When it was announced that the morning test was over, most of the people did not leave their seats, and many people were still talking about the morning test.

There are also people who boast about seeing the scene where Yan Lan survived the thunderstorm, and they spat all over the place, but many people still listened attentively and their faces were full of shock.

After chatting with Yan Lingyu and the others for a while, he stepped into a stone room, locked the stone door, and then entered the Zen space to cultivate.

In the battle with Yan Lingyi in the morning, Yan Lan's move frantically used almost half of the spirit yuan energy and thunder soul power, otherwise, it would definitely be impossible to hurt Yan Lingyi like that.

At this moment, Yanlan Dantian is empty, his soul is vain, and he urgently needs to do his best to recover, otherwise in the afternoon competition, there is no need to fight at all, just admit defeat.

Yan Lan calculated in his heart, there were still more than two hours before the afternoon competition, and with the strong energy of the Zen heart space, he should be able to recover seventy-seven eighty-eight, after all, it was just energy consumption, and there was no injury.

In the banquet room, the high-level members of the family and Zhou Tianfeng and others were full of wine and food, and Zhou Tianfeng suddenly said: "Brother Yaoji, there are some things in my clan that I need to go back to deal with, so I have to leave now. ”

Yan Yaoji frowned, and found that Zhou Tianfeng was pulling Zhou Yuxiao, with a hint of urgency on his face, and immediately expected what he was thinking, he arched his hand and smiled: "Brother Tianfeng, it is a blessing for your family to come to the clan to cheer." Since your family has something to do, it's hard for me to force it to stay. ”

Zhou Tianfeng frowned, and then laughed: "The competition in the afternoon should be very exciting, hey, it's a pity not to watch the battle between the two geniuses of the Yan clan." I hope that at the martial arts test ceremony in more than four months, I can appreciate the demeanor of the geniuses of the Yan clan again......"

"Well, Brother Yaoji, don't forget that tomorrow morning, our two families will go to Xishan together, and we will meet the strange beast fate together, hehe, I don't know who is the owner of that great opportunity in the end!"

With a smile, Yan Yaoji's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said: "The fate is determined by heaven, and it is not for us to force it, and I will go to Xishan tomorrow, such an important matter, my clan will definitely not forget it." ”

The two exchanged a few words, and Zhou Tianfeng took Zhou Yuxiao and several followers to the clan, turning into a streamer and heading towards the sky.

Yan Yaoji looked at the people of the Zhou clan who had left, and there was a heavy doubt in his heart: "Relying on the huge resources of the Zhou clan, I am afraid that the kid named Zhou Yuxiao will improve his strength by leaps and bounds!"

With a low sigh, Yan Yaoji's somewhat slender figure appeared in Yan Yaoji's mind, and in his seemingly weak body, it always seemed to hide an unpredictable power.

Thinking of this, Yan Yaoji couldn't help but increase his confidence a little, and the corners of his mouth also grinned.

After all, the results achieved by the family in the martial arts test ceremony over the years are not ideal, and no matter how bad it is this time, it cannot be worse than before.

......

Two hours, in a blink of an eye.

The scorching sun in the sky shone brightly on the test square, but many clansmen were not less interested at all, and the seats around the entire square were still crowded and full.

Yan Lan was awakened by a spiritual consciousness set by himself, stretched his waist in the Zen heart space, and suddenly felt that his body was full of energy, and under the nourishment of golden energy, the spiritual element in the dantian reached a saturated state, and the soul power also reached a perfect state under the tempering of the soul element.

"It's really a rebellious Zen heart, a shocking soul element!"

Yan Lan couldn't help but sigh, and then stepped out of the Zen heart space, pushed open the stone door, the strong light of the outside world made people a little dizzy, followed by the shouts of the clansmen, like the waves of the sea, surging towards him.

Although the light is strong, with Yan Lan's profound strength, it has not had any impact on him.

Yan Lan's eyes swept towards the competition area, and he saw a figure already standing there, with an arrogant expression and a calm momentum.

"Brother Ling Tian, relying on the auxiliary cultivation of the King's Weapon, his strength should have been stabilized in the middle stage of the Transformation Pill, but I don't know what kind of state his soul realm has reached?"

Yan Lan walked out of the stone room with a smile on his face, and walked towards Yan Lingtian without fear amid the cheers of the clansmen.

The eyes of the two burst out with a stunning light.

Yan Mufeng looked at the two young men who were not convinced by each other, smiled slightly, immediately stood up, and said in a loud voice: "The battle of kings in the afternoon is about to kick off, clansmen, cheer for the strong!"

"Coax ......"

A thunderous noise erupted in the square.

"You say, Yan Lan can withstand Ling Tian's attacks?"

"What's the matter? Do you think that our Yan Lan in the Eastern District can't make a few moves under Ling Tian's hands?"

"Hehe, no, no, the rules of the battle of kings are completely different from the previous competition, and there has always been a limit of ten moves......"

"I know this, Yan Lan will definitely be fine if he bears Yan Lingtian's ten waves of attacks!"

......

Yan Mufeng looked at the noisy clansmen, and let the clan's favor be released for a long time, before he raised his hand and said in a loud voice: "The battle of kings is about to begin, as we all know, the winner of the king's weapon, the cultivation process has been helped by the king's weapon, and the cultivation has been steadily soared. ”

"It is actually unfair to let people who have not been assisted in cultivating with the assistance of the King's Weapon fight a fair duel with the owner of the King's Weapon. Therefore, the rules of the afternoon competition are still the same as in previous years, and the winner is determined by ten moves. ”

Looking at the center of the competition venue, Yan Lan and the two of them, who were looking at each other five zhang apart, Yan Mufeng was even more interested, paused, and continued: "The battle of kings, the competition area has been expanded to a hundred zhang square circle, and Yan Lingtian, the owner of the king's weapon, needs to defeat the challenger Yan Lan within ten moves before he can continue to have the king's weapon." ”

In other words, Yan Lan needs to be able to stand in the competition area after Yan Lingtian's ten moves, even if he wins. Now, let's start the competition!"

Yan Mufeng regained his previous arrogance and shouted.

Many clansmen closed their mouths and stared at Yan Lan and the others with concentrated concentration, wondering what hole cards he relied on to insist on ten moves under Yan Lingtian.

"Yan Lan, the best genius of my clan, let me appreciate your style!"

A proud smile appeared on the corner of Yan Lingtian's mouth.

Yan Lan's eyes froze, and then he smiled: "I am also looking forward to trying my hand at the best genius of my clan in a hundred years!"

Immediately, with a clench of his fists, Yan Lan's true body spirit was surging, and a strong battle intent permeated the audience, making the clansmen look forward to it even more.

"Hahaha, it seems that the old man is really not the right time to come......"

Suddenly, a shocking voice resounded throughout the audience, Yan Lan was shocked, looked up, and saw that above the sky, two old men with more than a dozen middle-aged men with extraordinary skills swept towards the center of the Yan Clan Square without hurry.

"Banghuo!"

Yan Lan's pupils tightened, and he suddenly recognized the familiar and disgusted figure among these people.