Chapter 4: The First Stunt

Seeing that Yan Lan did not hesitate to attack his abdomen, Yan Linghe had no choice but to withdraw his right palm, put his hands together, and instantly condensed into a shield in his abdomen.

Seeing this, Yan Lan was even more vigorous above his right fist. With a muffled sound, it slammed into the shield, and the shield suddenly became extremely distorted and made a creaking sound.

Yan Linghe secretly screamed that it was not good, and hurriedly urged the blessing of Lingyuan to stabilize it, but the thickness of the shield was suddenly a little weaker.

"Brother Ling He, the defense has been strengthened a lot!" Yan Lan didn't care at all that his offensive was blocked, and said with a smile on his face.

Yan Linghe sneered, did not reply, immediately turned his palms, and instantly burst out with a huge energy, and blasted towards Yan Lan's chest without hesitation.

Yan Lan took the soles of his feet as the center of the circle, his body tilted, and he drew a circle on the ground, and then jumped up, poured Lingyuan into his right foot, and kicked towards the back of Yan Linghe's neck.

"Good boy, good response. Yan Linghe felt the cold air in his back, and immediately turned around, his fists were full of strong Lingyuan, and he proudly greeted him.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang ......" fists and feet are added, Lingyuan bursts, two arrogant teenagers fight each other in close quarters, open and close, between the fists and palms, the danger is full of dangers, and the danger is turned into a disaster, and the exquisite demolition moves make many onlookers applaud.

This competition lasted for about two incense sticks, and the two were not yet separated.

Suddenly, Yan Lan took three steps back, his face was calm, his body was surging, his clothes and hair were fluttering, and his eyes revealed a treacherous color.

"Using the family stunt, I will accompany the ......" Yan Linghe's heart sank.

"Heavenly Sword Hand. Yan Lan snorted coldly, and a light blade condensed in his right palm, and the light blade instantly grew to one zhang, and a faint shocking power was released.

"Sure enough, it is the first-order high-grade skill of our clan - the Heavenly Sword Hand. This momentum was noticed by the onlookers at a glance.

Legend has it that there are nine levels of exercises, the highest of the nine orders, the lowest of the first order, and each level has four grades: the lower, middle and upper poles.

"Yan Lan, this kid, actually runs the Heavenly Sword Hand so smoothly!" Yan Linghe's gaze was slightly surprised, he knew how difficult it was to cultivate the Heavenly Sword Hand.

What made him even more incredible was that when he ran the Heavenly Sword Hand before, his body trembled, his face was swollen red, and he was extremely struggling. But Yan Lan is with a knife in his hand, and he is at ease.

"Heavenly Sword Hand, you are not the only one who has cultivated. Although Yan Linghe was shocked in his heart, he was not convinced. He immediately raised his right palm, and suddenly, a light blade comparable to Yan Lan's momentum appeared on his right palm.

Seeing Yan Lan and the others use the Heavenly Sword Technique, many clansmen took a few deep breaths. Heavenly Sword Hand, a first-order high-grade skill, if you want to cultivate, you need at least the cultivation of the Yuan Dan period.

"Could it be that Yan Lan's cultivation has reached the middle stage of Yuan Dan?" Seeing that Yan Lan's Heavenly Sword hand was as smooth as flowing water, but Yan Linghe looked a little jerky, a clansman exclaimed softly.

"How is it possible, thirteen years old, the middle stage of Yuan Dan? This is a realm that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old genius boy can only reach!"

"This kid, not only is his physical strength strong, but even his cultivation is so amazing!"

“......”

At this moment, many clansmen who despised Yan Lan slightly put away a trace of frivolity. Because, Yan Lan's talent and strength are destined to be a burden to the family in the future, and even become a member of the core of the family.

To despise the core of the family is simply idiot.

"Brother Linghe, be careful. Yan Lan suddenly shouted, and the light blade immediately slashed towards Yan Ling River.

"I don't need you to remind you. Yan Linghe bit his lips and teeth, and the light blade in his hand did not hesitate to meet him.

"Boom ......"

Two one-zhang long light blades slammed into each other violently, making a deafening explosion, and the scattered spirit yuan actually knocked some teenagers three or four zhang away to the ground.

"What a fierce Heavenly Sword Hand......" The eyes of people of the same age burst out with shock and envy, and even the onlookers let out some exclamations.

"It's incredible that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy can display such a strong energy!"

"This competition is another tie!"

"No, it should be Yan Lan who has the upper hand slightly, his body hasn't moved a step, but Ling He is half a step back!"

“......”

In the discussion of the clansmen, there are many sharp-eyed people who have discovered this insignificant detail.

"Huh, this kid Yan Lan seems to be more than a little stronger, and he has always fought in the past. This time, he actually knocked me back by a step......" The corner of Yan Linghe's eyes jumped unnaturally, this gap that seemed insignificant to others seemed to him, but in his opinion, it was as wide as a moat.

Because, he is one year older than Yan Lan, and he thinks that his talent and hard work are not under Yan Lan. But the gap in strength is widening at a speed that he can feel.

Although Yan Linghe's face was the same, his heart set off turbulent waves. Yan Lan's progress finally made him feel the pressure for the first time.

The eyes of most of the people were flashing with surprise. Yan Linghe's strength was the best among his fourteen-year-old peers, and compared to some fifteen-year-old clan members, he was even better. Now thirteen-year-old Yan Lan can still be slightly overwhelmed, this kind of strength can really be called a genius.

"Perhaps, it's Ling He who retains some strength!" There are still a few old stubborns who are not used to Yan Lan, so they have to comfort themselves like this.

"Happy!" Yan Lan flicked his sleeves with satisfaction and said with a satisfied expression. Although this blow did not achieve an absolute advantage, he was not annoyed at all. The admiration of the clansmen also made his smile gradually increase.

Yan Muxiong smiled with satisfaction, and then shouted: "Assemble!"

Yan Linghe gritted his teeth and glared at Yan Lan a few times, as if he wanted to say something. But after hesitating for a few moments, he finally didn't say a word, turned away, just clenched his fists, and a little more resolute between his eyebrows.

At this time, Yan Lingshan's brows furrowed, and he exclaimed in his heart: "Yan Lan is so relaxed, hasn't he used all his strength just now?"

He had been watching Yan Lan's battle from a distance, and even he had to defend himself seriously with that movement. Although he is three years older than Yan Lan, it now seems that Yan Lan is an opponent who needs to be taken to heart.

The rest of the powerful teenagers looked at Yan Lan's gaze, a little more awe and fiery, and some of the teenagers who were older than Yan Lan had a bit of solemnity in their faces. Because the strength that Yan Lan showed this time had already posed a threat to their ranking in the family competition.

"Everyone trained well today. Next, you meditate for an hour. Yan Muxiong's expression was still as cold as frost, and even the praise didn't show any smile.

Yan Lan sat cross-legged on the ground, the time of meditation passed very quickly, and an hour was soon at the end, and the spirit yuan that Yan Lan had just consumed was also recovered, and the whole person was also refreshed.

Just as Yan Lan's soul was looking inward, her spiritual sense was introverted, and she was taking a final rest, suddenly, she vaguely felt the sound of breaking the sky in the distance, and she came quickly. Immediately opened his eyes and looked at them with great eyes.

At this moment, there were also many strong people on the training ground, who also felt the abnormal movement, and they all opened their eyes and looked in that direction.