() After strict review by Yan Muxiong and Yan Muluan, the list of thirty-two teenagers participating in the competition was released. Among them, only one was Yan Lan who was thirteen years old, and two were fourteen years old, namely Yan Ling.

He and Yan Lingyuan. Yan Lingyuan's results in the lottery competition were at the bottom among the thirty-two people. Most of the contestants were concentrated in the age of sixteen or seventeen. It can be seen that in the teenage years, age does greatly affect cultivation.

for.

However, among the thirty-two people, even Yan Lingyuan, who has the shallowest sex mark, is three inches deep. This shows that none of the thirty-two people are mediocre. But among the thirty-two people, the ratio of men to women is

There is a serious imbalance, there are only four women.

In fact, the competition has been like this every year, and the clan members are not surprised. After all, the family's training for girls is not as harsh as it is for boys. It is amazing that four women can be shortlisted for the top 32. Because there have been many years, but

There have been cases where no woman has entered the top thirty-two.

Yan Lan glanced slightly at the people who had qualified for the martial arts test. With his strong soul power, he carefully felt the fluctuations of their power. He frowned slightly and said in deep thought: "Most of these thirty-one people are in the late or even peak stages of Juyuan."

There should be less than half of those who have entered the Yuan Dan stage. Most of their souls are in the second level of the human realm. There are only a few people who have entered the third level. Among them, the most powerful ones should be those four or five people. I actually

The fluctuations in their strength cannot be detected, it seems to be hidden very deeply."

After pondering for a moment, Yan Lan weighed the strength of the four or five people. He couldn't think of the reason, so he had to raise his head and look around. He saw the other unsuccessful disciples sitting down on the sidelines. In the center of the venue, only the remaining

They killed thirty-two young people.

As the protagonists of today's competition, the eyes of the tribe are naturally focused on them. At the same time, there are many whispers. It is obvious that everyone is interested in who can enter the top eight, the top four, the top two, and the final third.

One person is hotly debated.

Afterwards, under the supervision of Yan Mufeng and several other second-generation core tribesmen, a lottery ceremony was held.

There are two kinds of bamboo sticks, black and white, each of which is sixteen, and the numbers from one to sixteen are engraved on them. The bamboo sticks are all placed in a stone box that can isolate the spiritual sense. In the end, the person who draws the black and white lottery with the same number will win.

A competition was held. After a rigorous drawing of lots, each of the thirty-two people had a bamboo stick.

"Brother Xiaolan, what's your lottery number?" Yan Lingyu appeared from behind Yan Lan with a smile on her face again.

"Here, look, the white lottery is No. 9." Yan Lan's face was solemn, and her eyes kept wandering, looking for the person who won the black No. 9 lottery.

"Huh, it's so close. It's just a little bit close. Fortunately, we met without having to compete in the first round." Yan Lingyu patted her budding chest, breathed a sigh of relief happily, and then showed off her black

se lottery number eight.

When Yan Lan heard this, he also smiled happily. He didn't want to meet Yan Lingyu in the first round.

"Please draw the white and black team members, arrange them in two rows in order of serial number, and stand facing each other, so that you can see your opponents clearly." Yan Muxiong shouted, with great majesty. Those who have always been Yan Muxiong

The members of Xiong Yanxun suddenly moved around, and within a moment, they formed two neat rows.

Yan Lan took a closer look and was slightly startled. The person facing her was none other than Yan Lingyuan.

Yan Lingyuan was seen looking at Yan Lan with a bitter look on his face, obviously lamenting how his fate could be so good, to meet the most dazzling genius of the family in the first round.

Yan Lan smiled slightly, then scanned the crowd, but found that strong players such as Yan Lingyi, Yan Lingshan, Yan Lingrui, and Yan Linglong did not meet each other in the first round.

"Huh? Is this a coincidence?" Yan Lan was suddenly a little stunned, then turned his head and looked at the high platform in the distance. The patriarch Yan Yaoji and many elders were calm and composed, with a subtle smile hidden in their expressions.

Yan Yaoji immediately noticed Yan Lan's gaze, his old face was full of smile, and he gave Yan Lan an encouraging hint.

Yan Lan immediately smiled suddenly and thought to himself: "This drawing of lots seems fair, but secretly, those old guys must have tampered with it! But this doesn't seem to be unfair. After all, the order is just a matter of luck.

Strength is the foundation of everything.”

Yan Lan clenched her fists, and the fighting spirit in her chest began to surge.

The training field with a radius of more than 100 feet is divided into eight square areas, each of which is 20 feet in size. In each competition area, a master of the family's generation stands to judge the results and adjust accidents.

Yan Mufeng stood on the high platform and shouted loudly: "The rules of the family competition remain the same. In the end, the first place will have to compete with the previous owner of the King's Weapon to finally determine whether he is qualified to possess the King's Weapon. Therefore.

