The news that Yan Lan was promoted to the Youth Group was like a storm, and it blew into every corner of the family in just one day.?

Those tribe members who had disdained Yan Lan at all, had an incredible look when they heard the news. They could not believe that Yan Lan, who was thin, cowardly, humble and lowly, could actually pass the test and advance to the youth group.

In particular, when they heard that Yan Lan was the only one who stepped into the bear cage, they successfully insisted on not falling for ten breaths, and even stayed for five more breaths. The genius Yan Lingkun only lasted for two breaths and was defeated by Yan Lan's move, they were so surprised that they wished that their eyes would fall off.

Everyone's first reaction was to firmly believe that this was a fantasy and was not trustworthy at all.

However, as more and more people talked about this, many of them had high status in the family. The shock that those tribe members pressed into their hearts spread out.

"Oh my God, that little guy actually hides such terrifying strength."

"We really should not behave like a person, and we should not be measured by the sea. We have really underestimated Yan Lan before."

“…”

When the tribe members talked about Yan Lan, no one called him "little insect" and "son of insects", but affectionately called him "little guy", or called him "the name of Yan Lan directly.

After a period of hustle and bustle, this matter gradually calmed down.

Some tribe members looked at Yan Lan, although they still had a hint of contempt and indifference, but they no longer had the hatred and ridicule they had before.

Yan Lan officially joined the Youth Group and practiced with a group of teenagers aged 13 to 17.

The training of the juniors of the Yan clan is in the children's group before the age of twelve, the youth group from the age of thirteen to seventeen, and after the age of thirteen to adulthood, they can practice freely.

The selection of the youth group is extremely harsh. It can be seen that the youth group is full of geniuses.

Although Yan Lan shined in the promotion ceremony, he returned to his taciturn character when he arrived in the youth group.

After all, there are too many geniuses in the youth group, among which he is the youngest and has outstanding strength among his peers. Compared with those of the sixteen or seventeen-year-old team members, he is somewhat pale.

Time passes by, passing by quickly.

Half a year has passed since Yan Lan's training in the youth group.

Over the past six months, Yan Lan has been diligent and hard in his practice. On every quiet night, he still practices silently, never sleeping.

As for the bear beast, Yan Lan pretended to feed it for a while, and then he was openly hanging out.

In the eyes of the tribe, it does not seem strange. After all, after feeding for a long time, humans and beasts will indeed produce some emotions. In particular, bears and beasts still have strong intelligence.

However, two months later, the bear beast disappeared in the back mountain. No matter how Yan Lan looked, she could not find any trace, nor could she find any trace of being killed or arrested, as if she had been steamed from now on.

Yan Lan searched for several months, but still found nothing. She had to give up searching and practice with peace of mind, hoping that one day, she would be extremely powerful and could find the bear beast Xiaofeng.

On the afternoon of that day, the youth group was undergoing weight-bearing training.

Yan Lan was wearing a green robe, a thousand pounds of black iron stone hanging above his arms. The sun was scorching and sweating was raining. The green robe was soaked and close to his body.

After a long period of hard work, Yan Lan's slender body, her muscles are well-proportioned, her skin is tough, and she exudes a strong sense of strength.

Around Yanlan, more than fifty young men were arranged neatly, each carrying hundreds of kilograms of black iron stones on each of them.

The teenagers' faces were red and their teeth were clenched, and no one was willing to give up easily.

These young men are all selected from the Yan clan juniors. They are already talented. In addition, they have been practicing martial arts and tempering their bodies since they were two or three years old. Over ten years of time, they have been able to carry a weight of hundreds of thousands of pounds.

And mediocre people of their age cannot even lift one-tenth of their weight.

The coach Yan Muxiong reprimanded loudly: "Every family has its own family glory. Just carry weight training alone. Our Yan family genealogy records many glorious names, and they all have admirable records: 1,000 kilograms of weight at the age of thirteen, 1,300 kilograms of weight at the age of fourteen... 2,800 kilograms of weight at the age of seventeen."

"You cannot use spiritual power when you bear these weights. You need to persist in more than two incense sticks. These records represent the peak of physical strength. Every time you carry a weight, you must aim at your ancestors and keep crossing your own limits..."

When Yan Lan heard this, he gritted his teeth. The yang heat filled the entire training ground. The faces of the onlookers in the distance were slightly distorted by the surging heat. Drops of sweat beads along his forehead, crossed the corners of his eyebrows, and then dripped to the ground, turning into a ball of water vapor and dissipated.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Lan raised her face slightly, and the scorching sun shining on her face, creating a little illusion, which might make him forget the slow passage of time.

At this moment, the illusory and ethereal fragments appeared in his mind again: in a cave, he raised his head and saw a god and a Buddha, hugging each other tightly. He was so unbearable that he picked a fruit, and then there was nothingness.

This scene always lingers in my mind, lingering, but it is difficult to piece together neatly.

"Did I come from that world?"

Yan Lan pondered inwardly.

"Every time I ask my father, my father said that if you want to break through all mysteries, you need to cultivate to the realm of supreme supernatural powers, but what is the realm of supreme supernatural powers?"

