() One night, Yan Lan spent another night in meditation. Over the years, he had long been accustomed to treating meditation as a rest.

In the early morning of the next day, while Yan Lan was still meditating, soft footsteps could be heard outside the door. When Yan Lan heard the sound, a faint sly smile appeared on her lips.

At this moment, a slim girl in pink clothes was tiptoeing towards the house where Yan Lan was. The girl had cloud-like hair and a curvy figure. She was none other than fifteen-year-old Yan Lingyu.

Yan Lingyu's cultivation has reached the first level of the Yuan Dan stage, and she has unique talents. However, compared to Yan Lan, who has reached the middle stage of the Yuan Dan stage at the age of thirteen, there is still a gap in strength.

Yan Lingyu tried her best to restrain her breath and moved towards Yan Lan's door step by step.

"Sister Ling Yu, you are really unyielding!" Yan Lan opened her eyes, showing a deep smile, and then she moved and disappeared into the house.

"Hmph, this pig head probably fought too hard yesterday and is still sleeping now. I finally got a chance to catch him." Yan Lingyu smiled, moved her jade hand lightly, took out the stone pen she carried with her, and pointed at

Stretch out on the door.

"Ah..." When Yan Lingyu's hand was about to touch the door panel, a hand suddenly rested on her shoulder, and she couldn't help but scream.

"Sister Ling Yu, let's draw the pig head again!" Yan Lan retracted her right hand, then held the back of her head with both hands and said with a raised brow.

"You pighead, when did you run up behind me? The genius Meng Mengliang, you want to scare me to death!" Yan Lingyu pouted and said dissatisfied.

Yan Lan's eyes widened, and she felt dumbfounded. She said speechlessly: "You have already painted hundreds of pig heads on my front door, and there is still so much clean space left. You have to leave a blank space for me to open the door."

Yan Lingyu covered her mouth with a smile, curled her lips and said, "That's not because you are not good at learning. I used to draw pig heads every now and then. If you could notice, how could I have the chance to draw so many!"

Yan Lan couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Sister Ling Yu, you are two years older than me, and your cultivation is two years earlier than mine. Even if I started practicing as soon as I came out of my mother's womb, I still wouldn't be able to catch up with your cultivation in one step!"

Yan Lingyu raised her eyebrows, but then she pouted dissatisfiedly and said with a bitter face: "You are too offensive. Since you were eight years old, I have never been able to draw a pig's head on your door.

No matter how hard I control my breath, I can still detect it. You are really practicing at an abnormal speed. Tell me, what level of cultivation have you reached?"

Yan Lan felt Yan Lingyu's breath coming towards her, and a chill rose from her feet. Yan Lingyu had been a weirdo since she was a child, and he was often teased by her when he was young. Even though he later surpassed her in cultivation,

It is also difficult to avoid being cheated.

In addition, within the family, among people of the same age, the level of cultivation is treated as a secret. After all, if they know each other well, it will be like real people showing their faces, and there will be no mystery at all. The level of cultivation among people of the same age

The gap is not big, and they deliberately conceal each other, so no one can see who's cultivation level.

Looking at Yan Lingyu's eyes that seemed to be able to peer into the heart, Yan Lan quickly took two steps back and said with a smile: "Hey, my main energy is on practicing martial arts. Sister Lingyu mainly practices spiritual arts. If we really fight,

, I may not be your opponent."

"Huh, that's a compliment!" Yan Lingyu raised her eyebrows and smiled, quite satisfied. Although she didn't know if she could beat Yan Lan, his words made her feel a lot better.

Yan Lan secretly despised Yan Lingyu, then coughed slightly and said: "Sister Ling Yu came so early, she won't just draw pig heads!"

Yan Lingyu patted Yan Lan's head, who was as tall as her, and said in a mature manner: "Brother Lan'er is not only getting better and better, he is also getting smarter. I, I have nothing else to do, come here

Let’s learn from each other’s strengths!”

"Learn from each other's strengths to make up for each other's weaknesses? What do you mean?" Yan Lan suddenly took half a step back and became wary instinctively. No one could tell what kind of prank this harmless girl in front of her would play.

"Hey, look at your potential, why are you so nervous? I won't eat you." Yan Lingyu rolled her eyes and continued, "You are better at practicing martial arts than me, and I am better at practicing spiritual arts than you, so why not give me guidance?"

You practice the spiritual arts, and you guide me in practicing the martial arts, so that we can both make progress."

"Oh?" Yan Lan blinked and carefully examined Yan Lingyu's expression, still feeling a little uneasy.

Seeing Yan Lan's expression, Yan Lingyu couldn't help but glared angrily, raised her voice a few points and said: "Zhutou, I'm telling you something serious!"

