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Chapter 414 The War of the Yang Spirits

On the first day of the opening of Disanxian, celebrities from all walks of life were in attendance. There were businesswomen like Yin Mengfan and Cao Kefei, movie stars like Liu Fei’er, political officials like Li Yuanbo, and billionaires like Shen Wancai.

With so many people gathered together, it would have been a lie for Li Yundong to say that he was not feeling nervous about settling a score in front of them all.

Although Zhang Ling had said politely and cleverly that she just want to do some magic tricks in public, the truth was that this was no different from challenging the dojo. If Li Yundong lost, the people around would not understand it, but the news would spread immediately in the Cultivation World.

If he failed on the day of his opening, it would be a great shame.

Li Yundong knew that he couldn’t lose, and he had no way to get out of it. However, considering that he had only cultivated for a little more than half a year, he was extremely strong when it came to fighting one-on-one in private, and there was no cultivator of the younger generation that would be able to defeat him. Unfortunately, fighting in public was different from fighting in private. Li Yundong had not cultivated for a long time, so he didn’t know the important points about fighting in public.

Feeling alert, he heard Zhang Ling saying in a loud voice, "Li Yundong and I will perform a little trick. Please observe closely!"

She pointed to the teapot and said, "Everyone saw just now that there was a small teacup in the teapot. What I will do later is make it disappear without touching the teapot. What Li Yundong will do is find a way to get the teapot back! If he manages it, I’ll lose. If he can’t, it’ll be my win!"

As soon as she said that, the people around were startled. They whispered with great interest, "This is getting interesting!"

"How can she make it disappear without touching it?"

"Maybe it’s already gone?"

"That’s impossible. Shen Wancai saw it just now, and no one else got close to it!"

Liu Fei’er also asked curiously, "Sister Cao, how could the teacup inside disappear without anyone touching it?"

Cao Kefei frowned and shook her head. "I don’t know. If I did, I would have participated in the Spring Festival Gala."

Yin Mengfan said in a low voice, "Alright, be quiet. Just look. Who knows if the teacup will disappear or not?"

After hearing Zhang Ling’s words, Li Yundong was also surprised. "What kind of fighting method is this? Isn’t it just like magic? Is it really magic?"

While Li Yundong was wondering this, Zhang Ling swung her fly-whisk and threw out a talisman which was painted with a strange pattern. It hung in the air without moving or falling, but after a while, it slowly began to burn, becoming nothing but ashes.

At this time, the people looking on from outside suddenly felt very surprised and they all clicked their tongues.

Zhang Ling smiled and showed a hint of arrogance. She swung her fly-whisk and swept it over the teapot, then cried, "I have taken away the teacup inside!"

The crowd began to clamor, and many people asked, "Mr. Shen, is the teacup still in there?"

Only then did Shen Wancai return to his senses. He walked over to the teapot, lifted the lid, and peered inside.

At this time, Shen You, Shen Hui, Liu Fei’er, and Cao Kefei, who were sitting close to the table, also craned their necks unconsciously and looked into the teapot.

As soon as they saw inside, they were stunned. There was nothing in the teapot, not even a hair!

Their eyes went as round as saucers. "It’s gone! The teacup is gone!"

The crowd burst into an uproar. "Are you sure? Let me see!"

Although many people upstairs were high-ranking officials and celebrities, they couldn’t help but clatter down the stairs. When they got close to the teapot to have a look, they had no choice but to believe it.

They all stared at Zhang Ling with their eyes wide open, shook their heads, and asked in amazement, "Incredible! It’s really amazing! How did you do it?"

Zhang Ling lowered her eyes as if she didn’t see them at all, saying nothing.

The people who had been asking questions suddenly felt embarrassed, so they had to go back to their seats and whisper to each other after being ignored. For a time, there was a lot of discussion going on upstairs and downstairs, and most of the people were discussing how Zhang Ling had made the teacup disappear.

Li Yundong was also dumbfounded. He hadn’t cultivated for a long time, so he didn’t understand what was going on. "Damn it, I didn’t even see it clearly. How am I supposed to fight with her? Where did she put the cup? How can I know?"

He wasn’t the only one wondering what had happened. Su Chan and the other disciples of the Fox Zen School could do nothing about it. Su Chan had not discovered any clues even though she had cultivated since she was a child, and Zhou Qin was no better. Zhou Qin kept looking at Li Yundong, her heart thumping anxiously.

Even Ruan Hongling, who was of noble heritage, did not understand the profundity of the scene. Her brows were tightly furrowed as she said to Zi Yuan through a voice transmission, "Sister Zi Yuan, what’s going on? I don’t understand"

Zi Yuan frowned and sent a voice transmission back. "That’s to be expected. Those who dare to fight in public without fearing that ordinary people will discover them are all top-notch Great Cultivators. Their magic is extremely marvelous. Even I can’t understand how they’re doing this..."

As she spoke, she suddenly had an idea. She turned to look at the talismans that were still hanging in the air. After observing them for a moment, she suddenly smiled.