There have been several times when he had the same dream for no reason.

In that dream, he was in a chaotic and vague world, with a gray figure floating in front of him. When he asked the other party any questions, the other party remained silent, just looked at him indifferently.

When he was silent, the other party occasionally murmured: "Child, from now on, you will no longer be an ordinary person. The wheel of fate has turned. Please continue to cater to my love! Because, you are not the only one..."

Just as Yan Lan was thinking, some small sounds came from his ears.

"Yan Lan has failed to challenge a thousand pounds of weight for dozens of times in a row. She is really stubborn!"

"Haha, although he has good talent, the limit record on my family tree is not so easy to reach!"

“…”

Although many tribe members no longer insult Yan Lan as they used to, there was still a hint of arrogance and contempt in their hearts.

Yan Lan gritted her teeth and said resolutely in her heart: "This time, it will definitely be possible. I, Yan Lan, have worked hard for ten years and must be no worse than the names in the genealogy."

At this time, dozens of girls in pink and white clothes walked over to the training ground. The soft words and silver bell-like laughter came to the hot square.

"Hurry, the weight-bearing training is about to end. I wonder who will bear the heaviest weight this time and who will hold on for the longest time!"

Before the girls could arrive, their voices came from afar.

When the young men saw the girl rushing towards her, they all restrained their listless aura and quickly raised their chests without squinting their eyes, pretending to be masculine.

"Yan Lan still challenges one thousand pounds, it's so amazing!"

A girl clapped her hands and smiled. Her face was filled with bright colors that were rare for other girls.

"It's Sister Ling Yu!"

Yan Lan turned his head slightly and smiled bitterly in his heart: "I have been defeated repeatedly. If I still can't hold on for two incense sticks this time, wouldn't I have to lose someone again?"

"Where is it so great? He has never persisted until two incense sticks!"

Among the girls, there were a few beautiful figures, and they said with a little disdain, with a few rays in their eyes disapproving.

When Ling Yu heard this, he stomped his feet gently and said angrily: "Xiao Lan, you have worked so hard since you were a child, you must be able to do it."

Ling Yu held his hands tightly in front of his chest, and his beautiful eyes were filled with strong expectations. Maybe others would ridicule Yan Lan's failure, but she knew that Yan Lan had paid a price that others could not see outside of training.

With weight-bearing training, time seems to pass extremely slowly, and some teenagers are beginning to show signs of giving up.

Aware of the sluggish momentum, Yan Muxiong's eyes turned cold and said loudly: "Babys, body weight training can not only temper the body, but also temper the will and improve the soul realm. When the body's strength is exhausted, use will and soul to persist!"

"There is another month left, which is the annual family martial arts examination. Whoever can win the championship can obtain the family secret treasure - the inheritance and baptism of the King's Weapon. Needless to say, you also know how helpful the King's Weapon is to practice. Therefore, only those who are willing to be trampled on their feet will now give up training easily and understand if they understand!"

"clear!"

The teenagers shouted hard, and the slightly sluggish atmosphere suddenly dissipated a lot.

Hearing the King's weapon, a toughness suddenly surged deep in Yan Lan's soul.

"Yan Lan, I will not lose to you... I will definitely be the most dazzling genius in the family!"

Next to Yan Lan, a young man stumbled at Yan Lan.

The young man was named Yan Linghe, fourteen years old. His talent was outstanding. He now carried a thousand, one hundred kilograms of weight, which was only two hundred kilograms away from the glorious record of the family tree.

Having seen the amazing performance in Yan Lan's promotion group ceremony and seeing Yan Lan's unyielding will, in Yan Linghe's eyes, Yan Lan, who is one year younger than him, has been listed as his strongest competitor.

Yan Lan glanced at Yan Linghe, and couldn't help but feel proud. He handed a provocative look and said in a deep voice: "It depends on who... can last until the end!"

...

Time passes by minute by minute...

"Bang!"

Finally, a young man persisted to his limit, and his black iron stone fell heavily, and his whole body was also lying on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of black iron stone hitting the ground gradually increased.

"Time is only a little short of two incense sticks, boys, hold on."

Yan Muxiong was still carrying out the final spur.

However, when the body reaches its limit, the spurring did not have much effect. The teenagers fell down one by one, and fewer and fewer people stood.

"Well... only three people are left!"

After dozens of breaths, the girls exclaimed in a low sense of wonder.

These three people are Yan Lan, Yan Linghe, and one person is the sixteen-year-old Yan Lingshan.

Yan Lingshan has a tiger's back and bear's waist, a square face and thick eyebrows. He is carrying a weight of 1,900 kilograms at this moment. Although it is still 300 kilograms from the record of 2,200 kilograms in the family tree. However, this achievement is also extremely excellent among the current families.

"For countless years, there has not been a single young man in the family, which can be compared with the names on the genealogy!"

"Yan Lan is afraid that this time, she will be like before, and she will not be able to hold on for two incense sticks!"

“…”

At the side of the training ground, many people of the tribe were talking in a low voice, and the atmosphere was a little turbulent.

Time was approaching two incense sticks, and the three people's bodies were trembling at a level visible to the naked eye.
To be continued...