Xiao Li Had Gone Overboard
Eikabod Royce's trump card wasn't the triangle he held in his hand, nor the mysterious, uncanny incantations, and it had nothing to do with the phone in his pocket playing soft music.
It was his pair of extraordinarily gifted eyes, the renowned "Demon Eyes" of the American hypnosis scene—an uncanny gaze capable of ensnaring the soul.
The moment Li Bai stepped onto the stage, Eikabod had secretly activated his talent.
As an old Chinese saying went, "It is impolite not to return a favor."
After the "welcome" he'd received at breakfast in the buffet restaurant, this was the perfect chance to get even. He also felt a competitive urge to test his skills against this unusual young man.
People skilled in hypnosis were often somewhat resistant to it. At times like these, it came down to who had the better trick up his sleeve.
Just as Professor Eikabod had hoped, Li Bai's body was completely relaxed and off guard.
After a series of suggestions, the top American hypnosis master was finally certain that his opponent had fallen under his spell.
Perfect!
When he said the word "float," Li Bai's feet suddenly slipped.
Everyone in the audience opened their eyes wide in unison. They weren't seeing things—they had clearly witnessed the strange change happening to Li Bai.
Was this a hypnosis demonstration or a magic show? The distinction between the two wasn't always all that clear.
But no one thought this American hypnosis master was using magic to fool them.
Ever since he'd given the foreign guest of honor, Professor Eikabod Royce, a "welcome" at the buffet restaurant that morning, this newly minted young hypnosis master seemed to have gotten a little carried away.
Physically speaking, he really had floated away.
His whole body tilted for