Charm Backlash, Tang San: Xiao Wu!!!
Everyone was startled, having never expected Beiming Yuan's second Soul Skill to change.
It had clearly been snowflakes just now, but now it had turned into ice.
"Whoosh-"
Sixteen shards of ice flew toward Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.
After their earlier exchange, both knew how powerful Beiming Yuan's second Soul Skill was, so they chose to dodge rather than block.
However, Beiming Yuan was even faster.
As Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun split up to dodge, he had already closed the Ice and Snow Fan, turning it into the Ice and Snow Blade, and shot forward like an arrow loosed from its bow.
In the blink of an eye, he reached Dai Mubai and swung the Ice and Snow Blade.
"First Soul Skill, White Tiger Protection Barrier!" Seeing that he could not dodge, Dai Mubai decisively used his Soul Skill.
But it was still useless.
Beiming Yuan easily shattered the White Tiger Protection Barrier surrounding Dai Mubai, then sent him flying a full twenty meters or so with a kick.
"Holy shit!"
Ma Hongjun cried out, never having expected Beiming Yuan's strength to be so astonishing.
"You really couldn't tell. This Little Monster is actually stronger than a strength-type Soul Ancestor." Zhao Wuji was somewhat surprised as well.
"Your turn."
By then, Beiming Yuan, who had sent Dai Mubai flying with a kick, had already reached Ma Hongjun.
"Huh?" Ma Hongjun jumped in fright and waved his hands repeatedly. "I surrender, I surrender! Don't kick my face. I make my living with this face."
"...You're even more shameless than I am."
The corner of Beiming Yuan's mouth twitched. He did not indulge him, punching Ma Hongjun in the abdomen and sending him crashing hard into a distant tree trunk.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were both eliminated.
"Second Soul Skill, Parasite!" Tang San's voice suddenly rang out.
Dense masses of blue silver vines immediately sprouted over Beiming Yuan's body. The sensation of being entangled felt a little like when the Blue Silver Emperor wrapped around his body.
What surprised him, however, was that Tang San's Parasite Soul Skill had actually taken hold of him.
When had I been infected?
Beiming Yuan thought for a moment, then a flash of inspiration struck. He glanced at the eliminated Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun. "You put it on them..."
When he kicked Dai Mubai and punched Ma Hongjun away earlier, he had happened to pick up the blue silver's Parasite Soul Skill.
"Unfortunately, it's not much use." With a slight stir of Beiming Yuan's will, the Ice and Snow Fan released waves of cold air, freezing the vines on his body.
"Xiao Wu, now!"
Tang San shouted.
Xiao Wu, who had been being overwhelmed by Zhu Zhuqing, immediately moved, leaping in front of Beiming Yuan with an unusual light flickering in her eyes.
"Second Soul Skill, Charm."
The second Soul Ring on Xiao Wu's body lit up as she stared straight into Beiming Yuan's eyes.
Beiming Yuan happened to meet her gaze.
At the sight of this scene.
The corners of Tang San's lips rose slightly into a confident smile.
This was their backup plan: use Xiao Wu's Charm Soul Skill to control Beiming Yuan, then win with a final strike.
But barring any surprises, a surprise was about to happen.
When Xiao Wu met Beiming Yuan's gaze, all she saw was a pair of terrifyingly still eyes.
Although Beiming Yuan gave the outward impression of a refined young gentleman, his eyes held an indifference that came from deep within his bones.
"You're not pretty enough yet."
Beiming Yuan's voice was calm as he let Xiao Wu's Charm Soul Skill hit him.
In the end, Beiming Yuan remained completely unharmed, while Xiao Wu's body trembled slightly, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and she passed out in midair.
"Xiao Wu!!!"
Tang San immediately panicked, his eyes crimson and his breathing like an ox's.
Beiming Yuan casually caught the unconscious Xiao Wu as she fell, carried her aside, and propped her up beneath a tree.
Just as he was about to eliminate the remaining two, a cold gleam shot toward him from behind.
