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　　TL: Zhao

　　Editing: Krisaia

　　"Where are you getting your courage from?" Ying Mei stepped forward with a venomous glare.

　　"Kill him!" A loud roar was heard from the crowd.

　　"Yun Yiyuan, kill him!" Ying Mei turned around and looked at Yun Yiyuan. Upon hearing his name, Yun Yiyuan turned back, as this was not part of his plan.

　　"Yun Yiyuan?" Ying Mei repeated with a threatening tone.

　　"So be it. We're bound to fight sooner or later." Yun Yiyuan sighed as he levitated into the air.

　　"A guardian?" The crowd was surprised at the appearance of a guardian as the rally was not only formed to condemn Li Yiming, but to denounce every other guardian.

　　"Kill him! Avenge my son!"

　　"Kill him! Avenge my brother!"

　　The crowd continued to shout incessantly. It did not take long before their cries turned to cheers, supporting Yun Yiyuan since they deemed his actions to be less d.a.m.nable than Li Yiming's.

　　Li Yiming stared at Yun Yiyuan and slowly pulled back his right hand.

　　"Die!" Yun Yiyuan launched himself toward Li Yiming like a cannonball with his silver spear trailing behind him.

　　Li Yiming remained expressionless and slowly closed his eyes. As Yun Yiyuan closed in on Li Yiming, his spear suddenly gained speed, and he shot it toward Li Yiming's head. Li Yiming opened his eyes wide, erecting his Boundary and dodged Yun Yiyuan's attack with ease, sending his spear flying toward the sky.

　　"Where did they go?"

　　Murmurs were heard from the crowd as Li Yiming and Yun Yiyuan suddenly vanished from sight. Unbeknownst to them, Li Yiming had put down his barrier for the purpose of protecting them, as only a few blows exchanged between two sages could spell their doom.

　　Ying Mei performed a hand seal, and a giant curtain of light appeared in the sky, showing the fateful duel between Li Yiming and Yun Yiyuan.

　　"I didn't win fairly last time. I'll let you have the first move today," Li Yiming said as he raised his right hand, the glyph on his wrist radiating a golden light.

　　The statement was oil on fire for Yun Yiyuan. In a single day, not only had he been forced to obey the commands of a woman who was formerly his plaything, but even Li Yiming, who he used to consider to be as weak as an insect, dared to disrespect his strength.