Immediately, Yan Lingyu folded her hands in front of her chest and showed off her maturity: "Although, you and I don't expect to win the first place this year, or even get the weapon of the king. However, we must at least be among the top eight. Before

All eight people can receive family magic weapons as gifts, and have family elders personally guide their practice, which is of great benefit to their practice. However, I have participated in the competition since I was thirteen years old, and for two consecutive years, I was blocked from the eight.

Once, you have to be in the top eight no matter what. Otherwise, after you are seventeen years old, you will not be eligible to participate in the family competition."

"Oh." Yan Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked doubtfully, "Sister Ling Yu, you can't even get into the top eight, are those senior brothers and sisters so powerful?"

Yan Lingyu glanced at Yan Lan angrily and said calmly: "Do you think that among your boys' training group, the one who holds on to the black iron stone until the end is the strongest?"

"What does this mean?" Yan Lan looked confused.

"So, you are still too naive, little brother. Do you know what is scheming, what is hiding, what is low-key? Some senior brothers who have thrown down the black iron stone earlier than you, how do you know that they are really

Has it reached its limit?"

Yan Lan was shocked and suddenly realized: "It's true, why didn't I consider this issue?"

"Because you love to show off!" Yan Lingyu gave Yan Lan another look.

Yan Lan rubbed her head sheepishly and said, "Hey, I really enjoy the feeling of being noticed..."

Yan Lingyu stretched out her jade hand, flicked Yan Lan's forehead, and said: "The annual family competition is the best place to enjoy the spotlight. But, every year, there are many people who are like dazzling stars during training.

, the result was a formal competition, but it ended in disgrace, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand!" For Yan Lingyu, who always liked to treat her as a follower, Yan Lan could only nod and bow. Otherwise, with his simple nature, he might be led into the vagina again by her if he was not careful.

Touching her nose, Yan Lan asked doubtfully: "Sister Ling Yu, does she know which brothers are stronger?"

Yan Lingyu smiled proudly and continued: "Of course I know. You know that senior brother Lingshan, he is sixteen years old, and it goes without saying that he is very powerful, but I think that with his strength, he can at most be in the top three."

"Top three?" Yan Lan's mind was shaken. In his opinion, Yan Lingshan was the strongest person in the thirteen to seventeen year old group, and he had always regarded him as his strongest competitor. Unexpectedly,

There are stronger people hiding among them. When I first heard this news, I was really surprised.

"Well. Among the people participating in the family competition this time, in your male category, besides Yan Lingshan, the outstanding ones should be the seventeen-year-old Yan Lingyi and the sixteen-year-old Yan Lingrui; we females

Among the groups, the most powerful person is undoubtedly Senior Sister Yan Linglong. A conservative estimate is that their strength is at the late Yuan Dan stage or at its peak." Yan Lingyu said solemnly.

"But, I saw that in their previous competitions, their results were not outstanding. They only made it into the top eight every time!" Yan Lan said doubtfully.

Yan Lingyu's eyes moved and she said with a smile: "That's because there is a Yan Lingtian who is one or two years older than them."

"Brother Ling Tian!" Yan Lan was stunned, "That's the one who has occupied the King's Weapon for three years since he was fifteen years old, and is now the holder of the King's Weapon!"

"Yes, Yan Lingtian's talent is too terrifying, so he participated in the competition. Yan Lingyi and Yan Lingrui were one to two years younger than him respectively, so naturally they were no match for him, so they had to endure it and pretend to be low-key.

, wait until Yan Lingtian passes the age to participate in the competition, and then he will surprise him and win the King's Weapon in one fell swoop!" Yan Lingyu said, shaking her head.

"How do you know this?"

"Because we girls love gossip. Now you finally know the benefits of gossip!"

"Let's go practice!" Yan Lan pondered for a moment, then took Yan Lingyu's arm and walked towards the nearest martial arts field.

Although Yan Lan's cultivation does not require Yan Lingyu's guidance at all, he feels a pressure that urges him to practice quickly. However, he and Yan Lingyu have made love, and now she tells him this information from the bottom of her heart.

It would be a good thing if he could help Yan Lingyu get into the top eight.

Seeing Yan Lan, who had always been slow and steady, looking so anxious, Yan Lingyu glanced at Yan Lan's silhouette and muttered: "This kid is a little weird. Is it possible that he wants to defeat those fellow apprentices and compete for it?"

The weapon of kings?"

"Why do you have such a strange idea?" Yan Lingyu shook her head subconsciously. Winning the King's Weapon for the first time in the competition at the age of thirteen is something that has never happened in the history of the Yan family.
Chapter completed!