In the early morning of the next day, when the sky was slightly bright, Yan Lan walked out of the Zen heart space, clenched her fists, stretched her waist, and suddenly felt comfortable all over her body and full of spiritual yuan.

"The recovery ability of the Zen heart space is really not ordinarily strong! What kind of person is a mother, how can she have such a powerful treasure...... But if my mother is so powerful, why doesn't she come to me?"

Yan Lan pouted and muttered in his heart for a moment, but he had such an idea, and it was not at this time, he shook his head slightly, knowing that he couldn't think of anything now, so he had to suppress his thoughts and open the door.

Standing at the door and releasing the power of his soul, Yan Lan sensed that the training square was already full of many clansmen.

"It seems that these clansmen are more excited than me, and they went to occupy a place so early!" Yan Lan pursed her lips and smiled, "This time the opponent is Brother Ling Yi, huh...... No matter what, let go and fight, fight hard, even if it's just for your father, you can be as proud as other clansmen! Winning is much better than losing. ”

Without the burden of swearing to take the king's weapon, Yan Lan's depressed heart gradually became relaxed, after all, no one likes a heavy stone, which is always pressed on his heart.

Turning his head, he looked at the familiar path in front of the door, but the figure of the dancing girl did not appear as early as usual.

"Sister Ling Yu, I should be afraid that it will affect my rest and cause my combat strength to weaken!" Yan Lan pursed his lips and smiled, and walked towards the family training square alone.

As he walked, Yan Lan raised his head and looked up at the clouds floating in the sky, and suddenly, he found that these clouds seemed to have a sense of his own, as if they were ...... It's like a part of your soul.

Yan Lan frowned, his footsteps stopped abruptly, and he stood in place, staring blankly at the sky, his eyes full of shock and incomprehension.

Above the sky, the cloud that Yan Lan was staring at suddenly and slowly changed shape, and if you are careful, you will find that the originally scattered cloud is condensing into a whirlpool, and there is gradually a slight electric surge in the cloud.

Yan Lan's body suddenly stiffened, dumbfounded.

"How...... How is it possible, that cloud is actually controlled by my will!"

The cloud controlled by Yan Lan had already formed a prototype of a whirlpool, but the form was very small, and the people on the ground, if they didn't look closely, they couldn't identify it at all. That whirlpool cloud was 108,000 miles away from the real whirlpool cloud.

However, as Yan Lan wanted to continue to condense the whirlpool clouds, he suddenly felt that his heart was more than enough but his strength was insufficient, and no matter how much he exerted his soul power, he could no longer condense it.

"It seems that this should be due to the thunderstorm of the sky, and my soul has been tempered by the heavenly thunder soul element, so that I have such an ability. But compared to Tianwei, my soul is still very weak!" Yan Lan pondered for a moment, thinking.

It's just that he doesn't know now that the ability he has to control thunderclouds has caused a great shock to the powerhouses in the world in the future game of heaven and earth.

Yan Lan took his attention away from the swirling clouds, and the clouds scattered again with the wind. He fixed his gaze on another cloud, and his mind moved, and the cloud slowly gathered into a whirlpool.

Every cloud in the sky was tested by Yan Lan one by one, and he found that wherever his mind went, the clouds immediately moved with his heart, and this feeling was really mysterious, which made him extremely excited.

As Yan Lan continued to experiment with the clouds in the sky, before he knew it, he had already walked to the edge of the training square, looking at the crowded square, he realized that he was too addicted to playing, and his soul power had actually consumed a small half.

Slapping the back of his head, Yan Lan smiled bitterly, and while there was still a period of time before the competition, he hurriedly retreated from the square, found a quiet place, and entered the Zen space to recover quickly. After all, Yan Lingyi is the strongest person in the junior group, and he must be in the best condition to have the confidence to fight with him.

......

The sun is shining, and thousands of people are crowded.

The number of people in the training square today is a small half more than yesterday. After all, there are many clansmen who are not too interested in the previous competition. However, today is different, today is the final battle and the final battle of kings, which is much more exciting than yesterday's game. Therefore, many clansmen who usually go deep into Jianfu have gone out to watch the battle. Among them, many clansmen have a lot of doubts about the magical legend of Yan Lan. After living in the world for a long time, they are indifferent to any earth-shattering events that happen outside, let alone the affairs of the younger members of the family.

At this moment, Yan Yaoji, the patriarch of the Yan clan, Zhou Tianfeng, the patriarch of the Zhou clan, many elders of the Yan clan, and the core figures of the second generation have all sat down.

On the side of the square, Yan Lingyi stood outstanding, his body as tall as a spear. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his body exuded a contemplative momentum, and waves of heaven and earth aura were constantly converging towards him.

"Ling Yi is still seizing the time to cultivate at the moment, it seems that he is trying to make himself the best state, against Yan Lan, he is not underestimated!"

"Ling Yi has always been cautious, but it is a move to underestimate the enemy, Yan Lan can enter the finals, it seems that it is not all luck, even if he is as strong as Ling Yi, he must deal with it with all his might. ”

“......”

Looking at Yan Lingyi, who was racing against time to cultivate, the clansmen talked about it one after another.

Time, completely uncontrolled, gallops away mercilessly.

Before the official competition, there was only a little more than one stick of incense left, and the square that used to be whispering and noisy gradually became noisy.

"It's almost time to start, why is there no trace of Yan Lan?"

"yes, isn't this kid oversleeping!"

"I guess Yan Lan is timid, Ling Yi is the strongest person in my clan's youth group, Yan Lan must be afraid that the aura of genius will land, so he simply abstained!"

"Phew, our Yan Lan in the Eastern District is not as timid as a mouse......" a member of the Eastern District said angrily.

"Isn't it because he overate last night and has a physical condition?" Many people from the Eastern District couldn't help but have a few rays of worry in their eyes. After all, there have been very few abstentions in key competitions, but although they are rare, they have occurred after all.

In the eyes of the Eastern District clansmen, even if Yan Lan lost to Yan Lingyi, it was better than avoiding and not fighting. Today, there are many clansmen who are rarely seen on weekdays, and those people who are Yan Lan's name must know, but whether it is worthy of the name, before they saw it with their own eyes, there was still a big question mark hovering in their hearts. If Yan Lan becomes a deserter, then the people of the Eastern District will bow their heads in front of the people of other districts.

Yan Lingyu sat on the viewing platform, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her dark eyes scanned the audience from time to time, trying to find the familiar figure. There was only one stick of incense left before the competition, she turned her head and looked in the direction where Yan Lan lived, and her eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

"This pig's head, you can't really oversleep it!" Yan Lingyu pursed her pink lips and said secretly with eagerness.

Yan Muxiong and Yan Muluan, standing not far from Yan Lingyi, the two of them glanced at each other, and there was a trace of incomprehension in their eyes.

"Yan Lan, don't let the people who are looking forward to it disappoint......" Yan Muluan raised her beautiful eyes and quietly looked at the east of the sky.