() "Although I have a deep foundation, due to the suppression of cultivation, my cultivation level is one point lower than his. In addition, the second-level Heavenly Sealing Palm consumes more energy. Such a confrontation will definitely be detrimental to me."

Yan Lan suddenly realized his weakness, and immediately snorted coldly. With his strong foundation, he wildly mobilized an energy that ordinary mid-level Yuan Dan cultivators could not bear, and poured it violently into his right hand. Suddenly, the vortex in his palm expanded.

With a few points, the power of twisting is increased several times.

"not good!"

Situ Zhaonan did not expect that Yan Lan would be so crazy, so he immediately mobilized a huge amount of energy and poured it violently into his right fist.

"Bang!"

Between the two hands, due to too much energy accumulation, they finally lost their balance and a violent explosion occurred.

A wave of air, like the roar of the sea, swept away in all directions.

Due to the sudden incident, many Yan family disciples were knocked off their feet before they had time to defend themselves. Even members of the clan with advanced cultivation levels needed to wave their hands to release a burst of energy to block the incoming explosive energy.

Covered by the dazzling light and surrounded by pure energy, the two figures shot away behind them.

The two figures landed at the same time. After landing, they failed to stabilize their bodies and kept retreating with their feet to cushion the rebound force of the explosion.

Seeing the two people retreating, getting closer and closer to the boundary line behind them, Situ Hengkong, Yan Muxiong, and many members of the Yan clan all took a breath and looked nervously at the members of their respective clans.

The boy was measuring the distance to the borderline.

Yan Lan only felt that at the moment of the explosion, her mind went blank. When her body landed, she woke up. This ability to wake up quickly was due to the arduous soul training.

"No, you can't go out of bounds."

Yan Lan gritted her teeth and squeezed out a little spiritual energy from her Dantian, which was on the verge of drying up. Her whole body trembled with a "bang", and her right heel stopped two inches within the boundary line.

"call……"

Many people from the Yan clan just felt relieved and let go of their hanging hearts. Sweat dripped from their palms at some point, and they seemed to be more nervous than Yan Lan who was participating in the competition.

At this moment, Situ Zhaonan also trembled all over, and stopped awkwardly three or four inches away from the boundary line. Deep in his heart, he felt a sense of fear: "If I hadn't attacked so fiercely earlier, I would have pushed that kid closer to the boundary line behind him.

Quite a few, maybe with this retreat, I will exit beyond the boundary."

Seeing that Situ Zhaonan did not withdraw from the boundary, Situ Hengkong also exhaled a filthy breath, and suddenly he thought highly of Yan Lan. After all, in the Situ family, no one under the age of fifteen can push Situ Zhaonan to this point.

Such a situation.

Although the difference between the two was not obvious in this duel, the appearance of the two changed greatly.

On Situ Zhaonan's right hand, up to most of his right chest, his clothes were completely shattered, revealing his fair skin. His hair that was originally tied up has been scattered, and his face is a little pale. He, who was originally aloof, now looks like an ordinary little beggar.

There's not much difference.

Yan Lan looked slightly better. Her complexion was slightly white, her hair was slightly messy, and her right hand and the lower half of her right chest were all turned into dust. However, there were many holes in other parts of her clothes, which were caused by Situ Zhaonan.

The body was hit by lightning energy, but the body itself was not seriously injured.

Situ Zhaonan looked at Yan Lan in surprise. It was obvious that he, who was surrounded by stars, had never thought that someone his own age could have such a powerful existence.

The girl from the Yan family on the sidelines saw Yan and Lan looking so embarrassed, but she put the issue of family honor behind her and covered her mouth with a giggle.

Yan Lan noticed the laughter of some girls from the family, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, while showing some slight contempt.

"Brother Xiaolan, when did you become so powerful?" Yan Lingyu covered her pink lips and exclaimed in disbelief. She and Yan Lan had always stayed together since they were young, but she didn't realize that his strength had reached this level.

Such a situation.

