing this, Qin Ming immediately went up and brought the two down. After checking their injuries and finding that the ice blades had only torn their muscles, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"A day's rest will fix them up."
Beiming Yuan spoke casually.
Frost blades condensed from Ultimate Ice were no simple matter. If he had not deliberately avoided their vital points, the two would have been seriously injured.
Yu Tianheng, Shi Mo, and Shi Mo had been soundly eliminated without lasting even three moves. Only Dugu Yan and the other three still had the strength to fight.
But the people from Heaven Dou Royal Academy had all fallen silent.
The strength Beiming Yuan had displayed completely crushed the Imperial Fighting Team!
"Third Soul Skill, Jade Phosphor Purple Poison!" Dugu Yan called out softly and immediately began fighting in earnest, while also preparing to administer aid at any moment.
Purple poison mist surged toward Beiming Yuan, carrying a heavy, foul stench. Anyone touched by even a little of it would dissolve into a pool of pus and die in a short while.
During the earlier spar against the Blazing Fire Team, she had not used such a dangerous Soul Skill.
Now things were different. Beiming Yuan was simply too strong. She had to fight in earnest to defend the Imperial Fighting Team's dignity.
The referee Qin Ming's expression changed. He quickly acted to prevent the purple poison mist from spreading in other directions and engulfing the spectators.
Facing the poison mist in the arena, Beiming Yuan did not panic. His Thousand-Year Soul Ring lit up again, and with a flip of the Ice and Snow Fan, he sent out a great flurry of dense snowflakes.
This flurry was different from the last. The earlier one carried a control ability, while this one carried an offensive ability.
Whoosh!
The snowflakes blew forward, crashing straight into the poison mist.
To those watching, it looked like a great flurry of snowflakes colliding with the purple poison mist.
Shockingly, the purple poison mist was no match for the swirling snowflakes and soon dispersed, as though it had been frozen and ground away.
The chill of the snowflakes still lingered in the air.
"This..."
Dugu Yan's eyes widened in disbelief.
Beiming Yuan paid that no mind and attacked again, sending a great flurry of snowflakes out with his fan.
Earlier, Beiming Yuan had faced the purple poison mist alone. Now it was Dugu Yan and the other three's turn to face the onslaught of his snowflakes.
Dugu Yan and the other three did not dare be careless. They quickly summoned their Soul Power to resist.
But when they faced the dense snowflakes head-on, they discovered that the flakes not only carried a terrifying chill but were also as sharp as tiny blades.
Crack, crack...
The Soul Power they summoned could barely resist and was soon scraped apart by the snowflakes.
Only Yu Feng sensed that something was wrong and quickly rose into the air, avoiding the attack.
Seeing the Soul Power protecting Dugu Yan and the other three disappear and traces of blood appear on their skin, Qin Ming rushed into the arena and unleashed a surge of force, shattering the snowflakes.
Dugu Yan and the other two breathed a sigh of relief, but they too had been eliminated.