As the curtain disappeared, everyone stood up in surprise, rubbed their eyes, and couldn't believe it.
"It's amazing how folding can make such a big red curtain disappear. Isn't this magic magic?"
"Damn it, I should have believed in Yang Shen unconditionally just now. This guy can do anything."
"Compared to Yang Shen's magic, Wang Hui's ability to make a small cup disappear was just childish."
"I don't dare to mock Yang Shen anymore. I slap him in the face every now and then. Now my face is swollen! I'm really scared."
Wu Bo, who was in the first row, shouted excitedly, and then boasted to a girl: "Did you see that Yang Shen on the stage is my buddy, a good buddy!"
The girl blinked her big eyes and asked in confusion: "Didn't you just say that you don't know Yang Shen?"
Wu Bo smiled awkwardly and said, "Have I ever said that? No!"
"whispering sound!"
When everyone heard this, they immediately started to despise him.
As he got closer, Wang Hui's eyes almost popped out of his head.
The corner of his mouth trembled, he stepped back and said in disbelief: "How is this possible? You didn't prepare props in advance, how could you make such a big object disappear? Is this making a movie?"
He almost cried because even his father couldn't do it!
Although Wang Hui was by Yang Tian's side, he still didn't see what method Yang Tian used.
This made him feel incredible. He knew that he was a little magic prince, but he was actually being compared with him.
Seeing this, Yang Tian smiled and said, "What? You want to learn?"
Wang Hui felt as if he had eaten a fly when he heard this. What a shame!
He snorted angrily and said: "You just used some tricks to make this huge red curtain disappear because of the good props. It doesn't really count as your real ability. If you are capable, you just want to make the disappearing thing like me."
Things change back again.”
As he spoke, he rubbed his hands together, and the cup appeared in front of everyone again!
Everyone exclaimed when they saw this, and then all looked at Yang Tian!
"He shouldn't be able to change back. After all, the object is so big, how can he..."
Before the man finished speaking, Yang Tian pointed his finger in the sky above the audience and shouted: "Now!"
After saying this, everyone still didn't know why, and then they felt that the moon in the sky disappeared, and then a huge object fell directly.
"Mom, a meteorite has fallen from the sky. Run for your life."
Everyone was so frightened that they almost wet their pants and wanted to run away.
At this time, the object slowly fell, and one person said excitedly: "Don't run, don't run, this thing is the evil red curtain."
After everyone heard this, they stopped and the curtain fell to the ground, covering a large group of people.
Everyone gathered around and touched the material of the curtain out of curiosity. It turned out to be real.
So, they all looked at Yang Tian with admiration.
"This is the real magic, the means of God."
At this moment, Wang Jingchen's beautiful eyes were filled with little stars as she looked at Yang Tian. The young man was simply not too handsome. If there weren't so many people, he really wanted to go up and kiss Yang Tian.
Our little magic prince Wang Hui suddenly trembled.
"How's it going? Are you convinced?"
Yang Tian's eyes were indifferent!
"This is impossible. It shouldn't be such a long distance." Wang Hui was a little doubtful about life.
Yang Tian ignored him and took Wang Jingchen's little hand to get off the stage.
Only then did Wang Hui react. He took a deep breath and shouted: "Wait a minute, you are not allowed to leave before my true abilities are revealed."
Yang Tian stopped and looked at Wang Hui with interest.
"The blow is not enough? Why are you so cruel to yourself?"
After saying this, everyone gave Yang Tian a thumbs up.
In society, I, Brother Yang, are ruthless and don't talk much. One sentence can choke someone to death.
Wang Hui said angrily in a low and hoarse voice like sandpaper: "What are you proud of? Our Wang family is the leader in the domestic magic festival. What qualifications do you, a third-rate magician, have to say this to me?"
"You are the one who seems to be unqualified. Let alone you, even if your father were to come, it would be impossible for him to defeat me."
Yang Tian's eyes were as calm as water, without joy or sadness.
He wasn't bragging when he said this. He was an immortal and all he used were immortal methods, while the other party was just a mortal. No matter how powerful he was, there was a limit.
"presumptuous!"
Wang Hui's face turned red and he said angrily: "I can convince you today without my father."
