Looking at Yan Lan's slender body, the Yan clan, as well as many team members, all made an uproar.

"This guy has just taken over a lot of the limelight, is he going to steal the limelight again?" Yan Lingshan muttered rather dissatisfiedly, "But it's okay, I'm three years older than that guy named Zhao Nan, even if I win, it's nothing." Look at that Situ Zhaonan, the words are so loud, and he dares to come to challenge, there should be a few brushes. Yan Lan, this guy, also seems to have two brushes, let them compete with each other, I just want to see how strong Yan Lan's strength is. ”

After thinking about it, Yan Lingshan made up his mind and shouted: "Yan Lan, you can't do it, don't lose our family's face." ”

Yan Lan was still smiling, waved his hand, and said, "How can you know if you don't try." ”

Although Yan Lan showed an indifferent look, in his heart, he solemnly put Situ Zhaonan in the position of a strong man. If nothing else, let's just say that the cold perseverance is also rare among peers.

At this time, Yan Linghe, who had always thought of himself as a genius, was suddenly a little stunned, he didn't expect that Yan Lan would stand up and fight at this moment. Just now he was hesitating to stand up, but before he made a decision in his heart, someone had already taken the lead.

Yan Muxiong groaned and touched his chin quietly: "Among the thirteen-year-old clan members, Yan Lan's strength is the most outstanding. It seems that Situ Zhaonan is indeed talented. However, Yan Lan may not be very sure that he will win that Situ Zhaonan, but at least he won't look too defeated. ”

Immediately, the corners of Yan Muxiong's mouth lifted and said, "Senior Situ, our clan will be fought by Yan Lan." ”

"Oh?" Situ snorted lightly, his old spicy gaze stared at Yan Lan fiercely, "Although you are hidden in the realm of cultivation, you can only see in an instant that you have reached the middle stage of Yuan Dan, hmph, the talent is indeed amazing, but compared to the late stage of Nan'er Yuan Dan, it is a line behind." Nan'er has been baptized by Lei Mang of our clan, and her cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, far surpassing people of the same age. An opponent who is weaker than Nan'er, Nan'er can't be interested!"

Naturally, the old and refined Situ Hengkong would not say this, he laughed, stroked his beard and said, "Could it be that the Yan family has no talent?"

As soon as these words came out, the clansmen of the Yan family were suddenly excited, and the entire training ground suddenly became noisy.

"This old horseman, what a wild wave!"

"My Yan family is full of talents, how can the Situ family be so rude!"

“......”

Yan Lan frowned slightly, groaned, looked at Situ Zhaonan again, and said in his heart: "Zhaonan boy, the cultivation realm should be stronger than me." If it weren't for the improvement of my suppression cultivation, my cultivation realm would definitely be able to suppress him. It's just that my father repeatedly told me that we should not be greedy for fast cultivation, but should move forward steadily and lay a solid foundation, so that we can help improve in the future. Now my foundation should not be inferior to that kid, and I will fight with all my might, at least I will not be defeated. ”

Yan Muxiong's cheeks twitched a few times, his eyes were a little cold, he waved his hand, suppressed the noise of the clansmen, and asked in a deep voice: "I don't know Senior Situ, what do you mean by your words?"

Situ smiled proudly and said, "Let me tell you the truth, among the outstanding young generation of our Situ family, there is no one under the age of fifteen who can defeat Nan'er; among the sixteen-year-olds, there are only a handful of those who can be equal to Nan'er; and among the seventeen-year-olds, there are no more than five fingers. You just pick a little kid to participate in the war, you really don't take our Situ family seriously!"

"Hoo ......"

The noisy training ground suddenly fell silent. The originally angry clansmen didn't know what to say to argue at the moment.

"Now Yanlan has really hit an iron nail!"

"In the past hundred years, my clan has indeed been inferior to one generation after another, compared to the Situ family, after all, it is still so far behind!"

At this time, many Yan clansmen sighed in their hearts.

