() The Yan family is located on the Sky Continent. The Sky Continent is located above the earth, suspended in a mysterious space. Legend has it that this mysterious space was opened by the ancestors of many families in ancient times, and it is called

It is the "corner of the sky". Due to the mysterious restrictions and blockades in the space, when you look up from the earth, it seems like nothingness. As for why these tribesmen want to hide in it to survive, there are many legends circulating!

The size of Tianlu is more than thousands of miles in radius. Between the mountains in the east of Tianlu, there is a group of ancient buildings with a radius of several thousand feet. Between the buildings, there are towering ancient trees, flowers and plants of various colors, and spiritual birds flying from time to time.

The mist is lingering, making it look like a fairyland. This is the territory of the Yan clan. However, although the scenery is beautiful, it cannot conceal the family's gradual decline. Today, the Yan clan has been reduced to a second-rate force in the world.

It was late at night, and everything was silent. In a small house on the edge of the east area of ​​the Yan family, Yan Lan sat cross-legged, calming her mind, and she had clearly entered the state of selfless cultivation.

At this moment, countless tribesmen have fallen asleep. Yan Lan, in the past ten years, sleep has been a luxurious enjoyment for him. Countless nights, when others are resting in sweet dreams, he has given up rest.

, a man who practiced hard in silence. The reason why he is able to achieve what he has today is not only due to his talent and some opportunities, but also related to his unparalleled diligence.

At this time, on Yan Lan's chest, an inconspicuous golden pendant was faintly emitting a golden light. From the chest, along the meridians of the body, it spread throughout the body. Yan Lan was enveloped in a golden light.

Among them, he seemed not to notice it at all, and was still wandering around, forgetting both things and myself.

Yan Lan's father, Yan Li, appeared quietly in front of Yan Lan's window like a ghost at this moment. With his hands behind his back, he quietly stared at Yan Lan who was meditating in the room, with a slight smile on his lips.

After standing quietly for a moment, he turned and left.

"Lan'er, the small sky and land cannot trap you for long. The vast world is the stage for you to gallop! You will definitely become a peak powerhouse. This is your destiny..." Full of profound meaning

The words floated out faintly from Yan Li's mouth and disappeared in an instant, leaving no one to hear. But what is fate, it is unclear.

…

Yan Lan practiced until noon the next day. After finishing her preparations, she rushed to the family training ground.

Yan Muxiong stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the more than fifty teenagers in front of him, and shouted: "Today, we will mainly conduct one-on-one training. Each of you will choose your opponent. Remember, the competition will stop at the end. The important thing is to understand the fighting skills.

Be familiar with the application of the exercises.”

"Yanlan, hehe!"

As soon as Yan Muxiong finished speaking, Yan Lan heard someone calling him. The voice was very familiar. Without looking, it must be Yan Linghe.

"Are you looking for me as your opponent again?" A smile appeared on Yan Lan's lips. Ever since he showed amazing talent in weight-bearing training, Yan Linghe would find him as his opponent every time they competed in training.

Looking at Yan Linghe's fiery gaze, Yan Lan's heart was filled with fighting spirit. Without saying a word, she waved her fist, gave Yan Linghe a provocative look, and walked towards an empty space on the training ground.

go.

"This kid is obviously eloquent and scheming, but he still acts like he doesn't like to talk. Hey, let's see how I can extinguish your arrogance..." Yan Linghe muttered a few words of dissatisfaction in his heart and clenched his fists.

Then he followed Yan Lan and walked over.

Thirteen-year-old Yan Lan and fourteen-year-old Yan Linghe stood facing each other. There was a hint of provocation and youthful arrogance in each other's eyes.

Yan Muxiong glanced at the entire audience, and then cast his gaze on Yan Lan and the two of them. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at the rising momentum of the two in amusement.

Around the training square, many tribesmen walked out of the shade of the cool trees and stepped into the venue to watch their children's competitions at close range, or to pay attention to those outstanding teenagers.

The tribesmen beside Yan Lan and Yan Linghe also gathered in a group. It seemed that although many tribesmen did not have a good impression of Yan Lan, they were quite concerned about his strength.

Yan Lan stood with her hands behind her hands, her childish face, and her smile full of confidence. Although she still looked like a teenager, she deliberately acted like an adult in her movements.

"Come on, brother Linghe, let me see how much progress you have made in the past ten days." Yan Lan waved his hand, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he said to Yan Linghe. Suddenly, there was a feeling of fighting all over his body.

The momentum then burst out.

"Pfft..." On the edge of the training field, several onlookers couldn't help laughing.

"This kid Yan Lan really has the aura of an adult!"

Although some people in the clan dislike Yan Lan, there are still many clan members who like him for his amazing perseverance and talent.