, you will face several tests before you can reach the finish line. Of course, the benefits gained by those who reach the finish line are absolutely unparalleled. However, since it is a competition, it is not the same as fighting. Since you must go all out, everyone must go all out.

Show your abilities, but also control them freely, until you click them. Please remember, you are not allowed to use swords and magic weapons, you are not allowed to use hidden weapons, you are not allowed to verbally abuse, and you are not allowed to seriously injure yourself, do you understand?"

"Understood!" shouted the thirty-two team members.

On the high platform, when Yan Muxiong mentioned the owner of the King's Weapon, Yan Lingtian's arrogant expression became even more intense. In his eyes, he looked at the thirty-two young people like children, releasing a strong disdain.

Meaning.

The eyes of many clan members also fell on Yan Lingtian, and their eyes were full of surprise. Yan Lingtian, the most outstanding genius in this family in recent decades, has occupied the King's Weapon for three consecutive years, with strength and talent.

, are all terrifying.

"With Yan Lingtian's strength, even the many elders of the Mu generation in the family are no match for him!" Many clan members secretly exclaimed.

Yan Lan raised her head and looked at the arrogant Yan Lingtian. The perseverance in her eyes was even stronger. If she wanted to obtain the weapon of the king, she would inevitably run into Yan Lingtian in the end.

"Then, let's officially begin!" Yan Mufeng waved his sleeves and shouted passionately. The corners of his eyes, however, paused on Yan Lingshan for a few times without leaving any trace, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

In an instant, the clansmen who were stirring slightly suddenly became silent like the sea stopped. Everyone stared at each other, not even daring to breathe hard. Especially those clansmen whose children were going to participate in the competition, their palms were shaking.

Sweating, his eyes widened.

"Please invite Black and White No. 1 to No. 8 to come to the competition venue No. 1 to No. 8 respectively." Yan Muxiong climbed onto a high platform and said in a condescending voice.

Yan Muluan stood quietly on the side of the high platform, her beautiful eyes resting on Yan Linglong for a moment, and thought to herself: "Long'er, this time you have to show them that our women are not as weak as the tribesmen imagine.

!”

Her eyebrows relaxed slightly, the corner of her mouth raised slightly, and Yan Muluan exuded an icy air. Women, especially in terms of force, have never been valued by the family. Back then, Yan Muluan relied on her

With a sense of arrogance and constant practice, she managed to break into the top four, causing an uproar in the clan. However, in the decades since her, no woman has been able to break through to the top four, and her best ranking was only in the top eight.

That's all.

Later, Yan Muluan turned his attention to Yan Lan. Ever since Yan Lan became famous in the First World War with Situ Zhaonan and survived the thunderstorm, this slender and delicate young man seemed to be filled with a different kind of energy.

The smell makes it difficult for others to take their eyes away from him.

"Little guy, let's have a good competition! Maybe, this time, you will create incredible results again!" Yan Muluan opened his teeth slightly, but did not say these words out loud, but he was speaking from his heart.

Yan Lan stood quietly on the side of the field. He was number nine, and it was not his turn yet in the first round of competition. At this moment, a beautiful figure passed in front of him.

Yan Lan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't be more familiar with that familiar look. It was Yan Lingyu. Yan Lingyu was staring at him with a smile on her face. Even though she walked past him, she still turned around, beautiful

Eyes looking forward.

Yan Lan touched her face and asked doubtfully: "Sister Ling Yu, are you okay?"

Yan Lingyu pouted, then turned back and punched Yan Lan on the shoulder. She gritted her teeth and said: "Damn pig head, I'm going to compete, how dare you not even say a word of encouragement?"

explain?"

"Ah!" Yan Lan immediately slapped his forehead and understood Yan Lingyu's intention. He had been thinking about the possible characters in the top 16 and the possible battles between them, but he ignored this matter for a while, and then had to accompany

She bent down and said with a smile: "Sister Ling Yu, the top eight will definitely not be able to outrun you, come on!"

"Well, you are so good!" Yan Lingyu seemed to be extremely satisfied. She turned around, twisted her waist like a water snake, and quickly ran towards the No. 8 venue.

"This sister!" Yan Lan took a deep breath, "I believe that with the help of the Pure Soul Fruit, Sister Ling Yu's soul realm will be upgraded to the third level of the human realm, and she will be even more powerful! Even among the strong men in the family who are sixteen or seventeen years old, the soul realm can

Those who have reached the third level of the Human Realm may only have five fingers."

After dismissing Yan Lingyu, Yan Lan just stared at the figures on the competition ground again. Among these sixteen people, there were two that he recognized as strong ones, one was Yan Lingrui and the other was Yan Lingshan.

"What results will these two achieve in the first round?" Yan Lan's eyes suddenly tightened, and her eyes were firmly locked on the two.
Chapter completed!