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From time to time, there were exciting things, and the tribe members stood up and applauded.

The originally solemn and quiet square was filled with sounds and became louder and louder in the fight between the teenagers.

"It seems that Sister Ling Yu will not be difficult to win this competition."

Yan Lan stood from afar and said with a smile.

Because Yan Lingyu's opponent is a fifteen-year-old boy of the same age as her, her cultivation level and soul level are lower than hers, so if you don't have any ultimate moves to practice beyond the level, it is inevitable that you will lose.

Looking at Yan Lingshan's opponent, he was seventeen years old. However, judging from his momentum, he was a little weaker than Yan Lingshan who took the violent attack.

As expected, less than ten moves had just fought, and the war was defeated step by step until it was pushed out of bounds and surrendered.

Yan Lingrui is like his name, and Rui cannot be regarded as his.

His opponent was sixteen years old. He was knocked out by Yan Lingrui after only one meeting. He was extremely domineering and powerful, which made the clan members applaud, but many members of the team had their eyes wide open, obviously shocked by Yan Lingrui's domineering strength.

"I have endured myself for a long time, this time, I must release my resentment. In the first competition, I naturally have to establish my authority, and I must establish my ruthlessness!"

Yan Lingrui's eyes flashed with a light tilted corner of his mouth, enjoying the cheers of his tribe members.

Yan Lingrui smiled confidently, and in the admiration of some girls, he walked proudly to the sidelines, standing with his hands behind his back, completely living up to the low-key and forbearing appearance of training on weekdays.

"Cheer, my tribe, I will make you cheer for me more fanatical."

Yan Lingrui narrowed his eyes slightly, stood proudly, enjoying the waves of cheers of his tribe members.

"What a powerful offensive. I really don't know if I can follow that punch!"

Yan Lan clenched her fists, licked her lips with her tongue, but her eyes burst into an urge to try.

The stronger the opponent, the more it can burn Yan Lan's fighting spirit.

It was a fanatical and cold fighting spirit, and it was also a fighting spirit that made the opponent shudder. This was also the strong will that Yan Lan had honed through long-term imaginary training.

With the defeat of the last team member, the competitions of the eight major competition venues were all over.

"Next, please go to the competition venues of No. 9 to No. 1 to No. 8 in order."

Yan Muxiong's loud voice made the long-awaited tribe members even more excited.

Because, in this group of competitions, not only has the talented group, the unrestrained Yan Lingyi, the unruly and the most outstanding Yan Linglong, the outstanding cultivation, the talented genius and the strong will of Yan Linghe, but also the legendary young man Yan Lan who smoothed out the glorious record of the family, defeated the Situ family genius, and survived the thunder tribulation.

Such colorful team members competed together, which was really feasting and refreshing. The tribe members wished they could grow a few more pairs of eyes to see the excitement of each competition.

Yan Lan and Yan Lingyuan were facing each other. Logically speaking, if you can get the qualification for the competition at the age of fourteen, your talent is also excellent. Yan Lingyuan's goal for participating in the competition this time was to enter the top 16. Unexpectedly, he met Yan Lan as soon as he came up, and immediately lost his confidence and looked bitter.

Yan Lingyuan said with a bitter face: "Yan Lan, I think I'd better give up, so as not to be embarrassed!"

"Brother Ling Yuan, how can you give up the competition easily? Why not fight me for a hundred rounds and then get off the court quickly?"

Yan Lan doesn't pretend to be humble. Both of them know that they have different strengths, so there is no need to say any hypocritical compliments.

Yan Lan's face was full of smiles, and above her fists, the spiritual energy rolled and she was full of fighting spirit.

"Xiao Lan is really. Even if you meet someone, you will call me brother even if you are one day older than him. But I know so etiquette, I like it!"

Yan Lingyu had long been jumping to the edge of Yan Lan competition venue, standing proudly, but when she talked to herself that the word "like" was the word "like", she suddenly noticed something, her face turned red, and her ears became a little hot.

"good!"

Yan Lingyuan saw that Yan Lan was not hypocritical, generous and passionate, and immediately gave up his wry smile, raised his lips lightly, and shouted: "One hundred moves are only one hundred moves, you have to be careful, so as not to win by me accidentally, and you can't even cry!"

Yan Lan grinned and said with a smile: "If you have any skills, just use your all your strength!"

With Yan Muxiong's order, the second round of competition began.

"Be careful!"

Yan Lingyuan raised Lingyuan and rushed towards Yan Lan.

"You just let the horse come over!"

Yan Lan smiled with a pursed lips and greeted her with a hot look.

Now, Yan Lan has a strong fighting spirit for the competition. Only in a battle can he vent his passion and the burdens that have been weighing on his heart for the past ten years.

With the addition of fists and feet, the spirit and the four elements were everywhere, and Yan Lan fought with each other, and the tiger was powerful, which attracted cheers from the clan members.

On the high platform, Zhou Tianfeng stared at Yan Lan's figure, but frowned and said, "This kid doesn't look that strong. His current opponent is very talented, but in terms of real strength, he can only take ten moves under Xiao'er. This time the two of them competed dozens of moves, but Yan Lan has no overwhelming advantage. It seems that he is a bit inferior to Xiao'er."

Zhou Tianfeng's face was even more intense, and even the force of stroked his beard was increased a lot.

Behind Zhou Tianfeng, Zhou Yuxiao also showed a slightly contemptuous look. It was obviously Yan Lan's performance, which disappointed him.

The strong should defeat the opponent as fast as possible, and there is no such entanglement in every way.

All of this was seen by Yan Yaoji. However, he didn't say anything. Except for some unknown reason why Yan Lan fought a protracted battle, his expression did not change much.

Because we have to face the next round of competition, most players choose to fight to avoid consuming too much spiritual energy.

Especially when facing opponents with huge strength, the best strategy is to decide the battle. For example, Yan Lingrui, with the power of one punch, the victory or defeat is determined, and the consumption of spiritual energy is almost negligible.

In fact, not only these people with high power have these ideas, but many tribe members who have never seen Yan Lan display their strength in the past also showed a little doubt, and were quite puzzled by Yan Lan's failure to defeat his opponent.

The number of moves is too many, but in fact, the past will soon be passed between fists and feet.

With a "bang", Yan Lingyuan stepped back several steps before he stood firm. He took a deep breath and shouted "Happy", then bowed to Yan Lan and said, "I lost, you boy, I admire you!"

After saying that, he didn't act sluggishly and simply got off the scene.

Yan Lan smiled slightly, bowed to Yan Lingyuan, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

The appointment of hundreds of tricks is not only not to defeat the confidence of this outstanding boy and respect his hard training on weekdays, but also wants to vent his inner fighting spirit.

The strong fighting spirit is pressing on my heart, which is also a headache.

Although there is a battle of hundreds of moves, Yan Lan only dealt with moves by chance, and there is not much pressure, so he does not consume much. He can recover by making a little adjustment.

Yan Lan turned around, but saw Yan Ling's jade eyes filled with joy and gave him a thumbs up.

Yan Lan grinned and felt quite relaxed.

At this moment, many tribe members watched the process in a daze, wondering what Yan Lan had put into this competition.

"Is his strength bragging about by his clan members?"

Some people in their tribe were slightly confused.

Just as Yan Lan was puzzled, the other competitions looked amazing, which made the clan members excited and shouted loudly!
Chapter completed!