"Hmm?"
Beiming Yuan frowned slightly and casually dodged.
That icy gleam shot past him, flying straight toward the unconscious Xiao Wu.
"No, Xiao Wu!" Tang San's anxious voice rang out again, sounding utterly panicked.
Watching that cold gleam, Beiming Yuan thrust out his left hand with extreme speed, bringing his index and middle fingers together to catch it easily.
That cold gleam was a sleeve sword. It stopped firmly right in front of Xiao Wu's brow, a hair's breadth from piercing her skin.
Seeing that Xiao Wu was unharmed, Tang San immediately sighed in relief.
When he saw Xiao Wu injured earlier, rage had gone to his head. Without thinking much at all, he had immediately used a hidden weapon, only to nearly injure Xiao Wu by mistake.
It was all Beiming Yuan's fault! Why did he have to dodge!
At that thought, Tang San was once again filled with fury, his reason drowned by anger.
"Beiming Yuan, why did you dodge? Xiao Wu nearly got hurt because of you again!" Tang San demanded, his face cold and his voice barely suppressing his anger.
His question stunned everyone around him.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing instinctively stopped fighting, their brows furrowing in deep displeasure as their impressions of Tang San rapidly plummeted.
You were clearly the one who launched a sneak attack first, and now you're blaming Beiming Yuan?
"If you're sick, get treatment. Don't act like a lunatic here."
Beiming Yuan looked calmly at Tang San and applied a little force with his left hand. The sleeve arrow actually bent double before finally snapping.
"And if you don't give me an explanation for this, you'll be lying here today." Beiming Yuan walked toward Tang San, his gaze gradually turning cold.
"Beiming Yuan, what did you do to Xiao Wu!"
Tang San was utterly furious, his thoughts fixed solely on Xiao Wu.
"Tang San, Xiao Wu merely suffered backlash from Charm. She's not seriously hurt. A day's rest will be enough for her to recover," Zhao Wuji said slowly from the side, a little more displeasure appearing in his eyes.
Beiming Yuan had kindly carried Xiao Wu aside after she suffered backlash. Not only had Tang San failed to thank him, he had instead used a despicable trick to ambush him. Fortunately, Beiming Yuan had been skilled enough to dodge.
In the end, the sleeve arrow had nearly hit Xiao Wu, and it was still Beiming Yuan who intervened at the critical moment.
Through all of this, Beiming Yuan had done nothing wrong. Tang San, on the other hand, had serious problems.
"Backlash..."
Tang San inwardly breathed another sigh of relief, but his face remained cold, and he tossed a remark to Oscar behind him. "Oscar, stay out of this."
Oscar was speechless. He wanted to get involved too, but none of them paid him any attention. It was as though he had no presence at all.
"Beiming Yuan!"
Tang San stared at Beiming Yuan with crimson eyes, his chest heaving as he panted like an ox.
His hands turned the color of cold jade and swept across Twenty Bridges Moonlit Night at his waist, beginning his display of hidden weapons.
Zhao Wuji's brows knitted tightly, and he instinctively moved to intervene.
But Beiming Yuan had already moved.
"You need a beating." Beiming Yuan swept the Ice Fan, sending several shards of ice flying. He turned his wrist and swept the Snow Fan, scattering a vast flurry of snowflakes.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-"
Dense cold gleams from the hidden weapons plunged into the ice and snow, only to freeze into ice needles and ice arrows that fell to the ground and shattered.
Not only did Tang San show no intention of stopping, he instead used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to dart around Beiming Yuan, continuously unleashing hidden weapons.
Willow Leaf Blades, Flying Locust Stones, Coin Darts, Bone-Piercing Needles... all kinds of hidden weapons flew out together in an assault that held nothing back.
"Which sect's hidden weapon techniques is this Tang San using? This is my first time seeing them."
After a moment of surprise, Ning Rongrong shook her head. "But doing this will only anger Beiming Yuan. He's far stronger now than he used to be."