After Yan Lan finished the competition lightly, he stood on the sidelines and set his eyes on the other three groups of competitions. Between the eyebrows, there is a hint of solemnity. He knew that the next competition would face unprecedented pressure.

Yan Lingyi fought against Yan Linghe, but it did not show a one-sided trend. Although Yan Linghe is only fourteen years old, his talent has to be said to be upper. At this moment, he knew that in the face of a strong opponent, he could only play a stunt without reservation. In the midst of the surging of his spiritual yuan, there was a trace of thunder scurrying.

"Lei Mang!" Yan Lan was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth smiled lightly, knowing that under that thunder, Yan Linghe cultivated, and because of his chance, he obtained some thunder and lightning energy.

These thunderbolts, like small piranhas flowing in the deep sea, come and go quickly, and the attack is weird, which makes Yan Lingyi feel a headache. However, under the slew of Yan Lingyi's chic posture, with a more vigorous cultivation than Yan Linghe, he gradually dragged him to a state of exhaustion.

Yan Lan looked at Yan Linghe, whose body was getting sluggish and sluggish, and frowned, this trend, if it weren't for the deep super trump card, failure was inevitable. However, the ending was just as Yan Lan expected, Yan Linghe was not knocked down in the end, but was tired of Yan Lingyi's guerrilla tactics and fell on the field.

"What a cunning Brother Ling Yi!" Yan Lan couldn't help but "admire" for a moment.

Yan Linglong fought against Yan Lingxuan, and after a period of stalemate, Yan Linglong relied on her ability to overcome rigidity with softness to send Yan Lingxuan out of the competition area.

Just as Yan Lan was amazed at Yan Linglong's strength, a bang exploded from the competition area of Yan Ling Mountain. Yan Lan fixed his eyes and saw that Yan Lingshan and Yan Lingrui, after punching each other, each took a few steps back, and their faces were full of solemnity.

"I don't know who can step into the top four between Brother Ling Shan and Brother Ling Rui. Yan Lan lowered his eyebrows and pondered, and then he smiled bitterly, "No matter who enters the top four, it will be difficult to deal with!"

Breathing a sigh of relief and letting himself relax, Yan Lan devoted himself to the competition between Yan Lingshan and the two, and found out the offensive routines of the two by observing some details.

In the competition field, Yan Lingshan and Yan Lingrui stood facing each other.

On the high platform, Yan Mufeng looked at Yan Lingshan with a solemn face, he didn't expect that Yan Lingrui would be able to stalemate with his son until now. The two of them, both in terms of momentum and attack power, are indistinguishable so far.

"Yan Lingrui, you usually hide too much, resulting in not exerting your best training, and over time, you must be lacking. Next, I will let you understand that you must not hide too deeply on weekdays to the point of making yourself moldy. If you can take my move, even if you are still evenly matched, I will still admit defeat and give you the honor of the top four. ”

Yan Lingshan's eyes were ruthless, and the aura around him instantly became violent. On top of the clenched fists, the green muscles were exposed, and the broad face also showed a hideous color. A strong spiritual element rolled like the waves of the sea.

Yan Lingrui stared at Yan Lingshan's momentum silently, and his face, which had always been relaxed, gradually solidified a heavy look. However, he is not a weak person, at the moment when the momentum of Yanling Mountain erupted, he was also full of spiritual yuan, and the whole person became crazy, like the god of war in the heavenly realm.

An evil smile appeared at the corner of Yan Lingshan's mouth, his right hand was slowly raised, and the huge spirit yuan rolled in his hand, and the aura of heaven and earth slowly converged towards his hand.

"It's the Heavenly Seal Palm! Brother Ling Shan has also successfully crossed the level of cultivation and has succeeded in cultivating the Heavenly Seal Palm!" Yan Lan secretly screamed, this kind of momentum, he was most familiar with. Suddenly, his fists were clenched, as if he was facing Yan Lingshan's attack, and the whole person was like a statue with a calm momentum.

"Huh, Yan Ling Mountain's Heavenly Seal Palm can actually be cultivated to such a realm, his cultivation should be at the peak of the Yuan Dan period. ”

"Tut, at the age of sixteen, you have the peak cultivation of the Yuan Dan period, it's not easy!"

"Ling Rui's cultivation, I'm afraid it's almost the same as Ling Shan! The masters of the north and south districts compete, I don't know who will kill the deer!"

......

The clansmen all held their breath and watched motionless at the final battle between the two geniuses.

Above Yan Ling Mountain's right hand, the huge Spirit Yuan Vortex slowly rotated with a breathtaking momentum.

