() Suddenly, a sound of shouts and curses mixed with dissatisfaction came from far and near.

"You juniors dare to stop me. Even if your clan leader Yan Yaoji is here, you still have to politely offer me a cup of tea... Get out of my way. I'm in a good mood today and won't argue with you...

"

As soon as the voice came, there was a stream of light. Suddenly, a strong pressure filled the entire training ground. Many disciples of the Yan family with low cultivation levels suddenly turned pale and their bodies were unstable.

What followed was three masters from the Mu generation of the Yan family. The three men instantly surrounded the mysterious figure, all with angry and helpless looks on their faces.

Yan Lan's soul also trembled slightly before he calmed down. He took a closer look and saw that the person coming was an old man with a long black beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes. On the old man's shoulders, there was actually a young man riding on his shoulders.

"Isn't this Situ Hengkong, the second elder of the Situ family? He came here in such a hurry, is he going to challenge him again? What a stalker..." Yan Lan sighed. Although Situ Hengkong didn't

He knew him, but when he was young, he saw this old guy twice. Each time he came in such a hurry, and the purpose of each visit was to provoke a contest.

The Yan family and the Situ family are both well-known families in the corner of the world. The two families are not far apart and have been fighting openly and secretly for a long time. Each one wants to suppress the other. Although the younger generation of the Yan family has many talents, there have been many conflicts over the years.

In competitions, we always lose more and win less.

"No wonder this old guy is so excited. The feeling of putting my Yan family down will bring him so much pleasure!" Yan Lan curled her lips. These things have been mentioned in the family's admonitions many times.

He had already heard about it in detail.

Shaking her head helplessly, Yan Lan turned her attention to the young man on Situ Hengkong's shoulder. Needless to say, this young man must be the protagonist of this competition.

I saw that the young man had a cold and determined face that was not in line with his age, with light eyebrows and bright eyes, and he was quite handsome. Although it was quite strange to look like a young man, riding on Situ Hengkong's shoulders, but in the face of many gazes, his expression

se is calm and composed, without any sense of discomfort, which shows that his mind is excellent.

Yan Lan's pupils tightened. This young man was very interested in him. The outstanding Yan Lan naturally had a sense of arrogance. Faced with such an outstanding peer, his heart suddenly felt...

Beating with a hint of fanatical fighting spirit.

"Haha, I send people to stop me every time. It's not like I don't know the purpose of my coming. Why do I mobilize so many people? Huh? Those old immortals from the Yan family, I came, but no one came out to greet me. It's really big

What an air!" Situ Hengkong shook his sleeves dissatisfied, and his rough voice echoed throughout the training ground.

Yan Muxiong frowned, took a few steps forward, and gave a brief salute: "The elders of our clan are all in seclusion and practicing hard, and Senior Situ didn't even say hello. The sudden visit to our clan is really unexpected. I didn't know that Senior Situ would come here this time.

, any advice?”

After all, Situ Hengkong is a well-known elder of the Situ family, and everyone knows that he is powerful. Although he probably already knows the purpose of his coming, Yan Muxiong still chooses to suppress his resentment. The visitor is a guest, and he must be courteous.

"Quack", Situ Hengkong laughed strangely and touched the young man on his shoulder with his palm proudly, "This is my grandson, Situ Zhaonan, who is thirteen years old and is the most dazzling young man in our Situ family at the moment. This is

Naturally, I came here to experience the style of the younger generation of the Yan tribe. Hehe, I wonder if the Yan tribe will produce one or two talents that will amaze me in the next few years."

Situ Hengkong's aloofness was palpable, and his sharp eyes scanned the Yan family's children on the training field like a falcon. After scanning, he didn't seem to find anything surprising, and his feeling of pride immediately became stronger.

The young men of the Yan family suddenly felt like they were being stripped naked in front of the public. They knew that this was caused by Situ Hengkong forcibly spying on their cultivation realm. Many of the outstanding ones immediately used their spiritual energy to cover up their Dantian.

So as not to let one’s strength be revealed.

Yan Lan's soul was keenly aware of Situ Hengkong's wanton behavior, and immediately secretly ran the Hongming Jue all over his body. In the dantian, the Yuan Dan was hidden, and it turned into chaos.

At this time, many tribesmen watching the training gathered around the training ground with unkind expressions.

"This old man is still so wild. Does he really regard our Yan family as a place for him to have fun?"

"I have to say that over the years, the younger generation of our clan has indeed become less talented than the Situ family."

"I wonder how strong this old man is with a young man on his shoulders?"

"..."

The onlookers didn't say anything, but they had to think about these doubts in their hearts.

Yan Muxiong looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Senior Situ, in half a year, the triennial martial arts test ceremony will be held in the corner of the sky. You must know that there are many powerful families in the corner of the sky. Between you and me,

Since both tribes failed to rank at the top, why not let the young men from the two tribes concentrate on training and compete in the martial arts test ceremony?"

"Hey! You only know how to cultivate and don't know actual combat. After all, you are just playing tricks. I said you are all cowardly. If no one dares to challenge you, just admit defeat. I will leave immediately and will not embarrass you." Situ Hengkong said slightly.

He held his head high and was full of pride.

Yan Muxiong's face darkened, and he respected Situ Hengkong as his senior, so he was polite. However, if he tolerated blindly, it seemed that he was weak. He immediately flicked his sleeves, stood proudly, and said: "Since Senior Situ is so interested, I will

To give in would seem to be a slight to the distinguished guest."

After saying this, Yan Muxiong glanced at Situ Zhaonan, turned around and shouted: "You guys, who is willing to come out and compete with the genius of the Situ family?"

"I'll do it." Before Yan Muxiong could finish speaking, a thick figure rushed out of the crowd. When everyone saw, that person was Yan Lingshan.

"If I don't show you some color, you really think that my Yan family is weak." Yan Lingshan's fists crackled with a provocative smile on his face.

Situ Hengkong's eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled: "A sixteen-year-old strong man versus a thirteen-year-old Zhaonan, this is really an interesting duel. Zhaonan, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, I won't lose!" Situ Zhaonan's voice was low.

Although the voice was low, many tribesmen could still vaguely hear it, and the sound of discussion suddenly started boiling like water boiling in a pot.

"You have such a loud tone, and you don't have to worry about flashing your tongue when you talk big!"

"Is it possible that the Situ family's victories over the years have made even little kids ignorant of the heights of the world?"

"Yan Lingshan is one of the strongest young men in our clan. If Situ Zhaonan dares to say this, is he really a bit unsure?"

"Lingshan, blow out that guy's front teeth!"

"..."

Anger, sarcasm, doubt, impulsiveness... lingered in the hearts of the Yan clan people.

"Let the sixteen-year-old Lingshan fight against the thirteen-year-old Zhaonan. The victory will be weak, but the loss will be even more shameful!" Yan Muxiong turned his head, glanced at the youth in the clan, and frowned slightly.

"Let me come, my age happens to be thirteen..."

A powerful voice from Shen Yi cut through the noise on the training ground. Many tribesmen heard the sound and looked around, only to see a slender figure slowly walk out, with a stubborn face, it was Yan Lan.
Chapter completed!