86_86419 The next day, the Yanjia draft competition officially began.

On the huge martial arts training ground, an observation platform more than ten meters high was erected, and Yan Huang, the head of the Yan family and Yan Wu's father, was standing on the high platform with many Yan family elders and protectors at the moment, and there was also a young woman with a noble temperament and a soft appearance standing beside him, it was Lu Liya, the third princess of the Lu Li Empire.

At this moment, the martial arts training ground was full of people, the Yan family is a wealthy family second only to the royal family, and there are enough children in the juvenile family for four or five hundred, at this moment, whether it is the clan or the clan, as long as the young people who are old enough and have a certain confidence in themselves are gathered here, raising their heads and looking at their head with respect - Yan Huang.

"Are you all here?" Yan Huang stood on the viewing platform solemnly, not angry and arrogant, which is a true portrayal of his expression, no actual movements or expressions, just standing there casually will give people an endless pressure.

"Now that it's all here, let's start, and those who haven't come before will be treated as abstentions." With that, Yan Huang waved his hand, and a pale yellow light shield came out of his hand, and then slowly grew larger and enveloped the entire martial arts training ground.

Except for the children who intend to engage in business, the martial arts draft is carried out in this martial arts training field, and because of the large number of participants, in order to save time, the first stage of the draft will start with the big chaos, as long as the mask is completely down, the field will begin to indiscriminate melee, only the last twenty people can win and advance to the next stage.

Although this selection method is cruel, it also has a taste of survival of the fittest, and strength, connections, and combat awareness are indispensable.

At this moment, the yellow light mask slowly descended and was about to land to envelop the entire martial arts training ground, and all the participating teenagers in the field were holding their breath and waiting for the big brawl to begin.

"Wait a minute." At this time, a teenager suddenly shouted in the distance, and then a thin figure ran over quickly.

"Hey, who's this? It was still late for such a critical occasion. The third princess Leah glanced at the running boy with some amusement, seeing that his steps were vain and weak, and his internal strength was insufficient, obviously he had not even reached the level of a samurai, and she couldn't help but feel a little contempt in her heart.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess, his name is Yan Wu, and he is the eldest son of the Princess." Yan Huang stood beside Princess Leia with an expressionless face and said in a flat tone.

"Oh? Since he is the son of Lord Yan, why don't you help him, the fire cover has fallen, and Ling Gongzi is afraid that he will not be able to enter. At this moment, the edge of the yellow light mask was less than half a meter from the ground, and Yan Wu was still a little bit away from the martial arts arena, and at his current speed, it was estimated that the light mask had just hit the ground when he ran there.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess's words are wrong, my Yanhuang family pays attention to fairness, justice and openness, whether it is the children of the clan or the children of the separate family, they are treated equally, not to mention that Yanwu is lazy by nature, even if he is allowed to participate." Yan Huang doesn't like this eldest son very much in his heart, he has no talent and no perseverance, and he is a mediocre talent who is not only good by nature.

"I see, Leah understood." With her eyes wandering, Princess Leia's gaze moved away from Yan Wu's body and turned to the teenagers in the arena.

"Oops, it's too late." The light mask had already fallen, and Yan Wu was able to arrive, "It is said that the power of the Holy Flame can break the prohibition of a qiē, let me try it now." ”

Looking at the light mask that was only less than twenty centimeters away from the ground, Yan Wu suddenly pounced forward and rolled directly towards the light mask in a tumbling posture, and at the same time, a faint layer of holy flame directly covered the surface of his body.

Holy Flame, yes.

After a night of hard work, Yan Wu finally succeeded in fusing the Holy Light with the Divine Fire, thus evolving a new energy, that is, the Holy Flame, the combination of light and flame, a legendary divine flame.

Closer, Yan Wu turned sideways and turned over against the light mask, and the holy flame on his body directly disintegrated it the moment he touched the yellow light mask, and Yan Wu also rolled over, and after that, the edge of the yellow light mask also fell directly to the ground to form a prohibition.

"Damn, this kid is lucky." Others couldn't see the key to it, but it was Yan Wu's luck that rolled in before the mask hit the ground.

However, Yan Huang was staring at Yan Wu curiously at the moment, just now he clearly felt that the energy attached to his light mask suddenly decreased, but for a while, he couldn't think of the key to it.

"Whew." Yan Wu breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that there were several people around him rushing towards him.

"Is this the beginning?" The landing of the light mask represents the beginning of the audition, and the teenagers present are all at the level of samurai or above, and seeing Yan Wu's weak appearance, he naturally becomes a soft persimmon in the eyes of everyone.

"Flaming Palm!" At the moment when Yan Wu was still getting up, a young man who had split up the family took the lead in rushing forward, and a flaming palm slapped directly towards Yan Wu's chest.

"Flame Palm, a yellow-level low-level martial art, has a small range of effect and needs to be contacted." Yan Wu had a huge amount of martial arts information in his mind, and the information about the martial arts appeared in his mind in just a moment.

"It's so easy." Yan Wu's body had been preliminarily refined by Sheng Yan, and his body reaction was already much faster than before, and he took a step back to avoid the Flame Palm, and Yan Wu directly hit the young man in the stomach with a wrong punch and knocked him directly to the ground.

"Next, is the Flame Punch? It is characterized by flames oozing a distance of ten centimeters from the fist. Yan Wu flashed to the side, dodging the second boy's attack, and then took a step forward and slashed directly at his neck, and the boy snorted to the ground, following in the footsteps of the young man in front.

"Fire Fist, Fire Kick, Flaming Elbow!" Countless martial arts information appeared in Yan Wu's mind, and in the state of knowing himself and his opponent, Yan Wu easily dodged or defended the attacks of the opponents who rushed towards him one by one, and then cleanly knocked them directly to the ground.

"The samurai level is nothing more than that." The circle around him has been emptied, Yan Wu rubbed his palms, he has not had time to learn martial arts, and he can only rely on * to attack weakly, at least Sheng Yan He dare not use it, after all, this is just a family draft, if you use Sheng Yan, I am afraid that if you use Sheng Yan, you will die if you are not good, and it will not end well.

"Yanwu? It's you! Seeing that there were no opponents around for the time being, Yan Wu stood quietly in the distance to rest, and at this time, a stunned voice sounded not far from behind him.

Yan Wu turned to look at the man, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose to reveal a smile: "If it's really not a bad match, it's actually the worst Yan Yu who bullied my predecessor, shouldn't I ask him to collect a little interest first?" "After all, Yan Yu is still only a warrior in the samurai stage, and Yan Wu has already cleaned up a lot of such a role before