When Yan Linghe heard this, he felt a strong coercion coming over him. He raised his brows, touched his nose, and said dissatisfiedly: "You kid, after all, I am one year older than you. You have to respect your elders, okay?

The condescending tone really made me uncomfortable."

"Don't feel comfortable, let's win first." Yan Lan grinned, spread her legs, clenched her fists, her spiritual energy surged, and her whole body's aura increased a bit.

"Huh? Yan Lan's cultivation seems to have improved a lot. This kid is really a freak." Yan Linghe felt that the aura on Yan Lan was stronger than when they competed ten days ago.

, was speechless for a moment, then his face became solemn, and he thought, "I have practiced hard since I was a child, and my cultivation has reached the early stage of Yuan Dan, the first level. I don't believe that I am still worse than you."

According to legend, the realm of cultivation is divided into nine levels, which were determined by those with great supernatural powers in ancient times. It has been passed down for an unknown number of years. The first level is the Wentian Beginning Realm, which is divided into three stages: Juyuan, Yuandan, and Hualan. However,

Before the first level, there are still steps such as Qi training, Qi control, and Qi condensation. It may be because they are too basic and difficult to penetrate the eyes of those with great supernatural powers, so they are not included in the first level.

Yan Linghe is only fourteen years old. He can be regarded as a genius for being able to practice to the early stage of Yuan Dan. Because among the fourteen-year-old boys in the family, fifty-six out of ten are still in the stage of Qi training and Qi control, and have not even entered the first level.

; One-tenth of them practice to the Yuan Ju stage; but those who successfully condense the Yuan Dan are only one in a hundred.

Yan Lan stared at Yan Linghe without any movement, and suddenly felt a strong momentum coming towards Yan Linghe. He smiled faintly and refused to admit defeat to compete with Yan Linghe in terms of momentum.

The two strong men faced each other, and the young men within one or two feet of them all felt some pressure, and then ran away quickly, away from their auras.

The midday sun was a bit fierce, shining so hard that the towering ancient trees drooped their heads, but it could not stop the young people's passionate passion at all.

"Look at the fist." Yan Lan shouted loudly, and stepped out angrily. On his right fist, a clear light flashed, the spirit energy surged, and the ferocious fist struck towards Yan Linghe like a rabbit out of nowhere.

"You brat, are you still afraid of me?" Yan Linghe raised his brows and clenched his fist suddenly. His spirit energy immediately gathered in his right hand. He bit his teeth and faced Yan Lan's fist with an awe-inspiring expression.

"Bang..."

There was a muffled sound, and the two fists collided fiercely. The exploding spirit energy blew the clothes of the two men loudly. At the same time, the two men each took three steps back.

"With this punch, Yan Lan can actually be evenly matched with Ling He. It seems that Yan Lan's strength has improved a lot!" The tribesmen on the side praised Yan Lan and touched his palms.

"However, Ling He obviously still has reservations. It's not surprising that Yan Lan can take over." A tribesman obviously couldn't listen to others praising Yan Lan.

"Yan Lan doesn't seem to be using all his strength!" Another tribesman said.

"The current victory or defeat is just a small fight. It is impossible for them to show all their strength. The family competition in a month's time will be the time to witness the real chapter."

"..."

Yan Lan listened to the comments of the tribesmen on the sidelines and smiled helplessly. He and Yan Linghe had just warmed up, but unexpectedly the tribesmen on the sidelines started to argue heatedly.

After calming down, Yan Lan raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Brother Linghe's fists don't seem to be much harder than before."

"You kid, I've rarely seen you so glib before. Don't get carried away just because you've wiped out the family record. You're still young in front of me." Yan Linghe curled his lips and said angrily, "This is just for you.

After adding some appetizers, I will serve a feast for you to enjoy."

Yan Linghe chuckled, turned his fist into a palm, and rushed towards Yan Lan.

Before his palm even reached, Yan Lan felt the pressure of the palm wind. With a slight shout, he waved his fists and rushed towards Yanling River without any fear.

Yan Linghe then turned his palm into a knife and cut straight into the weak point of Yan Lan's neck.

Yan Lan's body swayed, and he felt a blade condensed with spiritual energy passing by his neck. He raised the corner of his mouth, took advantage of the situation and leaned his body sideways. His right fist came out of the abyss like a dragon, striking straight into Yan Linghe's abdomen.

"This stinky brat is really too much trouble." Yan Linghe spat lowly. Yan Lan was obviously using offense as defense. The Lingyuan Blade at his neck could only be avoided but was not resolved. Instead, he tried to win in danger and came out.

Beyond his expectation.

However, Yan Lan's move won praise from some tribesmen: "Even in a crisis, Yan Lan still chose to attack instead of defend, so that Ling He did not dare to take advantage of the situation to attack again. This child is not only extremely talented, but also has a strong mind.

It’s also a bit higher than people of the same age.”
Chapter completed!