Chapter 182: The Quarterfinals of the Scuffle
Yan Lan looked indifferently at the more than forty people left in the Circle Realm, and found that Situ Zhaoyun was also in the Circle Realm, and there was no sign of injury on his appearance.
He and Situ Zhaoyun are both strong men, and in the melee, the two have always tried to avoid each other.
If the two powers compete in a melee, one of them must be defeated miserably, and the other will consume a lot, which is undoubtedly a cheap advantage for others.
Both of them are smart people, so naturally they will not do the stupid thing of snipe and clam competing for fishermen's profits.
More than forty people looked at each other, all vigilantly guarding against the people around them, waiting for the referee elder to speak.
The Elder of the Holy Sealing Sect glanced at the Circle Realm, exhaled secretly, and said loudly: "Martial test melee, continue!"
At the sound of the order, there was no imaginary fierce battle in the circle, but carefully mediated between each other, and everyone's eyes seemed to be staring at the ferocious prey, flashing sharp eyes, full of extreme vigilance.
Yan Lan found that everyone avoided him from a distance, as if he was a monster, and people did not dare to approach.
"It seems that the flames have broken and many people are afraid of me!" Yan Lan smiled slightly, no one came to provoke him, he was also happy to be idle, naturally he would not be looking for trouble, and took the initiative to provoke others.
Yan Lan raised his head and looked towards the family viewing platform, and the eyes of his family were all fixed on him.
He could feel the worry and encouragement in his eyes, even his former competitors, such as Yan Lingshan, Yan Lingyi and others, were worried about him.
When the disciples of the family saw the cruelty outside, they realized how stupid the family infighting was.
The stalemate lasted for dozens of breaths, and the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became a little dull and depressing, and the people watching the battle only whispered, quietly watching the teenagers in the circle, and did not complain because of the gloomy atmosphere.
The melee, even if it drags on for a long time, will eventually produce a result.
After suppressing for dozens of breaths, several teenagers finally couldn't help it and pounced on their opponents like wolves.
The fierce battle produced a chain reaction, and after a while, there was a state of war within the circle.
Yan Lan calmly paid attention to his surroundings, his soul power radiated within twenty zhang of his body, and once someone approached, he could immediately make an emergency response.
After a stick of incense, there were only more than 20 people left in the circle.
After another two incense sticks, there were only fourteen people left in the circle.
These fourteen people, surrounded by strong fluctuations of strong men, can still stand within the circle at this time, all of them are outstanding in strength.
In the previous fierce battle, the luckiest person was Yan Lan, except for two people who attacked him and fled quickly, no one attacked him again.
He had been standing on the side of the circle, not at all like a participant, but like a spectator.
Yan Lan glanced at Situ Zhaoyun, and saw that he could still maintain his calm appearance, which showed that his consumption was not huge, and it also showed that Situ Zhaoyun's strength was profound.
Fourteen people, looking at each other more vigilantly, their bodies moving slowly, the thick spirit elements covering their whole bodies, forming dozens of energy defenses.
Yan Lan glanced at the thirteen people in front of him, and found that the unkind gazes of several people actually shot at him as if they were careless.
"Hehe, it seems that someone is finally going to fight my idea!" Yan Lan smiled faintly, those eyes, no matter how deeply hidden, had to be revealed in front of his powerful and strange soul power.
Powerful killing machine, rushing between the crowds.
There were two teenagers who had been working together, looking at each other, and with a fierce glint in their eyes, they moved at the same time, and the target was directed at Yan Lan.
Yan Lan shook off his shirt, turned around quite chicly, looked at the two people who were rushing over, his eyebrows tightened, and the spirit yuan on his hands surged, ready to fight one against two.
"Get out of here, this guy is Lao Tzu's opponent, don't touch Lao Tzu's prey. A voice sounded in Yan Lan's ears.
It was Situ Zhaoyun's voice.
Yan Lan frowned, and he heard two explosions, followed by two screams.
"Ah......h
"Ah......h
Yan Lan's eyes tightened, and the two figures actually flew up without fighting back, and smashed straight towards the periphery of the circle.
"Bang Bang ......"
The two muffled sounds of landing on the ground, in the center of the quiet venue, were extremely abrupt and shocking.
After the two of them landed, they were lying on the ground, without any movement, only the slightest thunder around their bodies swam around, which stimulated a certain meridian in their bodies from time to time, causing their bodies to instinctively tremble.
"Hiss......"
Everyone gasped coldly.
"This kid, such a strong cultivator!"
"This is Situ Zhaoyun, the genius boy of the Situ family, tsk, this kid is only fourteen years old, and he actually has such strength, and the Situ family is worthy of being the peak of second-rate power. ”
"The Situ family is good at using the power of thunder and lightning, the energy of thunder and lightning is extremely domineering, this kid's cultivation can actually reach the early stage of Huadan, no wonder the two boys in the late stage of Yuan Dan were injured by him with one blow. ”
"Yes, Situ Zhaoyun's cultivation is already comparable to those genius boys of first-class forces, heh, this martial arts test will have a good show. ”
"Of course, you don't look at what the chips are in this martial arts test. In addition, it is said that the kid of the Yan clan is also good at using thunder energy stunts, just now Situ Zhaoyun said that the kid of the Yan clan is his prey, hehe, if the two of them are on the bar, it will be really a wonderful duel!"
“......”
Everyone watching the battle chattered and discussed, and their eyes wandered on Yan Lan and Situ Zhaoyun.
Obviously, Yan Lan's defeat of the two genius boys in one move before, and the aftermath of the destruction of more than 30 people, had already impressed everyone with Yan Lan's strength.
At this time, Situ Zhaoyun effortlessly defeated the two genius boys, and he also cultivated the ability of thunder and lightning, which couldn't help but make everyone curious, if the two of them duel, who would be better.
Situ Zhaoyun noticed that the spectators were talking about him, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose, throwing a strong sense of provocation at Yan Lan, and he gestured a big indecent middle finger.
In his eyes, Yan Lan had stolen the limelight from him several times, which made him, who was also a genius, extremely unhappy.
Yan Lan noticed that Situ Zhaoyun looked like a villain, shook his head and smiled slightly, shook his sleeves calmly, put his hands behind his back, stood proudly, and looked at the eleven people in the circle lightly.
At this moment, with Yan Lan in the circle, there are only twelve people left.
There are four more people who need to be eliminated.
The sharp decrease in the number of people has been exchanged for a more calm atmosphere, and everyone's eyes are vigilantly looking at the people beside them, especially Yan Lan and Situ Zhaoyun, who are full of strong precautions.
The ten people, except for Yan Lan and Situ Zhaoyun, stayed away from the two of them in an interesting way, and at the same time kept a certain distance from each other.
The corners of Yan Lan's mouth raised slightly, at this moment he had already expected that the remaining six places would be produced among those ten people, because they had given up provoking him and Situ Zhaoyun.
He didn't bother Situ Zhaoyun at the moment, because entering the one-on-one competition, it was still unknown whether he could meet Situ Zhaoyun, and it was not appropriate to run into someone who was too strong at this moment.
Yan Lan stared at the ten people, and after a while, his pupils tightened, and the ten people finally couldn't hold back their desire for victory and fought hard.
After a terrible battle, only six of the ten people were still standing within the circle.
The quarterfinals of the melee have finally been produced.