"What an excessive request!"

"Yan Lan just competed in the morning. The spiritual energy consumed a lot. Now it's too unfair to compare!"

The tribe members spat down one after another.?                                                                                                                         �

Yan Lan is less than fourteen years old, and her cultivation is only in the late stage of Yuan Dan. However, Pang Rui is five or six years older than Yan Lan. His cultivation must have broken through to the stage of the transformation of the elixir. He is also the grandson of the eldest son of the Pang family. Since childhood, he has definitely received unparalleled help from the family. His cultivation level is probably not weak compared to Yan Lingtian.

Yan Yaoji and many elders looked at Yan Lan. They all expected that this matter would not end well, otherwise the Pang family would not have come so openly to provoke it in every possible way.

If Yan Lan really beat that guy Pang Rui, it would undoubtedly be the best result.

However, although Yan Lan had a great talent, he consumed a lot of money in the morning competition, and Pang Rui was obviously stronger than Yan Lingyi's cultivation level. There was a huge gap between the early and mid-stage stages of the Pill Transformation Stage. As people of cultivation, they naturally knew it well.

"Yan Lan, be sure to think twice and not force yourself to stand out!"

Yan Lan frowned, and Yan Yaoji's voice transmission sounded in his mind.

"Don't worry, Lord, Lan'er is not a reckless person!"

Yan Lan looked at Yan Yaoji solemnly and saw the solemnity in his eyes. Naturally, he could feel the heavy feeling in Yan Yaoji, who is the patriarch, at this moment: he had to consider the safety of the entire family, and also wanted to protect the safety of the tribe members who were involved in trivial matters.

But now it seems that with the current strength of the Yan clan, it seems unlikely to have the best of both worlds.

Taking this into consideration, Yan Lan continued to send a message: "Clan Chief, please rest assured that Lan'er will definitely not lose. I will let them see my true strength and let them know how ridiculous and sad it is to despise my Yan clan! However, Clan Chief, next I will use any magic tricks that are beyond your expectations. Please do not force Lan'er to tell the secret. When I can tell you, I will naturally explain everything."

Yan Yaoji's eyes were shocked when he heard this. Fortunately, he was mature and steadfast and instantly returned to his normal demeanor. He whispered: "Lan'er, just give it a try, the whole family will be honored for you."

He nodded firmly to Yan Yaoji. Yan Lan slowly turned his head and stared at Yan Lingyu's eyes. From her eyes, he saw a hint of helplessness and a hint of confusion. With a faint smile, he gently pressed one hand on Yan Lingyu's shoulder and said lightly: "Sister Lingyu, you should believe me very much!"

Yan Lingyu was stunned when she heard this. A sweet smile gradually appeared in her pure and sad eyes. Her solemn face suddenly changed into a smile with a pursed lips, nodded heavily, and said softly: "Xiao Lan, I believe in you!"

"Thank you for your trust in Sister Ling Yu!"

Yan Lan raised a smile on the corner of her mouth, patted her palm gently on Yan Lingyu's shoulder, then turned to Pang Rui, gradually put away her smile, and said solemnly: "I accept your battle appointment!"

"call……"

The tribes around them made a wave of exclamations, revealing unbelievable eyes.

"Yan Lan, don't be fooled by that kid!"

"Don't be impulsive, otherwise you will ruin Ling Yu's life!"

“…”

An urgent word came into Yan Lan's ears from all directions.

Yan Lan sighed and did not respond to the tribe members in a arrogant manner. She just narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Pang Rui without moving, as if an angry wolf king was about to hunt a seemingly majestic tiger.

The fourth elder shook his body and looked at Yan Lan with a serious expression. After a moment of delay, he couldn't help but speak, "Yan Lan, are you really sure? This determines Ling Yu's fate!"

"Four Elders!"

Yan Lingyu's face no longer had the sadness and grievances he had before, but instead released a faint smile. He looked at Yan Lan's back with clear eyes and his pink lips opened: "I believe in Yan Lan, please believe him too!"

