Chapter Seventy-Five: The Glory of the King

Pang He's face was cold and twitched a few times, but fortunately, he was thick-skinned, and immediately sneered: "The old man has always done whatever he wants, not to mention that the old man also has the capital to do what he wants." Even if I kill that kid today, what can you Yan Clan do to me?"

"Arrogance!" Yan Yaoji shouted violently, his eyes were red, his body was full of momentum, and his hair suddenly flew away, like a god, "If you move Yan Lan today, I, Yan Yaoji, swear here, that none of the people from your Pang family today will want to run away, and will be buried in my Yan clan territory forever." ”

Pang He was slightly stunned when he heard this, although he didn't understand why Yan Yaoji would say such a sure thing, but thinking that the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and the Yan clan had gone through countless generations without extinction, and there must be a hole card for its survival.

After a moment of silence, Pang He said in a quiet voice: "Since Patriarch Yan has released cruel words, I have to give some face." We lost this competition, so naturally we have nothing to say. Presumably, the Yan clan should also leave for Xishan in the past two days, and will meet the fate of the strange beast, hehe, my clan plans to set off tomorrow, if I expect it to be correct, your Yan clan should also leave tomorrow! Also, don't think that we lost this competition, just think that my Pang family is full of mediocrity. In more than four months, at the martial arts test ceremony, I will let you Yan clan know what a true genius is. ”

After Pang He finished speaking, no matter how Yan Yaoji reacted, he swept towards his own people, and casually explained a few words, and more than a dozen people turned into a ball of light and flew away from the territory of the Yan clan.

At the moment of leaving, Yan Lan looked up, and with his keen soul perception, he suddenly noticed that the eyes of Pang He, Pang Huan and others flashed with a trace of unwillingness.

"I'm afraid this matter is not over yet, I don't know what other people in the Pang family will do. Yan Lan sighed lowly, and the desire for strong strength in his heart became a little hotter.

With the departure of the Pang family, the competition square was quiet again, the atmosphere was slightly depressing, and even their own patriarch was slightly inferior, they didn't dare to point fingers at the patriarch like commenting on Yan Lan, so they had to wait and see what happened.

Yan Mufeng looked at Yan Lan, who was a little weak, and then looked at Yan Lingtian, who was silent on the sidelines, frowned slightly, and then ran to Yan Yaoji, and said, "Patriarch, I don't know if I want to carry out this afternoon's competition!"

Yan Yaoji let out a long sigh, a smile appeared on his serious face, he looked at Yan Lingtian from afar, and said with a lot of charm: "Whether it is better or not, it depends on the meaning of Ling Tian and Lan'er!"

Yan Yaoji's words were not small, as long as the cultivation was acceptable, they could be heard clearly.

"Yan Lan is just afraid that he won't be able to participate in the competition!" muttered a clansman.

"Didn't Ling Tian say it, as long as Yan Lan wins that guy, the king's weapon will belong to Yan Lan!"

The eyes of the clansmen looked towards Yan Lingtian one after another.

Yan Lingtian had been staring at Yan Lan and was silent, but there was always a look of surprise in his eyes, obviously Yan Lan's strength also surprised him. Hearing Yan Yaoji's words, he then noticed that the clansmen were looking at him, smiled slightly, and walked towards the center of the venue, saying as he walked: "In the final battle of kings, that bastard of the Pang family has already competed with Yan Lan instead of me, and everyone has seen the ending, that bastard was beaten away by Yan Lan, so, congratulations to Yan Lan for becoming the master of the new king's weapon!"

Yan Yaoji smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

"Who......a" The audience was thunderous, and the clansmen cheered for the family genius, and some clansmen cried with joy and shouted with emotion.

I don't know how many years, the Yan clan finally gave birth to a dazzling genius, in the future, he may lead the family back to the top of the strongest, the clan no longer have to live a life of forbearance and grievance, and their descendants will also have a more stable and peaceful living environment.

After all, everyone knows that the small sky and land contain how many bloody battles and how many clansmen who call for wind and rain are buried. The peace of the family is all bought by the lives of countless strong clansmen. However, the family with the strongest person in charge is very different, others dare not bully the door, and naturally avoid killing.

Yan Lan's face was full of smiles, and the weight hidden in his heart was released as he exhaled deeply. During the two-day competition, he experienced a lot of changes and learned a lot of secrets, which made him seem to grow a lot overnight.

Although the meaning of the King's Vessel to him has lost its original meaning to him since he learned the truth about the Dragon Elephant Sacred Weapon, he is relieved about the glory he has achieved at this moment and the glory he has won for his father.

The clansmen have been jubilant for a long time, and it is to see the handover ceremony of the king's vessel.

On the high platform, Yan Lingtian respectfully handed a black scepter to Yan Yaoji, Yan Yaoji held the king's weapon in both hands, walked in front of Yan Lan with a smile, and solemnly put the king's weapon, which symbolized the supreme glory of the family, on Yan Lan's hands.

Yan Lan bowed, and then raised the king's weapon high above his head, and the pride in his chest was born.

Thousands of people stood up one after another, applauded Yan Lan, and cheered for Yan Lan. All the clansmen knew that Yan Lan obtained the King's Instrument at the age of less than fourteen, and his name was enough to be recorded in the family name.

Yan Li stood beside Yan Lan with a smile on his face, applauded with interest, and looked at Yan Lan with satisfaction, his eyes full of love.

"Lan'er, next, it's time for you to make a name for yourself!"

Yan Li looked at the sky and land, took a few deep breaths, and he seemed to have seen Yan Lan's kingly posture across the sky and land.

Yan Lan enjoyed the cheers of the clansmen, and looked at his father Yan Li with a sense of joy in his heart.

Once upon a time, he saw the parents of the rest of the group, proud of their children, and honored by their children, and how he longed for his father to enjoy the full respect of his people. It is true that the mother is more precious than the son, and the father is proud of the son.

When the sun sets, the hustle and bustle of the two-day family competition comes to an end.

"Tomorrow morning, when you hear the sound of drums, please be sure to rush to the square within the time of three incense sticks!" Yan Mufeng said this sentence loudly, and then followed Yan Yaoji and the elders to leave.

After seeing the core figure of the family leave, the clansmen dispersed in twos and threes in their hearts, and their words were full of amazement and appreciation for Yan Lan.

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At night, in the living room of the Yan banquet, the lights are bright and the voices are boiling.

This dinner is really prepared for Yan Lan. Yan Lan and Yan Li sat on Yan Yaoji's left and right, and even the family elders had to deign to sit under Yan Lan's father and son. However, these elders did not complain at all, because the strength and talent that Yan Lan showed were destined for the heights he would reach in the future, and he would definitely surpass everyone here. If you succumb to the strong, you will not feel resentment.

"Come, let's toast to Yan Lan, the winner of the King's Instrument and the genius of our clan!" Yan Yaoji stood up, raised his wine glass and shouted. His shout was more enthusiastic than last night.

The people participating in the banquet raised their glasses and shouted, and Yan Lan also raised the cup full of spiritual liquid and drank it happily.

After a full meal, it is natural to reward the eventual winner.

Yan Lan stared at the wooden box covered by brocade silk, and couldn't help but get excited, the taste of the reward was really wonderful, but I don't know what the reward was this time!