Yang Lei drank violently, only to see the aura in the heaven and earth, quickly injected into his body, the robe that was originally close to the body bulged, and the muscles swelled, full of explosive power, and the earthy yellow light was once again flourishing, and a trace of power seemed to come from ancient times attached to his body, which was quite powerful.

Yang Lei felt the surging power in his body, his heart was a little calmer, and the caution in his eyes also dissipated a lot, he stared at Yang Yan with both eyes, seeing that Yang Yan still had no reaction, the next moment, with a step on his feet, his strong body shot out violently.

suddenly lost the trace of Yang Lei on the stage, and the next moment, he was in front of Yang Yan.

The fist wind struck, and the aura on the fist surged, and the fierce qi was enough to shatter the rocks.

"Carving insect technique" Yang Yan looked at the heavy punch it pounced on, his face did not change, knowing that although it was powerful, it did not hide its inner void, Yang Yan's steps stepped diagonally in vain, and only its afterimage was left in place.

The sandbag-sized fist carried the sound of the storm, surrounded by aura around the fist, piercing the eyes, and the punch that originally hit Yang Yan's chest missed, making Yang Lei's pupils shrink.

"Not good!" he was horrified, a blow missed, Yang Lei's whole body strength was concentrated in his hand, and he quickly retracted his fist.

But before he could withdraw his fist, a figure flashed in front of him, Yang Yan saw that he couldn't retract his strength, so he quickly approached, and at the same time, the spiritual power of his right hand rolled, and a slender hand was fiercely imprinted on Yang Lei's chest in the eyes of everyone.

"Bang!"

Yang Lei watched a pair of hands coming towards him, and he only had time to condense all the spiritual energy into his chest, and then, he felt a huge force attacking, and his internal organs were displaced.

Yang Lei's body was directly hit by Yang Yan's palm and flew out, and he landed on the stage in embarrassment, with an embarrassed face.

Seeing Yang Yan rushing towards him, Yang Lei rolled up, trying to dodge Yang Yan's attack, but just as he was about to mobilize his spiritual power, out of the corner of his eye, he found Yang Yan following him like a shadow, which scared him.

Before he could make a move, Yang Lei felt a hot pain in his buttocks, and then he flew out of the martial arts stage and fell off the stage.

"Bang!"

"Yang Yansheng!"

"Okay!" cheers also sounded from the audience, he was amazing, he understood the opponent with one palm and one kick, alas, he really felt sorry for that Yang Lei, is this still a teenager who can't cultivate?

"Xiao Yan has grown up!" Yang Tiancang was relieved and sighed secretly.

At the same time, the descendants of the Yang family were also pleasantly surprised: "Yang Yan's strength is at least five levels of physical training!"

"Yang Yan?" The woman in the audience wearing a green coat smiled at the corner of her mouth, and when she walked, her slender waist outlined an amazing curve.

"Yang Yan, it's interesting that you're here. Yang Tianjiao stood under the stage and muttered, he is the fifth level of Kaiyuan, but the strength and speed that Yang Yangang has just shown, even he dare not despise it.

Hearing the cheers from the audience, Yang Yan smiled, hugged his fists at everyone, and was about to leave, but he raised his head with a feeling, on which high platform, the great elder Yang Zhen looked at Yang Yan, his eyes flashed with a cold light, Yang Yan did not show weakness, stretched out his right hand and compared his middle finger, and then jumped off the stage.

Yang Zhen stared at Yang Yan gloomily, his eyes flickered, and he took out his middle finger and looked at it, well, this seems to be scolding me!

Yang Yan felt the gazes of others, and seemed to be in more awe than before, which made Yang Yan feel the root of his strength again.

The popularity in the martial arts arena was boiling, and the fierce battles on the martial arts stage caused deafening cheers and screams from the boys and girls in the audience from time to time, and the atmosphere continued to rise for a while.

With the passage of time, the children of the Yang family continue to be eliminated, and the winner enters the next round, so the battle after this is more exciting than one another, after all, the people left behind have won a few games to get to this point.

And Yang Yan also went up four rounds in the following time, but the four of them were all defeated under their own hands without surprise.

Therefore, Yang Yan's ranking also entered the top 20, while Yang Wen was eliminated in the 24th, and Yang Meng also entered the top 20.

A "bang" suddenly resounded in the sky.

"Today's clan competition is over here, and the top twenty children of the Yang family will decide the winner tomorrow. The referee said in a deep voice.

When the martial arts audience heard this, they broke out even more shocking sounds, and then dispersed to recuperate.

Yang Zhen's Mansion.

In a study, a stream of incense wafted out of the furnace, and the smell of fragrant spleen came to the face.

Behind the desk, an old man in a pale yellow robe sits upright, flipping through a classic.

"Grandpa!" Yang Tianjiao walked into the study and saw Yang Zhen looking through an ancient book.

"Tianjiao, you're here!" Yang Zhen put down the ancient book in his hand, walked over, patted Yang Tianjiao's shoulder, and showed a look of relief in his eyes, "Tianjiao, what do you think of Yang Yan?"

"Oh, that kid, it's just a shit luck, and he can actually cultivate, and I suppressed him just by turning my hands. Yang Tianjiao showed a contemptuous expression, and thought, did that kid get some kind of adventure?

"Haha" Yang Zhen laughed a few times, then walked to the back of the desk and sat down, took out a round object from the ring and put it on the desk, and instantly the room was filled with a strange fragrance of flowers, more than incense, inhaling into the body, Yang Tianjiao felt that every cell in his body was beating, his mind was also light, and his soul felt more condensed.