"We'll see!" Yang Tian looked at Wang Hui like a monkey, which made Wang Hui feel as if he had swallowed a fly.
He hummed: "Can you play with fire?"
Yang Tian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed strangely.
Why does this kid always hit the muzzle of the gun? He now has the Samadhi True Fire of Xuantian Continent. Compared with playing with fire, he is at the ancestor level. This kid is not even worthy of carrying his shoes.
Seeing that Yang Tian didn't speak, Wang Hui suddenly became excited, thinking that he could only play the same trick just now.
As a little prince of magic, he has been exposed to many foreign celebrities with his father, so he knows all kinds of magic.
He looked around at the crowd and said, "Don't blink your eyes, everyone, stay tuned for the next miracle."
As he spoke, Wang Hui began to rub his hands together.
It was nothing at first. Everyone felt bored and chatted absentmindedly.
But when a large amount of smoke began to emit from Wang Hui's palm, everyone screamed.
"There's smoke, so your palms won't be on fire, right?"
"How is it possible? It's just flesh and blood. It won't hurt if it's burned."
After he said this, a ball of flame suddenly burst out of Wang Hui's hand, which shocked everyone.
"I'm going, there's really a fire, hurry up and get the fire extinguisher."
Another person said contemptuously: "What fire extinguisher are you using? This is a magic show."
Looking at the amazed people, Wang Hui raised a smile and looked at Yang Tiandao: "How about it? You want to try it too?"
Yang Tian shook his head with a smile.
"What? You can't do it?" Wang Hui suddenly regained his confidence and said proudly: "Do you want me to teach you..."
He was about to ridicule Yang Tian, but he heard the young man say indifferently: "I really can't do such a low-level trick like yours."
Everyone's lips twitched when they heard this.
Yang Shen still doesn't show respect to others as always.
Wang Hui's dark eyes glowed coldly like ice and hummed: "I want to see what you have the guts to say to me."
Yang Tian ignored him, but stepped forward and took out a writing brush from the colorful exquisite tower.
When everyone was wondering how a pen appeared out of thin air in Yang Tian's hand, Yang Tian was holding a brush and seemed to be writing something in the air.
One boy really couldn't see why, and he couldn't help but said to his friend next to him in disappointment: "Yang Shen is making a fool of himself and trying to attract public attention..."
As he was talking, he saw the friend beside him suddenly sitting up and saying with disbelief: "Oh my God, a miracle, it's a miracle."
The boy didn't know why, but when he looked at the stage, he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.
"This, this, this..." He was incoherent and could hardly speak.
Because on the stage, Yang Tian was holding a pen with flames rolling and writing Wang Jingchen's name in the air.
The font is full of art, just like our calligraphy!
And that flame can actually burn in the air for a long time.
After finishing writing, Yang Tian wrote his name next to it.
For a moment, after the words were finished, the whole place was dead silent.
Wang Jingchen stared blankly at the scene in front of her, covering her seductive little mouth in surprise, her face full of surprise.
It’s so romantic, I believe no girl can resist it!
The brief silence is the moment of silence before the storm approaches.
After taking a few breaths, all the boys present marveled: "It's incredible, this magic is incredible."
All the girls present looked at Yang Tian with their little faces in their hands and eyes filled with peach blossoms: "Hey, so romantic, Yang Shen is simply the perfect boyfriend."
Someone really couldn't accept it, so he took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Hey, is this a mental hospital? I feel like I'm sick, yes, I'm hallucinating. Do you think I can be cured?"
Some people said excitedly: "This level of magic is already the best in the world. No, I want to record it."
His words immediately reminded many people.
However, one of the weirdest teenagers said anxiously: "Damn it, I was so excited that I forgot the lock screen password of my phone. Who knows my phone password? Please help me!"
On the stage, seeing everyone going crazy, Wang Hui squatted on the ground and stared blankly at the burning flame fonts in the air, and kept muttering: "This is impossible, this is impossible, how can such a thing exist?"
Magic, it’s a lie, I don’t believe it.”
When I said this, I couldn't bear it anymore and cried.
Only now did he understand what Yang Tian meant by those words.
"Why are you so cruel to yourself?" (To be continued)
