"Well, this trick looks really beautiful, but it's so extremely consuming of spirit yuan, I think you can fiddle with it a few times!"

Situ Hengkong's face did not change color because Situ Zhaonan temporarily fell into the wind, if you looked closely, you saw that he actually had a faint sneer.

Situ Zhaonan's expression was slightly cold, this time he was prepared and full of confidence, but in front of so many beauties, he fell behind, although he was undefeated, but it made him feel unhappy somewhat.

"It seems that only a quick solution can attract the attention of girls and make me feel more happy!"

Situ Zhaonan snorted coldly, and the spiritual yuan around him burst out, and above his arms, a huge amount of spiritual power was rolling. Full of long hair, all flying in the tyrannical spirit element.

In the blink of an eye, Situ Zhaonan relied on his speed advantage to attack Yan Lan at close range.

"Bang!"

Situ Zhaonan's punch to Yan Lan's abdomen was stopped.

"Bang!"

The punch that slammed into the head was also stopped by Yan Lan.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The two fought in close quarters, and the sound of fists and palms colliding sounded like firecrackers.

When everyone looked, they saw Situ Zhaonan's figure fluttering, and he bombarded Yan Lan indiscriminately.

And Yan Lan was fully defensive, using both fists and feet, intercepting every attack of Situ Zhaonan.

With the lengthening of the duel, the mouth shape of many Yan clansmen gradually became an "oh" shape, they didn't expect that Situ Zhaonan's strength was not as they expected, and they could absolutely suppress Yan Lan.

"Yan Lan, maybe you really have a little ability. ”

Many clansmen looked at Yan Lan's gaze, and once again suddenly became surprised.

Yan Muxiong's gaze never left Yan Lan's figure, and at this moment, his originally extremely dignified expression was slightly relieved. In his eyes, a hint of anticipation jumped faintly.

"If Yan Lan can win this time, then he will be the most outstanding family disciple in terms of innate talent and acquired hard work since I took charge, although he is still ...... young."

Yan Muxiong's gaze became more and more hot.

"Brother Xiaolan, why don't you only defend and not attack, you can't go on like this!"

Among the onlookers, Yan Ling Yudai frowned slightly, and said softly.

"Although Brother Yan Lan only attacks and does not defend, he is relaxed and comfortable, and he will not fall into disadvantage for a while. ”

On Yan Lingyu's side, a woman who was half a head taller than Ling Yu said indifferently. But in her watery eyes, there was a flash of amazement.

This woman's name is Yan Linglong, seventeen years old, she was born as beautiful as snow, elegant and refined, and her figure is even more graceful than Yan Lingyu.

"Oh. ”

Yan Lingyu responded, and then her contact lenses condensed, and she continued to watch the battle quite nervously.

This onslaught, fists and palms intertwined, lasted for more than a hundred times.

Situ Hengkong's face twitched slightly, his brows furrowed, and he said secretly: "Nan'er's fierce attack this time, even if you cultivate to the middle stage of Yuan Dan, it will be difficult to take it all." Yanlan Xiao'er was able to persist for more than 100 times without showing his decline, and he really had some means. However, the ending has long been doomed......"

After a hundred punches, seeing that he had gained little, Situ Zhaonan suddenly realized that he seemed to despise his opponent, and immediately snorted lightly, his body rotated around Yan Lan, and he stopped behind Yan Lan in an instant. The right hand that was wrapped in the thick Lingyuan was straight at the back of Yan Lan's head and blasted away.

Attacking behind him, Yan Lan didn't have to look back, his soul could naturally sense it.

"Hmph, don't think that only you are fast!"

Yan Lan's body immediately condensed, his body was restrained, he bowed forward slightly, and then shouted, like throwing a heavy object, his right hand was just like a dragon out of the abyss, and with lightning speed, he slammed towards Situ Zhaonan's hard fist.

Situ Hengkong's expression was solemn, he didn't expect that Yan Lan would be able to react quickly under Situ Zhaonan's rapid speed, and he could also gather momentum and respond to Situ Zhaonan with the most domineering offensive.

"Boom ......"

The two still immature fists, like two pieces of hard gold and iron, bombarded together domineeringly, making a shocking explosion.

A strong light, like the sun in the sun, shines so brightly that everyone can't look at it directly;

The scattered Lingyuan overturned many of the disciples of the lower family on the sidelines to the ground.

Under the residual strength of the two Lingyuan, the sleeves of Yan Lan and Situ Zhaonan were all shattered, turning into powder and scattered all over the ground.

The figures of the two of them also took seven or eight steps back, and their eyes showed a solemnity for the strength of their opponents.

At this moment, Yan Linghe's eyes flashed with incredible colors. He clearly felt that the power of Yan Lan's punch was much greater than the move he had duel with him before. He asked himself, if he was the one who took Yan Lan's punch now, he was afraid that he would suffer a lot of internal injuries.

Yan Linghe took a deep breath and regarded Yan Lan as an opponent who surpassed him, although he was unwilling, he had to admit this helpless reality.

"Yan Lan, this kid, I actually underestimated his strength!"

"It seems that the outcome of this competition may not be as bad as expected!"

“......”

The hearts of the onlookers were hanging, and after seeing Yan Lan take it without danger, they lowered it a little.

For Yan Lan's strength, he had to rate it a few points higher.

Of course, the good impression of Yan Lan has also improved a lot.

Yan Muxiong's cold and resolute gaze couldn't help but reveal joy at this time. He turned his head and saw Situ Hengkong's expression, his arrogance had decreased a little, and there was even a trace of solemnity between his eyebrows.

"The strength is good, your name is Yanlan, I remember you. But with this bit of strength, you can't win against me. ”

Situ Zhaonan's cold and resolute face showed a slight smile.

Whether this is an admiring opponent's smile or a confident smile, it's impossible to know.

When Yan Lan heard this, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said with a smile: "Yan Lan is my name, but how do you know that I only have this strength?"

Yan Lan's expression pretended to be relaxed, but his heart was quite dignified.

In the past, he only needed to show seventy percent of his strength to be able to mix with ease.

Moreover, the significance of the previous competition is far less than this competition. This is the first time in 13 years that he has faced such a formidable opponent. If you don't worry, that's impossible.

However, there is no point in worrying, it is better to show 10% of the strength and fight with all your might.

Situ Zhaonan's afterglow swept slightly over the girls watching around, and he felt the gaze of the girls staring at him, and he immediately felt quite enjoyable.

"It's really intoxicating to be noticed by so many beautiful people of the opposite sex. If I can defeat Yan Lan quickly, their gaze, even if they are a little resentful, will have some admiration. ”

The corners of Situ Zhaonan's mouth raised a proud arc.

"Yan Lan, your upper hand, let's stop here. ”