Zi Yuan swiftly sent a sound transmission to Li Yundong. "Li Yundong, this talisman in front of you is the posture of the goddess Nayan, which means the Amulet of invisibility. Just now, Zhang Ling must have released her Yang Spirit and used the amulet of invisibility so that people wouldn’t see it. The instant the Yang Spirit removed the teacup from the teapot, it turned into a Yin Spirit and passed through the teapot, thus taking away the teacup. Zhang Ling swung her fly-whisk just now to attract the attention of the surrounding people and cover what she was doing the moment the teacup was taken out."

Li Yundong suddenly came to a realization. Just as he was about to turn around and address Zi Yuan, he heard another voice transmission. "Don’t turn around. Otherwise, it’ll be regarded as cheating. When you release the Yang Spirit, I will release the posture of Goddess Nayan. After that, you must use the Yang Spirit to fiercely attack the talisman floating in front of Zhang Ling. Once the talisman is destroyed, her Yang Spirit will definitely be exposed. Therefore, she will have no choice but to withdraw it. Once the Yang Spirit is withdrawn, the teacup will automatically appear!"

After hearing Zi Yuan’s words, Li Yundong nodded almost imperceptibly, indicating that he understood. Seeing that, Zi Yuan sent yet another sound transmission. "I will count to three, then we’ll move at the same time! I’ll stick the talisman onto your sleeve. The moment you release your Yang Spirit, throw the talisman and stick it onto the Yang Spirit."

At this moment, Zi Yuan was standing behind Li Yundong. With a flip of her five fingers, she removed a talisman from her sleeves. Concealing herself with Li Yundong’s figure, she quickly drew a posture of Goddess Nayan. Then, she said over sound transmission, "One, two, three!"

Upon counting to three, Li Yundong instantly released his Yang Spirit. At the same time, Zi Yuan swiftly pasted the talisman onto Li Yundong’s sleeve. With a swing of Li Yundong’s arm, the talisman immediately shot out in front of him, just onto his Yang Spirit.

Li Yundong and Zi Yuan moved completely in sync, as if the magic was being performed by one person. At this time, no one saw anything wrong. All they could feel was that Li Yundong’s had body shaken slightly, and then he threw out a talisman like Zhang Ling. The talisman was also suspended in the air and did not fall to the ground. After a while, it burned into ash.

Although they saw that Li Yundong’s action was the same as Zhang Ling’s, they were all in high spirits. They wanted to see how Li Yundong would use this method to retrieve the cup.

Only Zhang Ling secretly frowned and shot a meaningful look to Zi Yuan behind Li Yundong.

Li Yunyang’s Yang Spirit had left his body. Although he couldn’t see Zhang Ling’s Yang Spirit, he knew that Zhang Ling couldn’t see his either. He secretly made a handprint, a Fixed Fundamental Palm, and suddenly chopped toward Zhang Ling.

Li Yundong’s invisible Yang Spirit made a big handprint, and everyone felt a sudden movement in the air. Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the teahouse, as if someone’s palm had collided with another, and the air trembled.

The people on the first floor felt like there was an invisible wave of air rushing toward them, making them hold their breath.

When Li Yundong’s Mahamudra got blocked, he immediately cheered up because he knew for sure that Zhang Ling’s Yang Spirit was right in front of him, just as Zi Yuan had said it would be. He immediately controlled his Yang Spirit and pushed it forward. At the same time, his hands quickly made a Divyadundubhi Meghanirghosa’s hand sign and went to slap the space in front of Zhang Ling.

When Li Yundong’s Mahamudra slapped, he also felt a strong gust of wind blowing in front of him. The two forces met. In an instant, Li Yundong vaguely saw a gorgeously dressed woman with fluttering clothes in front of him. He couldn’t see her face clearly, but he could clearly feel that the belt of her clothes were pulling toward his Yang Spirit body like a steel whip.

Li Yundong stepped back. After making a Mahamudra, he immediately made a defensive block in the direction of the strong wind with both hands.

This block instantly forced the two of them to engage in hand-to-hand combat, and both of them could see the other’s Yang Spirit.

Li Yundong was extremely shocked. He thought that both of their Yang Spirits had been exposed. His heart trembled, and his Yang Spirit was also affected. He hesitated for a moment.

With this hesitation, Zhang Ling’s Yang Spirit’s clothes immediately tied Li Yundong up, having the effect of countless fairy-tying ropes. In the blink of an eye, Li Yundong was completely bound.

Li Yundong was shocked. He wanted to struggle, but he was afraid that the sound would be heard. If he didn’t do something, he would definitely lose. Just as he was in a dilemma, he heard Zi Yuan’s urgent sound transmission saying, "Li Yundong, don’t worry, you didn’t expose yourself! If two postures of Goddess Nayan touch each other, they will cancel out each other’s invisible attributes. But this is only for cultivators who actually have the posture of Goddess Nayan - the others can’t see your Yang Spirits! Hurry up and run out. It’s narrow here, and it’s suitable for Zhang Ling to exert her power, but not for you!"

Hearing this, Li Yundong suddenly had a brainwave. He immediately activated his Yang Spirit and rushed out of the door with the violent energy of a raging bull.

Zhang Lingyang, who had bound Li Yundong with her clothes, was also dragged out, and the two of them shot into the air.

As soon as Li Yundong became airborne, he lost all inhibition. With a loud shout, his Zhenqi surged out of his body, and his Yang Spirit body began swelling rapidly and violently. In a short time, he became an Iron Tower Arhat that was more than three meters high.