The next day, the sky was slightly bright, and Yan Lan couldn't wait to get up.??

I felt relieved and heard the noise coming from the central area of ​​the family from afar.

"It seems that many tribe members, like me, can't sleep!"

Yan Lan smiled and then walked towards the training square.

This day will usher in the annual event of the Yan clan. Dozens of outstanding young generations from families will fully demonstrate their talents and strengths and fight for glory.

With one foot, he gently stepped onto the training square.

Yan Lan stared at the center of the square, and countless tribes moved in shape, and high platforms were quickly built.

"Pig Head, it's here so early!"

Yan Lingyu's voice came from behind Yan Lan, and a jade hand gently patted his shoulder.

"Well, aren't you?" Yan Lan smiled faintly.

Yan Lingyu asked with his eyebrows bent, "Hehe, I will be in the top eight in this competition no matter what. Brother Xiaolan, what is your goal!"

"It's me!" Yan Lan took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became deeper, "Give all your strength..."

...

The sun was three feet high, and the east sun shone in the Yan tribe square, thousands of people sat in a row, and the noise pierced the sky and soared into the sky.

The center facing north and south is a high platform.

On the high platform, the clan leader Yan Yaoji was wearing a white robe and sat upright in the middle.

There was an old man in a yellow robe sitting next to Yan Yaoji. His beard and eyebrows were all white, but his skin was as gentle as a baby, and he was gentle and tender. The old man was named Zhou Tianfeng, who was the leader of the Zhou clan.

The Zhou tribe is a family that has been intimate with the Yan tribe throughout the ages. The internal competition of the Yan tribe is generally not made public, but it is an exception to the Zhou tribe.

Every year in family competitions, the two major families will invite each other's patriarch to go.

Of course, not every time the clan leader comes, sometimes only the elders with high reputation in the clan are sent to work on their behalf.

On the side behind Zhou Tianfeng, there was a young man sitting upright. The young man's skin was dark gold, his eyebrows were sharp, and his flickering eyes kept scanning the many disciples in the venue, from beginning to end, without saying a word.

On both sides of Yan Yaoji and Zhou Tianfeng, there were not six elders sitting, but one black and one white, and the two old men sat proudly.

Everyone in the Yan clan knew that they were the two old men of the Black and White in the family's famous Danqi Hall.

The two elders of Hei and White not only have outstanding cultivation, but also have a higher level of soul. Their status is higher than that of the six elders, and they are second only to the clan leader.

On both sides of the two black and white elders, there were three old men sitting each, and they were the six elders of the Yan clan.

The three elders who went to the Xishan area also brought their tribe members back to their family. After all, Xishan was quite turbulent, and the Yan family had lost control there, so it would be useless to stay there.

The elders were sitting in a low position on both sides, and more than ten old men with robes were sitting. They were old men of the same generation as Yan Yaoji in their family. They usually kept a low profile and would not show up if there was no major incident.

Next point is more than ten core figures of the second generation of the family, including Yan Mufeng, Yan Murong, Yan Li, etc.

The rest of the people scattered and sat, surrounding the huge training ground, leaving only a clearing space of more than a hundred feet in the center.

Among this group of people, there was a young man who was not as old as the Mu generation. He was drooping, with a dignified appearance and extraordinary momentum. There were many tribe members who were older than him around him. When he looked at him, he looked at him with kindness and respect. This person was Yan Lingtian, the owner of the three kingly weapon - now 18 years old.

Yan Lingtian looked indifferently at the center of the square. There, more than fifty teenagers and more than thirty girls were arranged neatly, and Yan Muxiong and Yan Muluan stood on the side of the team respectively.

His eyes wandered for a moment, and Yan Lingtian sneered. All of these young men were defeated by his men. Why should we look straight at his men's defeated?

"I should continue to own the weapon of the king in the last year I can have!"

Yan Lingtian leaned back, and his proud look appeared on his face without any concealment.

Once the King's Weapon reaches the age of nineteen, he will not have the qualification to continue to have it. Therefore, Yan Lingtian still has a one-year deadline. Of course, he still needs to defend his continued ownership of the King's Weapon through his own strength.

Yan Lan stood on the edge of the team, looking around from time to time. The sun was sunny and the breeze was smooth. On the observation platform under the shade of ancient trees, the tribesmen were shouting loudly and their emotions were high. In the square, there was no cover, and the hot air rolled with heat waves from time to time. Many team members around were ready to gaze and stared silently.

"The King's Weapon!"

Yan Lan murmured inwardly, pinched the corner of her clothes with her fingers, and her heart surging could not help but surge.

"quiet!"

With Yan Mufeng's shout of spiritual essence, the noisy tribe members gradually calmed down.

Everyone realized that the competition was about to begin. The host of this competition was Yan Mufeng, who had the highest voice for the candidate for the patriarch.

Yan Mufeng smiled slightly and stood proudly, enjoying this kind of aura of response. He shouted: "My Yan clan will hold an annual tribe test today. Now, please invite our clan leader to say a few words to us."

"call……"

The clan members were immediately excited and shouted.

Yan Yaoji stood up and showed his signs to the tribe members. Then a voice full of spiritual essence sounded: "Today, it is really exciting. Seeing that the young men of our tribe are of different talents and hard practice, the older generation can finally retire with confidence. The protagonist of today's competition is the teenagers of the tribe."

"You are the future of the family and the hope of the family. Even the next generation of patriarchs and elders will emerge from you. However, if you want to be at a high position, you must be upright and have outstanding strength. Now, let us old guys and many tribesmen witness your character and strength. I won't talk much nonsense, let the clan test begin!"

"call……"

The tribe members became excited again.

Yan Mufeng then stood up and said loudly: "Our clan is valuing strength. Before the competition, there must be those with weaker strength first. Therefore, the rules are the same as before, only 32 places can participate in the competition. Before that, we will first test the depth of your internal strength."

At this time, a tribe member lifted a black cloth on one side of the square, revealing a black black stone wall that was one meter long, half a meter high, and more than one foot thick.

Yan Muxiong stood in front of the stone wall and shouted coldly: "Babys, this is the black iron stone wall, weighing one million pounds. Each of you will get a bamboo stick, and your names are engraved on it. You must use your strongest strength to shoot the bamboo stick into the stone wall with your strongest strength. In the end, the thirty-two people who shot the deepest will be qualified to draw lots to participate in the one-on-one battle."

As we all know, black iron stone is not only heavy, but also extremely hard. If you want to shoot it with a bamboo stick, unless you have a profound cultivation level, even if you hold a gold and iron weapon, ordinary people will not think of leaving a trace on it.

"I shouldn't be blocked from thirty-two people."

Staring at the huge black iron stone wall, Yan Lan rubbed his fingers a few times. Because all the people who were older than him had hidden their strength, he did not dare to be arrogant and think that he would definitely be among the thirty-two people.
Chapter completed!