"I didn't expect that thirteen-year-old Yan Lan could actually become a big obstacle for my family to compete!" Yan Linglong's apricot eyes also flashed with strange light. The strength Yan Lan displayed at this time was already comparable to those of ten of them.

A man of six or seven years old.

At this time, Yan Muxiong noticed that Yan Lan and Situ Zhaonan had almost exhausted the spiritual energy in their dantians. He frowned, took a few steps forward, stood at the competition area and said: "Senior Situ, after a competition, the two juniors

Their talent and strength are both astonishing. Now that the situation between the two of them seems to be that they can no longer fight, it would be better to end in a draw. What do you think, senior?"

Yan Muxiong's move was not because he was afraid of losing, but after this battle, he became more aware of Yan Lan's unparalleled talent. Such a talented person needs more protection.

The fight seems inconsequential.

"If this first-class seedling is destroyed in my hands, the old guys in the family will probably drown me in their scolding saliva!" Yan Muxiong said with a bitter smile to himself.

At this moment, Situ Hengkong also had similar thoughts in his mind, but he was a little unwilling to do so. The genius of his family, whom he was proud of, came to provoke him with all his strength, but ended up with a draw. He was a little embarrassed.

"Nan'er, do you want to continue the competition?" Situ Hengkong asked softly.

Situ Zhaonan frowned, looked at Yan Lan coldly, and said: "How can we give up if the outcome is still unclear?"

Situ Hengkong nodded with satisfaction and said, "My Nan'er will continue to compete. As for you, it depends on what that kid wants."

Yan Muxiong cast his eyes on Yan Lan to seek Yan Lan's opinion.

"I can't give up until I knock that kid down!" Yan Lan said calmly, nodding slightly towards Yan Muxiong.

Yan Muxiong frowned slightly, took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, then sighed and slowly exited the competition area.

Situ Zhaonan said to Yan Lan: "Can you continue? If not, just admit defeat."

Yan Lan smiled softly and said: "Your situation seems to be no better than mine. If you want to admit defeat, then you should admit defeat."

Situ Zhaonan's expression became serious, and he quietly looked at the girl on the sidelines with his peripheral vision. After this competition, he did not get any benefits. His embarrassed appearance was due to Yan Lan, and it was even more uncomfortable.

However, in front of this group of beautiful girls, he was so embarrassed and lost the capital to show off his power. This made the young man feel very unhappy.

"Okay, since you won't shed tears without seeing the coffin, then I will help you." Situ Zhaonan said pretending to be serious.

On the sidelines, the people of the Yan clan were a little stunned. How could the two of them compete with each other if they had ten souls? Do they have to be like ordinary little brats with no cultivation, hugging and throwing each other to compete for strength?

"Are you competing with me for soul power..." Yan Lan felt a little clear in her heart. At this point, if she still wants to compete, it can only be for soul power.

Suddenly, Yan Lan's eyes became solemn. This was his first time to test his soul power in a real sense.

"Next, you have to be careful." Situ Zhaonan let out a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"My soul realm has reached the peak of the third level of the human realm. Even those in my clan who are sixteen or seventeen years old have good soul realms of the second level of the human realm. Soul power is my most powerful strength." Situ Zhaonan

His eyes revealed a confident smile.

Legend has it that soul power is divided into three realms: heaven, earth, and human beings, and each realm is divided into nine levels. The first level is the lowest and the ninth level is the highest. The cultivation of the soul is the most difficult. Every time you improve one level, the spirit needs to withstand super strong tempering. Therefore, most practitioners

, so he focused his cultivation on improving his cultivation level, while tempering his soul became weaker.

Moreover, the competition of souls is more invisible, more thrilling, and more vulnerable to injury than the battle of cultivation. If the soul is accidentally injured, it will be more difficult to recover than an injury to the body. Therefore, ordinary practitioners

, do not use soul power unless absolutely necessary.

"You can come here, but I'm not afraid of you." Yan Lan stood up with clenched fists, an aloof look unreservedly displayed on her face.

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