"Humph, that was just a test. Do you really think you won?"

After hearing what Bei Bei said, Tang Ya snorted coldly, glanced at Jiang Jue below the stage, then looked at Bei Bei who was rushing towards her, her pretty face full of frost.

She must complete the task assigned by the Holy Son!
"Buzz!"

Tang Ya's first and fourth soul rings suddenly lit up, and the dark blue silver grass waving behind her seemed to sense her master's anger and suddenly jumped out.

"Blue silver entanglement!"

"Blue silver cage!"

When Bei Bei saw Tang Ya use her skills again, he instantly became cautious. He was very familiar with Tang Ya's first four soul skills. He protected himself with the bright dragon head and jumped up quickly.

And in the next moment, where Beibei had just stood, a large patch of blue silver grass that was as hard as steel and filled with murderous aura suddenly emerged, like a steel forest, emitting a chilling cold light.

"Thunder's Fury!"

Just as he dodged the blue silver cage, Tang Ya's blue silver entanglement followed closely. Dozens of thick dark vines rushed towards Bei Bei in the air, and Bei Bei had to raise his arms to block them.

But soon Beibei's expression changed, because his Thunderous Fury only destroyed part of the vine, and the rest was still attacking him.

"Ghost shadow fans follow the footsteps!"

Beibei dodged and retreated quickly, his steps becoming erratic and strange, but the vines seemed to have predicted his next move and hit him directly, leaving a deep blood mark with a black air current lingering on it.

"Forget about it, Xiaoya, your understanding of ghost tracking is better than mine, but it's okay this way."

Beibei fell to the ground, gasping slightly, but there was no pain in his eyes, instead a glimmer of hope appeared.

Since Tang Ya could predict his ghostly steps, it proved that she had not completely lost her memory and still remembered it in her subconscious.

"What is he mumbling about? Isn't it because the Saint Lady's mental power is far superior to his, so she hit him directly?"

In the rest area of ​​the Holy Spirit Sect, the brain-eating beast soul master Jili looked at Yan Feng beside him in confusion and asked doubtfully.

"I don't know, I don't understand, I'm not sure."

Yan Feng also shook his head slightly. Even a Soul Saint like him couldn't hide under such dense dark blue silver grass. How come Bei Bei was so happy after being picked?
Could he be a masochist?

"Xiaoya, come again!"

Bei Bei let out a low roar and continued to rush towards Tang Ya. Tang Ya frowned and waved her hand. Countless blue silver grasses sprang out from the ground and turned into a tough wall.

Seeing this, Beibei took a deep breath. He knew that if he wanted to wake Xiaoya up, he had to get close to her.

"Dragon King breaks the evil!"

As Beibei shouted softly, the fifth soul ring on his body suddenly burst into golden light, and the ink-black soul ring seemed to turn golden at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon claw on his right hand turned back into a palm. An indescribable momentum burst out from his body, and his right palm suddenly slapped towards the blue silver barrier.

This is Moon's unique skill, the Dragon Emperor's Evil Breaking Skill, which contains the spiritual intention of dominating the world.

"Boom boom boom!"

A huge roar sounded, and the thick blue-silver barrier began to shatter layer by layer under Beibei's attack. Beibei's figure also approached Tang Ya very quickly, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Almost there, almost there!"

"Let's see how the eldest brother rescued Xiaoya."

In the Tang Sect rest area, Huo Yuhao and his companions were all excited and nervous when they saw this scene, because before the match, Bei Bei had assured them that he had a way to wake up Tang Ya. And Bei Bei had clearly gained the upper hand at this moment.

"Big Brother is coming."

He Caitou touched his dark boiled egg head, stared at the stage, and murmured that it was extremely important for them that Beibei could defeat Tang Ya and reduce the number of members of the Holy Spirit Sect team.

Because as far as they knew, all the members of the Holy Spirit Sect team were Soul Emperors or above, and they, including Bei Bei, only had four Soul Emperors.

Below the stage, Jiang Jue watched Bei Bei's movements, frowned, as if he remembered something, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, but his expression was a little strange.

Looking at the approaching Bei Bei, Tang Ya's pretty face was still full of coldness. The fifth soul ring on her body lit up, and she clenched her right hand to the side. A spear emitting dark blue light was already in her hand.

As the spear appeared, the vines flying in the air around Tang Ya turned into afterimages and instantly merged into it. The dark blue airflow continued to surge, and under this reflection, Tang Ya herself turned into a transparent dark blue.

The moment the spear appeared, Zheng Zhan instantly felt his scalp tingling and his head felt chilly. The only three remaining hairs on his head fluttered in the wind.

"boom!"

The roar subsided, and as the last blue-silver barrier was broken by Bei Bei, the distance between Bei Bei and Tang Ya was less than five meters.

"Whoosh!"

Tang Ya held the spear horizontally in her hand, making a whistling sound in the space, and suddenly stabbed towards Bei Bei, with a dark airflow filling the spear.

But at this moment, Beibei suddenly smiled, and the bright dragon head protecting his chest suddenly disappeared. The invincible aura that he carried with him also dissipated in an instant, turning into an emotion of love that permeated his body and met the spear.

"Pfft!"

The spear entered his body and blood gushed out.

"Xiaoya, I miss you so much."

Bei Bei ignored the blood on his body, looked at Tang Ya who was so close to him, and called out softly.

"Hmm? You seem to like to act romantically when it's time to do so."

There was a ripple in Tang Ya's eyes as she stared quietly at Bei Bei in front of her. Her red lips slightly parted as cold words came out of her mouth without a trace of emotion.

Beibei's heart suddenly became silent when he heard Tang Ya's words, and panic gradually filled his eyes. His last love emotion actually failed to touch Xiaoya? That was what he realized based on his junior brother's self-created soul skill.

"What are you doing, big brother?"

"How could this be?"

In the Tang Sect rest area, everyone was puzzled and spoke out loud.

"Isn't this the eldest brother's final trick?"

He Caitou looked at the scene on the stage, the corners of his mouth twitching. When did the rational senior brother become love-brained?
How could they stop now? Not only would they be severely damaged, but the Tang Sect's subsequent battles would also be greatly affected. Of the original four Soul Emperors, only three were left.

"Stop it, this is not right..."

"We admit defeat!"

When Xuan Zi saw the injured Bei Bei, his pupils shrank and he quickly shouted in a deep voice, but when he remembered what happened last time, he quickly changed his words halfway through.

Beibei is the only blood of Mr. Mu. If he died, how would he explain to him? What's more, if he really wanted to bring Tang Ya back, he could just secretly bring her back. Why would he do such useless work in the competition?

(End of this chapter)

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