But Ziyuan used all her energy and energy to hold the tea table. If she wanted to calmly perform the tea art, it was difficult for people. She immediately sent a message to Li Yundong for help: "Li Yundong, this table was really moved by people, and it would tilt with a little strength. You are really strong. Hold this table every other space, so I can play well."

Li Yundong didn't know how to communicate. Without saying a word, he immediately held up the table several meters away.

As soon as Li Yundong's powerful and vigorous Yuanyang genuine Qi came, Ziyuan immediately felt relieved. She breathed a sigh of relief, took back her true yuan and began to concentrate on performing the tea art.

Zheng Youming, who was under the stage, saw that the tea table of Ziyuan was placed on the tea table as stable as Mount Tai. He immediately widened his eyes and looked at the host immediately. The host also looked stunned and innocently made a gesture to indicate that he had indeed done it.

Only Zhong Qingsong, who was next to Zheng Youming, saw the clue. He smiled and walked towards Li Yundong. When he came to Li Yundong, he secretly lucky, slapped Li Yundong with one palm and said, "immortal Li, shake your hand?"

Li Yundong was surprised and had to withdraw Zhenyuan secretly. He turned back and patted each other's palm. With a slap, the two palms held each other's palm and immediately solidified in place like a stone statue.

At this time, the tea table lost the support of Li Yundong Zhenyuan. The tea table suddenly tilted. The asters were quick in eyes and hands. Immediately, the Zhenyuan gushed out of the body, held the tea table, and sent a message to Ruan Hongling: "Hongling, help, come on!"

Ruan Hongling saw Zhong Qingsong coming to Li Yundong for trouble. She immediately bit her silver teeth. Zhenyuan gushed out of her body and held the tea table. But her Zhenyuan was not strong enough. She couldn't hold it a few meters away. Su Chan on the side saw something bad and couldn't care if she didn't deal with Ruan Hongling. She immediately drove Zhenyuan in her body to help. The two worked together to hold the table.

The dark battle on and off the stage was only in the blink of an eye. The surrounding audience didn't even notice anything strange, even if they were staring at the camera on the tea table. Only Lin Xueqing saw that Li Yundong and her master were secretly competing with each other. She frowned and walked over to separate them.

But when Li Yundong saw her coming, he thought Lin Xueqing also wanted to take advantage of the fire. He was angry, snorted coldly, and patted Lin Xueqing with his other hand.

Lin Xueqing was surprised and immediately slapped back. Li Yundong turned his wrist, and his five fingers firmly clasped the other party's wrist. Lin Xueqing showed no weakness. His wrist also turned over. His five fingers were like a steel cable on Li Yundong's wrist. For a time, Li Yundong dragged Lin Xueqing and Zhong Qingsong with one person's strength.

Zhong Qingsong saw that when Li Yundong was trying his best to compete with himself for real yuan, he still had spare power to open another war and pulled Lin Xueqing in. He was surprised and shocked.

Lin Xueqing is also secretly shocked in her heart, but she is not satisfied. She tries her best to drive the pure Yin vitality in her body and the pure Yang vitality of Zhong Qingsong to attack Li Yundong from left to right.