Situ Hengkong is the second elder of the Situ family, although what he said makes people inevitably feel unrestrained when they hear it. But with his identity and status, there is no need to use deception to raise Situ Zhaonan's strength.

Many clansmen looked worried, secretly looking at the inconspicuous young man in front of them, he actually had the strength comparable to the sixteen or seventeen-year-old outstanding boy, on the other hand, looking at his own family, at least in terms of daily training, no thirteen-year-old team member has the ability to compete with sixteen or seventeen-year-old team members. Although Yan Lan was talented, it was only limited to weight-bearing training, and the clansmen did not think that he had the strength to challenge the sixteen or seventeen-year-old group members.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the training ground was a little awkwardly quiet.

The clansmen of the Yan family all looked solemn, obviously Situ Zhaonan's strength was too unexpected.

"Senior Situ, don't you want to hit my family's momentum hard in one go?" Yan Lan turned his head slightly and said with a calm expression. Obviously, Situ Hengkong wanted to find a hard stone to start with, so as to better make Situ Zhaonan stand strong, but Situ Hengkong regarded him as a soft persimmon.

Pouting unconvinced, Yan Lan continued: "Otherwise, if I lose, then the older powerhouse of my clan will be on top." At that time, even if Zhao Nan loses slightly, it is enough to show that among my clan's peers, no one can hope to be the leader of your family. ”

"Good boy, have courage!" The Yan clansmen, who were losing in momentum, secretly gave Yan Lan a thumbs up.

Even in the face of a strong man like Situ Hengkong, Yan Lan's words were still calm, neither humble nor arrogant. Regardless of whether Yan Lan can win in the end, this Shen Yi wit is enough to amaze many clansmen. Even those who are a little prejudiced against Yan Lan on weekdays feel that he suddenly doesn't look so unpleasant, and even a little cute.

Hearing Yan Lan's words, Situ Hengkong's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his eyes that could frighten people to death were locked on Yan Lan's body.

"This son's state of mind is not bad, he can fight with Nan'er, I don't know his true strength, how strong is it?"

Situ Hengkong's eyes narrowed slightly, he pondered for a moment, and said: "Well, what you kid said also makes some sense, it seems that the Yan clan is also talented, but it is not enough to just talk about it." ”

"Okay or not, see the real chapter. Yan Lan's pupils tightened, and he said calmly.

Many Yan clan people suddenly felt a lot more comfortable in their hearts. However, what followed was suspicion and worry, although Yan Lan's performance on weekdays was indeed outstanding, but compared to Situ Zhaonan's strength comparable to that of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, he didn't feel much confidence.

"Hopefully, Yan Lan can hold on a little longer, at least, don't lose too ugly. "The Yan clan no longer has the certainty of victory, and only prays that this battle can be as face-saving as possible.

"It's good, it's good. Situ Hengkong didn't know whether to shout or pretend to tease, he put Situ Zhaonan off his shoulders and said with a smile, "Nan'er, go to the battle, don't underestimate the enemy!"

Situ Hengkong's words were extremely soft, which was very inconsistent with his fiery temper, which showed his love for this grandson.

"Well, I'm not going to be careless. Situ Zhaonan's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Yan Lan expressionlessly.

On the huge training ground, everyone has already given up an area.

In the center of the area, two teenagers stood facing each other. A gentle breeze blew the clothes and hair of the two teenagers, and the atmosphere was a little desolate.

Yan Muxiong coughed lightly and said, "This is a competition between my Yan family and the Situ family, not a battle of life and death. Therefore, with the area of 20 zhang on this side as the boundary, whoever goes out of the boundary first will admit defeat. Senior Situ, do you have any objections?"

Situ shook his beard, waved his hand and said: "The rules of the game, as long as they are fair to both sides, you can do whatever you think!"

This demeanor is obviously extremely confident in Situ Zhaonan's strength.

"Good. Yan Muxiong's expression was solemn, and he shouted, "Competition, let's start!"