"this……"

The fourth elder hesitated for a moment and turned his eyes to Yan Lan. Seeing his decisive eyes, he thought of Yan Lan's shocking experience and unexpected performances no matter what circumstances he was in. He bit his teeth, nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Yan Lan, let go of his hands and feet, fight with all his strength!"

Yan Lingyu walked to Yan Lan, smiled and said, "Brother Xiaolan, that guy is too bullying, you must repair it for me!"

After saying that, Yan Lingyu smiled and handed it to Yan Lan, with an encouraging look as she had before. Then she turned around and walked towards the edge of the venue.

"Um!"

Yan Lan nodded gently, staring at Yan Lingyu's back. The gentle voice reminded him of all the wonderful memories of the past, and immediately pinched his fists tighter.

Yan Linghe, Yan Lingyuan and others took a deep breath and tried their best to suppress the tension in their hearts.

At this moment, they noticed that Yan Lan's aura was especially like the sea. On the surface, the spiritual energy seemed as calm as the waves on the sea. However, based on their understanding of Yan Lan, there must be an extremely violent undercurrent in Yan Lan's body.

Yan Lingyu is Yan Lan's best friend since childhood, and Yan Lan's Nei Scale. Longyou Nei Scale will die when touched. They believe that Yan Lan will definitely care about Yan Lingyu more than anyone else.

After gently wiping the sweat in his palms, Yan Linghe and others slowly retreated from the center of the square, standing on the edge of the square, quietly staring at the situation inside the field.

Yan Muxiong and Yan Muluan also looked at each other, and a trace of solemnity flashed in their expressions, and then they walked towards the edge of the square quietly.

"Yan Lan, I believe you can definitely defeat Pang Rui, you must be able to. You are so mysterious and a person who is favored by heaven. You must have a bigger trump card that has not been used. Please, for Ling Yu, let us see the strongest you!"

Yan Muluan took a few steps and looked back. The familiar boy was still as motionless as a mountain, as deep and mysterious as the sky.

At this moment, Yan Lingyi, Yan Lingshan, Yan Lingrui, Yan Linglong and others also felt a lot of sweat for Yan Lan.

All of them belong to the younger generation of the family, but even if they face Pang Rui, they are almost unsure of winning.

Because Pang Rui is as powerful as Yan Lingtian.

On the platform, Yan Li was still sitting calmly. Wen Ming's eyes were always staring at everything in the center of the venue. Even Pang He raided Yan Lan, his body did not move at all.

It really makes people wonder if he and Yan Lan are father and son.

A few slight slight slight slight in Pang Rui's eyes, his white and tender face was filled with evil expressions, and he looked up and down with a arrogant look, and joked: "I have the courage, it seems that I must take it seriously, because you are not as weak as you look!"

Immediately, Pang Rui said to Pang He and others: "Clan leader, please come to the sidelines to watch the game!"

Pang Xiao glared at Yan Lan fiercely, rushed to Pang Rui's side, and whispered, "Brother Rui, you must greet that boy well, it's best to ruin him."

"Haha, you don't need to remind me!"

A strong smile appeared on the corner of Pang Rui's mouth.

"Yan Lan!"

Yan Lan's eyes froze, she turned her head and saw that the person who called him was Yan Lingtian.

"Is there anything wrong, Brother Ling Tian!"

Yan Lan frowned slightly.

"Break that kid, I guarantee with my personality that you will be the next owner of the King's weapon!"

"no problem!"

Yan Lan smiled at Yan Lingtian, then turned her head, and a cold look regained in her eyes.

In the middle of the square with a radius of hundreds of feet, only Yan Lan and Pang Rui were left.

Yan Lan's solemn gaze locked Pang Rui tightly, and the uncontrollable anger that was pressing down on his heart was surging out one after another, turning into a huge fighting spirit.

"Yan Lan, let's see how I break your genius myth!"

Pang Rui raised his right hand, his sharp eyes passed through his five fingers, staring at Yan Lan indifferently, then his five fingers gathered together, turned into a fist with surging energy, and made a demonstration gesture towards Yan Lan.
Chapter completed!