Chapter Forty-Eight: The Two Powers Meet

"Next, please No. 1 and No. 3 to enter the competition venue. Yan Lan's ears sounded Yan Muxiong's shout.

"...... Uproar"

Suddenly, the entire square was boiling and the people shouted excitedly, cheering for the object of their support.

Yan Lan followed the bodies of Yan Lingyi and the others, and her eyes gradually moved to the field. Suddenly, I found that the competition area was set in the middle of the square, and the radius was expanded to forty zhang. The two figures, both in a free and easy attitude, slowly floated into the competition area.

"Master, even the entrance posture is different, it seems that I also have to engage in a more eye-catching entry posture!" Yan Lan squinted, touched his chin and smiled to himself.

On the high platform, Yan Yaoji smiled and stroked his beard, with a hint of pride in his eyes. The two people in this competition, even if they are placed in the family Mu Zi generation, will not look weak. After all, there were less than five people in the family who had reached the second level of cultivation out of a thousand. Yan Li Yuanying's cultivation in the early days is said to be at the bottom of the clan, but that is relative to the core figure of the family. Compared with the vast majority of the clansmen, the strength of the early Yuan Infant is definitely in the forefront.

In the path of cultivation, if you don't have excellent talent and diligence in the later stage, it will be difficult to make progress. This is known to all practitioners. Therefore, every clan and faction attaches so much importance to the cultivation of younger generations, especially those who see excellent talent and diligence, and they spare no effort to cultivate.

Zhou Tianfeng also put away his scattered state, straightened up, and his sharp gaze fell condescendingly on Yan Lingyi and the others. In the depths of his eyes, there is a state of scrutiny.

"Competition, start!" This time, the one who gave the order was Yan Mufeng himself.

Under the order, Yan Lingyi and Yan Linglong did not make a move immediately, but looked at each other, brewing momentum for each other.

Yan Lan stood outside the competition hall and watched the competition quietly.

"Brother Ling Yi and Sister Linglong's cultivation, I'm afraid they have already reached the early stage of Huadan. The soul realm of the two, well, should be the peak of the third grade of the human realm, compared to the late stage of the third grade of the human realm of Brother Ling Shan, the middle stage of the third grade of the human realm of Brother Ling Rui, it is indeed one line higher. My soul realm is in the middle of the fifth grade of the human realm, and my cultivation has reached the late stage of Yuan Dan, if I fight with Brother Ling Yi, I should have such a chance of winning!"

Yan Lan exuded his spiritual sense to the extreme, capturing the momentum released by Yan Lingyi and the others, and from this momentum, relying on his powerful soul power, he carefully analyzed the strength of the two of them.

"Ling Long, our strength is just afraid that it is not much different, so let's stop doing senseless fighting, take out your strongest move, and decide the winner!" Yan Lan frowned, and Yan Lingyi's words clearly reached his ears.

"One move determines the victory!" Yan Lan's eyes were full of essence, he raised his head and looked at the two people in the field from a distance, and his soul power was also unreservedly released, probing the offensive situation of the two of them.

I saw Yan Linglong smile and said: "Your strength is so strong, I'm afraid I can't be your opponent, but I still have to try your edge to see how big the gap is between our strength." ”

The corners of Yan Lingyi's mouth were lightly raised, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes, but love was for love, his goal this time was to take down the king's weapon, so he could only endure the pain.

"Let's make a move!" Yan Lingyi said lightly.

"Finally, I can see you at full strength, so that I can better know your strength. Seeing this scene, Yan Lan showed a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. Usually they hide their strength, and it is difficult to peek. However, when fighting without reservation, it is the best time to find out the strength of the opponent.

With a coquettish shout, I saw that Yan Linglong's body exuded dazzling brilliance, and Lingyuan rolled like waves in the sea, wrapping his graceful body, and the whole person was like an energy bomb that exploded at any time, suddenly rushing towards Yan Lingyi.

"This kind of strong attack is simply squandering Lingyuan like water!" Yan Lan said with wide eyes and smacked his lips.

Yan Lingyi stepped forward with one foot, and the energy around his body trembled, and suddenly, an invisible energy fluctuated slightly around his body.

"This energy seems to be invisible, but it contains extremely deep lethality!" Yan Lan's eyes froze, and he suddenly felt the energy emitted by Yan Lingyi, which contained a rather fierce offensive.

"Boom......" slammed into Yan Lan with a crisp and sharp bang, and Yan Lan felt a wave of qi rushing in, and the earth trembled slightly. Immediately, he saw one person flying upside down, while the other figure only took a few steps back.

"Brother Ling Yi's cultivation is really unfathomable, I am willing to bow to the wind, I lost this competition!" The person who flew away upside down was Yan Linglong. I saw her turn over in the air, and she fell to the ground very neatly, and immediately arched her hand.

Yan Lan stared at it, and saw that Yan Linglong's face was only a little pale, but between his gestures, he didn't seem to have consumed much. And she wasn't blasted out of the test area.

"Hmm, Sister Linglong clearly has the strength to fight again, and this competition is only slightly inferior, how can she easily abstain?" Yan Lan was a little stunned, but she didn't expect that these two powerhouses ended the competition so hastily.

"Sister Ling Long is too modest, your strength is not much lower than mine! It's just ......" Yan Lingyi frowned slightly, he didn't expect that this battle would end so lightly.

"If you lose, you lose, I wish Brother Ling Yi the first place in this competition in advance!" Yan Linglong smiled faintly, arched his hand, his clothes were relaxed, and he turned around and walked away from the court. When she walked to the edge of the venue, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she nodded and smiled at Yan Muluan, who also smiled at her.

"Hmm, is this the end of this semi-final?" the audience was silent for a moment, and finally someone from the clan asked this sentence in a sneering manner. Obviously, the results of this competition exceeded many people's expectations. In their opinion, when the two powerhouses meet, it should be a lively battle.

"That Ling Yi, this competition, but he didn't consume much spirit yuan. In the next finals, no matter who wins Yan Lan and Yan Lingshan, the final first place, I am afraid that it must be Ling Yi!"

After many clansmen finished exclaiming, they said to each other again. After all, even Yan Linglong was easily lost in the hands of Yan Lingyi, and the sixteen-year-old Yan Lingshan and the thirteen-year-old Yan Lan still had an age gap with Yan Lingyi, so naturally they couldn't stop their edge.

After the clansmen were boiling for a long time, Yan Mufeng stood up, waved his hand to signal quiet, looked at Yan Lingshan with satisfaction, and then said proudly: "Semi-finals, the first game has ended. Next, invite Yan Lingshan and Yan Lan to the court to compete for another place in the finals, let's cheer for the two geniuses!"

Yan Mufeng's passionate voice once again made the emotions of the clansmen exaggerated to the extreme.

Yan Lan raised his head and looked at the cheering clansmen, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Brother Ling Shan, I will definitely not lose to you. Those people who despise me, next, I will let you know my true strength. ”

Yan Lan stepped lightly towards the competition area, originally a little nervous, but at the moment when the competition really came, he was inexplicably relieved. On the clenched fist, wisps of golden energy faintly evaporated.