The Heavenly Seal Palm relies on its own spirit yuan to block the opponent's offensive in order to achieve the goal of defeating the opponent. However, at this moment, Yan Lingrui also ran the Tianfeng palm to the extreme, and the two were tough and tough, which won and which lost, which was heartstrings.

Yan Lan's pupils had constricted to the size of a needle's tip. His spiritual sense was released, sensing the momentum of Yan Lingshan and the others.

"Come on, one move will determine the winner!"

Yan Lingshan shouted, and immediately walked quickly, and with the momentum of the boulder translation, he rushed towards Yan Lingrui indefinitely.

"Haha, I'm not afraid of you!"

Yan Lingrui also gritted his teeth, and the whole person was like a meteorite falling from the sky, facing Yan Lingshan's momentum with an indomitable momentum.

At the moment when the two of them collided with each other, Yan Lan frowned, and then stretched out slightly, showing a hint of relief on his face.

"In this duel, the winner must be decided, I already know who will win......" Yan Lan muttered to himself.

On the side, Yan Lingyu and Yan Linglong both stared at Yan Lan in surprise, although they were shocked by the battle with Yan Lingshan, they didn't understand why Yan Lan said this.

There was a bang, and between Yan Lingshan and Yan Lingrui's palms, the powerful spirit element was compressed, and he couldn't help but burst out with a deafening explosion. However, the two did not separate because of this, but stood for tat, and above their arms, two huge spirit yuan vortices, in opposite directions of rotation, devoured and crushed each other.

"Yan Lan, who do you think will lose?" In this stalemate moment, Yan Linglong couldn't help but ask.

Yan Lan's gaze did not leave Yan Lingshan and the others, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said with great certainty: "Brother Ling Rui, you will lose!"

"Hoo ......"

At this moment, not only Yan Linglong and Yan Lingyu, but even the many silent clansmen behind Yan Lan all let out a slight shock.

"No...... No, Ling Rui will lose, how did Yan Lan see it?" some clansmen couldn't help but ask softly.

"I guess it's a guess!"

"Stinky boy, shut up, how could our genius in the South District be defeated by that kid in the North District. Many people in the southern district said indignantly.

Yan Ling Mountain is still as immovable as a mountain, and Yan Ling Rui is still sharp. At the moment, it is simply impossible to judge who wins and who loses. This is where many clansmen are puzzled, but they don't understand why Yan Lan came to a conclusion early.

Yan Linglongdai frowned slightly, and looked at the slender young man beside her, with her strength, she couldn't judge who won and who lost, but the young man in front of her, who was four years younger than herself, said it so surely, and she couldn't resist believing it.

Yan Lingyu looked up at Yan Lan even more, blinked in surprise, and then stared at the two people in the field.

The fierce Lingyuan storm, arbitrarily vertical and horizontal, and the competition area with a radius of thirty zhang were all filled with strong Lingyuan energy, which made people marvel at the fierceness of this competition.

"Haha, Ling Rui, don't hold on. ”

After Yan Ling Mountain finished speaking, he roared violently, and his small mountain-like body suddenly pressed forward, and at the same time, a huge soul power, like a tide, surging towards Yan Lingrui.

"Hmm!" Yan Lingrui snorted lightly, faintly inaudible, but it was like injecting Yan Lingshan with a stimulant, making him suppress Yan Lingrui even more violently.

However, Yan Lingrui is also extraordinary after all. After a sudden dizziness in his consciousness, he no longer made any reservations, and in the dantian, a spirit energy that was on the verge of the body's bearing limit was surging and surging towards Yan Ling Mountain.

The two streams of energy, gathered between the palms, finally couldn't be suppressed, and erupted with a loud sound that shook the earth.

In the bright light, two figures retreated sharply.

Yan Lan's eyes sank darkly, concentrating her eyes, trying her best to probe the condition of the two people.

The violent explosion disappeared in a moment, and the wide competition area was empty. At the edge of the competition area, there were two figures, standing tall and motionless.

The whole square was silent. Even Yan Mufeng leaned forward slightly, holding his breath and concentrating, quietly looking at the center of the square.

"Huh, I didn't expect that, as Yan Lan said, Ling Shan won. After a long time, the clansmen reacted from the explosion and muttered.

"Hmm, even I couldn't judge it in advance, how did that Yan Lan judge?" This doubt suddenly lingered in the hearts of many clansmen.

When the results of the competition were out, the eyes of many clansmen no longer lingered on Yan Lingshan and the others, but looked straight at Yan Lan, with surprise in their eyes.