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Chapter three hundred and forty seventh force town audience

The huge and thick cauldron forms a strong contrast with the slender and stubborn body below.         ??    w?w     w                               

?b?i?q?u?

But the seemingly thin body stood firmly on the square like a strong steel nail, without any wavering.

Yan Lan raised her head, stared at the heavy tripod, and a joyful arc raised on the corner of her mouth. He could feel the surprised eyes of the disciples of the main peak and the surprised expressions of everyone on his side. He suddenly felt that his aura was like the legendary Pangu creating the world.

Yan Lan smiled complacently, relaxed his strength, and the heavy tripod landed on the ground with a thunderous trembling slightly.

He clapped his hands, stroked the silk on his forehead, grinned at Yue Qianchong, and said, "Senior Brother Yue, this heavy tripod still doesn't seem to be heavy enough!"

“Not heavy enough?”

The disciples of the main peak and the disciples of Tianzuofeng exclaimed these three words in unison, and then stared at Yan Lan as if they were looking at the monster. A strong shock surging deep in their pupils.

Most of the Earth Sect disciples in Tianzuo Peak can hold up the heavy cauldron, and even the strongest disciples in the Earth Sect, few of them can hold up the heavy cauldron. As a result, when the young disciple who had just joined the Earth Sect said the words "not heavy enough".

"It's so annoying to compare people!"

"This guy is simply **!"

Some disciples of the main peak scolded in their hearts.

Wang Qi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled like a flower blooming on his face. He waved his fists excitedly and said to the disciple of Tianzuofeng proudly: "How is it, I can see at a glance that Junior Brother Yan must be fine. You should admire my vision now."

His expression seemed to be like he had successfully lifted the heavy tripod.

Wang Qi, who was originally taciturn and cowardly, had a sharp increase in his cultivation with Yan Lan's help and his personality became more and more active.

In Tianzuo Square, the atmosphere suddenly became a little strange. Both sides looked at Yan Lan and remained silent for a long time.

Yue Qianchong stared at his two eyes as big as a copper bell. After hearing Yan Lan talk to him, he had not recovered for a long time. No one present knew better than him how much strength it would take to raise this heavy tripod.

Yue Qianchong shuddered all over his body, patted his head with a thick hand, looked at Yan Lan in confusion and said, "Little guy, you... did you really raise this heavy tripod just now?"

Yan Lan rolled up her sleeves, put her hips on her hips and smiled, "Of course, this is not fake."

He stroked his elbows with his sleeves, and his strong bronze arm was immediately exposed. The arms that were originally hidden in his sleeves were mistakenly thought to be thin by everyone, were actually strong and powerful like cast iron. This was the effect of his unimaginable hammering since childhood.

In fact, Yan Lan is not thin, but has a slender figure. However, every bone, and every inch of muscle in his body have been tempered by unimaginable others. He has also been warmed and nourished by the golden superpower of Zen since childhood. Whether it is explosive power or endurance power, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Yue Qianchong's expression became a little unnatural, his eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

Everyone stared at Yan Lan's explosive wrists, and a few strange lights flashed in their eyes. Many people suddenly realized a lot of their eyes, and immediately knew that Yan Lan was not a vase.

However, there were still some idiots who were dissatisfied and shouted inappropriately.

"Yan Lan, the time you held up was too short. I didn't even see clearly, so I let it go. If you have the ability, I will compete with Senior Brother Yue for who will support you for a long time."

"Yes, I haven't seen clearly whether you have used spiritual power!"

"Yes, competing for endurance is the real thing."

“…”

Yan Lan looked at a group of guys who changed their words faster than killing people, shook his head helplessly, trying to endure. Isn’t this his best skill?

"Okay, okay, according to your wishes, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll have enough fun with my seniors!"

Yan Lan put his hands behind her back, looked at everyone with a smile and said. Zi Yi's cultivation level has advanced rapidly to the Nascent Soul Stage. Although the demonic energy soared into the sky, he believed that this must be a good sign, indicating that Zi Yi must have an extraordinary fate.

An extraordinary person will have extraordinary cultivation and supernatural powers in the future. Whoever says that he has demonic energy must be a big devil!

"Okay, Junior Brother Xiaoyan is a manly person, so let's have fun with the brothers, Master Feng!"

A disciple of the Tianzuofeng Earth Sect waved his fists and shouted loudly.

"Yes, Junior Brother Yan is a good example. If you win, I will worship you as the boss."

Another disciple of the Tianzuo Peak Earth Sect who looked like he was long last year said loudly, as if he had been suppressed by the disciples of the Main Peak for a long time, and he was very upset in his heart. Finally, a capable man appeared in his home. As long as he could defeat the disciples of the Main Peak, he would be willing to kowtow.

"Hey hey, why are you noisy? Judging from your posture, it seems that Yan Lan will win if you eat it. Don't forget that no disciples of the Earth Sect have ever won over our Senior Brother Yue Qianchong in competing with their physical strength!"

A disciple of the main peak stood up in great discomfort, and pointed at the disciple of the Tianzuofeng with strong arrogance.

At this moment, in the Tianzuo Hall hundreds of feet away, Qing Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes bright, staring at Yan Lan and his group from afar, with a cold smile on his face.

The two seemingly contradictory expressions of cold and smile were just rightly displayed by Qingyu. He was not only satisfied with Yan Lan's strength, but also worried that Yan Lan would become spoiled and impetuous. After all, Yan Lan was only sixteen years old. Compared to those of them who had been practicing for a hundred years, they were still a little kid, and they inevitably had problems that young people often had.

Elder Duan stood behind Qingyu with a look of joy. He could see that Qingyu admired Yan Lan very much, and Yan Lan was his disciple. Although he had not had much deep friendship with Yan Lan, Yan Lan could not stand the name of his disciple, so he naturally had a light on his face in front of Qingyu.

"Elder Duan, Yan Lan and Yue Qianchong's competition, who do you think will win?"

Qingyu suddenly asked with great interest, but in fact he had never cared about the small fights between his disciples.

Elder Duan's body trembled slightly and he quickly said respectfully: "To be honest, Yue Qianchong's body is extremely powerful, and it may be difficult to make him lose. However, Yan Lan's strength cannot be underestimated. He had a palm against me, and I applied a lot of force to that palm, but he took it intact. Although he used a lot of spiritual power, if his body was not strong and powerful, it would be impossible to resist the shock of the force."

"Well, it's hard to say who wins and who loses. But Yan Lan is our Tianzuofeng disciple, so I naturally hope he can win."

Qingyu nodded with no words, and his eyes were as sharp as a torch.

At this time, Yue Qianchong, who had been thinking about life, clapped his hands suddenly, grinned his mouth and showed his white teeth and laughed: "Little guy, you really make me excited. It's too boring to hold a heavy tripod, it's better to do this..."

Yue Qianchong flashed, grabbed the eight thousand kilograms of small tripod, and suddenly pulled it to the heavy tripod.

"I want to compete with me with the endurance, but the two tripods are fun."

Yue Qianchong raised his unyielding fighting spirit at the corner of his mouth, and his strong muscles bulged more plump and shiny on his arms.
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