Chapter 17: Don’t You Know Immobilization Spells Don’t Work on Me?

At this moment, Yang Qingyuan, who was chatting happily with Wang Quan Baye and the others, had no idea that his inadvertent commotion had actually saved him from an impending disaster.

Yang Qingyuan did not dislike mingling with these second-generation heirs of Wang Quan Baye, who had a strong sense of right and wrong.

On the contrary, befriending this future secondary protagonist group might become a great asset to him within the Dao Alliance.

“Brother Qingyuan, what do you think about the images we just saw in the Dao Alliance’s secret transmission?” Wang Quan Baye asked with burning eyes.

Yang Qingyuan sighed deeply in his heart. Child, sometimes it’s better to curb your curiosity a little.

Though he sighed inwardly, Yang Qingyuan showed no sign of it on his face.

“Reading ten thousand books is not as useful as traveling ten thousand miles. To truly know the truth, one must one day possess enough strength to verify it firsthand across the world.

But for me, without sufficient power, all thoughts are empty talk.

Looking too far ahead isn’t always good either; sometimes, you might accidentally overlook the pit right beneath your feet.”

Wang Quan Baye was slightly taken aback but soon smiled faintly.

“That’s an interesting perspective.”

He had asked other children who had seen the visions, and all of them were excited, dreaming of the day they could witness those scenes with their own eyes—even the usually calm and collected Yang Yitan was no exception.

Only Yang Qingyuan remained composed despite having “seen” those images.

No wonder after the Yang family’s wedding feast, Steward Fei praised Yang Qingyuan so highly.

Thinking of this, Wang Quan Baye’s interest in Yang Qingyuan grew ever stronger.

He always felt there was an inexplicable mystery surrounding Yang Qingyuan: a mysterious background, ominous strength, and intellect far beyond his years.

Such factors combined in one person naturally aroused curiosity.

Honestly, if Yang Yitan hadn’t booked the upcoming duel with Yang Qingyuan months in advance, Wang Quan Baye might have stepped in to act himself today.

“First, congratulations to the children who saw those images just now. Your talent has been recognized by the Dao Alliance’s secret transmission.

But I hope you won’t grow complacent because of this. Talent is only one prerequisite for becoming strong; your ultimate achievements depend on your future efforts.

Of course, children who did not receive recognition should not be discouraged. With diligent cultivation, I believe the future of the Dao Alliance still belongs to you!”

After Yang Yi’s formulaic encouragement, the previously subdued atmosphere in the audience instantly burst back to life.

Children are like that: they recover quickly from sadness and are easily cheered.

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Seeing the children regain their vitality, Yang Yi nodded with satisfaction.

“Alright, I now announce that the Blue Sky Conference will continue with the next event: the practical combat match. Your opponents were previously decided by your family elders drawing lots, so I will now announce the match list.”

With that, Yang Yi paused, then glanced at Yang Yitan and Yang Qingyuan in the audience.

“The first match: Yang Yitan versus Yang Qingyuan, come to the stage!”

Though expected, Yang Qingyuan was still slightly stunned upon hearing his name called first.

Is it really this coincidental?

Not only did the draw pit him against Yang Yitan, but they were also scheduled for the very first match!

Who would believe there’s no backstage manipulation?

You two probably didn’t even bother to pretend to draw lots fairly, did you?

Mentally grumbling, Yang Qingyuan slowly stepped onto the stage.

Opposite him, Yang Yitan was already prepared, eyes burning with fighting spirit as he stared at Yang Qingyuan.

“Yang Qingyuan, this time you can’t run away.”

Yang Qingyuan merely curled his lips.

Using family connections to rig the draw, second-generation heir—I despise you.

“Who would have thought the Yang family would arrange for their two children to face off in the first match?”

“Indeed, this generation of the Yang family is truly talented; both children saw those visions. Especially Yang Qingyuan, who caused such a commotion earlier!”

“Heh, a battle between two geniuses from the Heavenly Eye Yang family—this will be quite a show.”

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“The contestants are in position; let the match begin!”

At Yang Yi’s command, Yang Yitan moved instantly.

With a series of hand gestures, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck down from the sky.

“That’s the Wen family’s Lightning Summoning Technique?!”

“As expected from the Heavenly Eye Yang family, they can master the Wen family’s secret just by observation!”

“That’s not easy. The Heavenly Eye of the Yang family is miraculous, but to reach this level requires exceptional talent. Yang Yitan’s talent is truly extraordinary!”

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On stage, facing the lightning striking straight at him, Yang Qingyuan remained calm, forming hand seals and casting the Five Thunder Technique in return.

Boom!

Two bolts of thunder collided, instantly erupting a dazzling light accompanied by deafening thunderclaps.

“Also the Lightning Summoning Technique? Yang Qingyuan can do that too? No wonder he’s from the Heavenly Eye Yang family.”

“Look, Yang Qingyuan’s Lightning Summoning Technique seems even slightly stronger than Yang Yitan’s!”

Yang Qingyuan ignored the chatter below and slightly increased the output of his Five Thunder Technique.

The next moment, to Yang Yitan’s disbelief, Yang Qingyuan’s thunderbolt shattered Yang Yitan’s and surged forward relentlessly.

Yang Yitan quickly dodged.

But at that moment, a dark shadow rapidly charged at him.

Yang Yitan focused and saw it was Yang Qingyuan himself.

While unleashing thunder attacks, his true body was closing in!

As the distance narrowed, Yang Yitan grit his teeth and infused his divine power into the Heavenly Eye on his forehead.

“Freeze!”

Instantly, a purple Taiji symbol appeared on Yang Qingyuan’s body, and his movements were frozen.

This was Yang Yitan’s signature spell. With his Heavenly Eye, he could block the opponent’s meridians, temporarily restricting their movement.

In fact, it was a form of immobilization technique. At the Yang family wedding feast, Yang Yitan had used this to swiftly subdue two Obsidian Inspectors.

However, before Yang Yitan could relax, a flash of silver divine power surged through Yang Qingyuan’s body, and the purple Taiji symbol shattered explosively.

Bang!

Caught off guard, Yang Yitan was punched flying by Yang Qingyuan.

“Immobilization technique? Don’t you know I’m immune to that?”