You must know that the divine soul is the root of human beings, the divine soul dissipates, the body dies, and once a person reaches the realm of entering the gods, the divine soul can leave the body, even if the body is destroyed, the monks can also be reborn, and the monks above the gods rely on the powerful divine consciousness to attack, invisible and silent.

"Grandpa, what is this?" Yang Tianjiao looked at the round mirror on the desk, his eyes were shining, you know, the things that can warm the soul are treasures, and they are hard to find.

"This is the Star Key, and the whole body is made of the Radiant Moon Soul Stone, so you will feel that the Divine Soul has been strengthened. Yang Zhen looked at the star key, with greed in his eyes, and said secretly: "When I get the star key in the old guy's hand, I can enter the ancestral land at that time. ”

Yang Tianjiao looked at the star key on the table and said secretly: "This star key, I seem to have heard of it." Yang Tianjiao picked up the star key and suddenly a clear stream rushed into his mind, like nectar falling from the sky when he was hungry and thirsty.

Yang Zhen looked at Yang Tianjiao and suddenly said, "Tianjiao, my Yang family needs a new master! Will you help me?" the words were full of ambition, and a sense of pride welled up from his body.

"You, grandpa, why is this?" Yang Tianjiao was stunned by his sudden question, surprised, and then his eyes lit up: "Of course I do, but how can I help grandpa?"

"Good! good!" Yang Zhen laughed and even said a few good words, and the happy old yellow teeth were all exposed.

"Tianjiao, if you meet Yang Yan on the martial arts stage, you will abolish his dantian! win the first place, and thus become the new young master. ”

Speaking of this, a hideous smile also appeared at the corner of Yang Zhen's mouth.

......

Following.

In the early morning, Yang Yan continued to absorb the spiritual energy to wash the muscles and veins, making them more tenacious, and practiced the Divine Control Technique over and over again.

After doing this, Yang Yan woke up from the seat, then washed his body, and went to find Yang Meng and the two boys early.

The Yang family, the martial arts field.

Perhaps, today is the final decisive battle, there are a lot of people, and some people even set up a strange gambling table, betting on who will win or lose.

When Yang Yan and the three of them walked to the martial arts arena, the countless eyes in the field were projected, and those eyes were full of curiosity and expectation, after all, his last few games can be described as a quick victory!

Receiving so much attention, Yang Yan and the three of them were stunned, why did they feel like wolves and tigers one by one?

When Yang Yan and the three were stunned, two people walked out of the crowd, it was the second uncle and the third uncle, who came over with smiles on their faces.

"Hehe, Xiao Yan, compare well, your two uncles cheer you on. Yang Zhanying's mouth was laughing behind his ears, obviously happy.

And the third uncle Yang Zhanfu, like Yang Wen, doesn't like to talk and speak, just smiles and greets.

"Okay, second uncle, third uncle, don't worry. Yang Yan also smiled.

"Well, I don't have to worry about Xiao Yan's affairs, unlike my kid. After speaking, he looked at Yang Meng with a look of hatred that iron does not become steel.

"Hey" Yang Meng could only look up at the sky, avoiding Yang Zhanying's gaze.

Everyone was talking, time passed quickly, and the relevant personnel were in place one after another.

Yang Zhanying and the others also said goodbye to Yang Yan and the three of them to prepare for related matters.

"Quiet!" Yang Tiancang on the high platform was radiant, looking at the various streams of people below.

When the people in the martial arts arena heard the shouts of the Yang family master, they immediately stopped gossiping and looked at the high platform together.

"Today is the last day of my Yang family's big competition, and today will also give birth to a real leader of the Yang family in the future!" Yang Tiancang said in a deep voice.

On the martial arts arena, people were also talking, and the contestants were full of excitement and clenched their palms.

After everything was done, Yang Tiancang nodded at the referee and then sat back.

"Please come here and draw lots for the top twenty to determine the opponent!" the referee held up a wooden box and whispered to the crowd.

Yang Yan stepped forward and took a six-character sign, while Yang Meng took a five-character sign, and Yang Yan and the two went to register with the sign.

"The first scene, Yang Yao, Yang Tao!"

“......！”

"Wow, it's Yang Yao," many teenagers in the audience looked at Yang Yao and sighed, and their eyes were even hotter when they looked at Yang Yao, and there was a strong sense of admiration among them.

In the midst of many fiery eyes, Yang Yao stepped onto the martial arts stage, and his opponent Yang Tao, facing the big beauties of the Yang family, also greeted him with a smile and hugged his fists.

Yang Yao, who can be said to be the female representative of the Yang family, does not let the women have their eyebrows, and has the strength of pneumatics, which is the same level as her opponent Yang Tao.

Yang Yan looked at Yang Yao in green clothes on the stage and was also slightly shocked, this is another top beauty! And among the many female cultivators, only Yang Yao is still on the stage, which shows her strength.

"Let's go!"

Soon the people on the four-seater platform were intertwined, and every time they collided with fists and kicks, there was a screeching sound in the air.

And the movement on Yang Yao's side is even more shocking, don't look at Yang Yao is a woman, but her physical fitness is far from comparable, and every blow of the two of them will set off a large stream of spiritual air.

And Yang Tao's skills are also biased towards opening and closing, extremely arrogant, and facing him can be regarded as like-minded, but when facing Yang Yao, he felt extremely aggrieved, and every time he punched, it was like hitting a steel plate, which made him seriously doubt his body, is this still a delicate beauty?, which made him roar more than once.

In the face of the opponent's roar, Yang Yao was unhurried with the rhythm, so entangled for a long time, Yang Tao's momentum gradually weakened, and he was not blindly attacking.