The next day, the sky was slightly bright, and Yan Lan couldn't wait to get up. Scattering his heart, he heard a burst of noise from the central area of the family.

"It seems that many clansmen, like me, can't sleep!" Yan Lan smiled, and then walked towards the training square.

On this day, there will be an annual event of the Yan family, and dozens of outstanding young generations of the Yan family will show their talents and strength and fight for glory.

One foot lightly stepped into the training square. Yan Lan stared at the center of the square, countless clansmen were moving, and the high platforms were quickly built.

"Pig's head, it's here so early!" Yan Lingyu's voice came from behind Yan Lan, and a jade hand gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Well, aren't you too!" Yan Lan smiled faintly.

"Hehe, I'm going to have to be in the top eight no matter what. Brother Xiaolan, what is your goal!" Yan Lingyu asked with a bent eyebrow.

"Me!" Yan Lan took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly deepened, "Go all out......

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The sun is three feet up, the east sun is shining, and on the Yan Nationality Square with a radius of 100 zhang, thousands of people are sitting in columns, and the sound of hustle and bustle pierces the sky and goes straight to the sky.

Sitting in the center of the north and facing the south, is a high platform. On the high platform, the patriarch Yan Yaoji was dressed in a white robe and sat in the middle.

Yan Yaoji's side sat an old man in a yellow robe, his eyebrows were white, but his skin was like a baby, warm and tender. This old man's name is Zhou Tianfeng, and he is the patriarch of the Zhou clan.

The Zhou clan is a family that has been friendly with the Yan clan for generations, and the internal competition of the Yan clan is generally not open to the public, but it is an exception for the Zhou clan. Every year in the family competition, the two major families will invite each other's patriarchs to go. Of course, not always the patriarch came in person, and sometimes only the elders with higher prestige in the clan were sent to do it on their behalf.

On the side behind Zhou Tianfeng, there was a young man sitting upright, the young man's complexion was dark golden, his eyebrows were sharp, and his eyes flashed fiercely, constantly scanning the many disciples in the field, from beginning to end, without saying a word.

On both sides of Yan Yaoji and Zhou Tianfeng, instead of the six elders sitting, one black and one white, the two old men sat proudly. The people of the Yan clan all know that they are the two elders of the famous Danqitang black and white in the family. This black and white elder is not only outstanding in cultivation, but also the soul realm is the best in the clan, and his status is higher than that of the six elders, and he is only second to the family patriarch.

On both sides of the black and white elders, there are three old men sitting on each side, who are the six elders of the Yan clan. The three elders who went to the Xishan area also rushed back to the family with their clansmen. After all, Xishan is quite turbulent, and the Yan family has lost control there, and it is useless to stay there.

In the low position on both sides of the elders, there are more than ten old men in long robes, they are the elders of the same generation as Yan Yaoji in the family, and they usually cultivate in a low-key manner, and if there is no major event, they generally do not show up.

The next point is that there are more than ten second-generation core figures of the family such as Yan Mufeng, Yan Murong, and Yan Li. The rest of the people spread out and sat down, surrounding the huge training ground, leaving only an open space of more than 100 zhang in the center.

In this group of people, there was a young man who was not commensurate with his age, his long hair was down, his appearance was dignified, and his momentum was extraordinary, and there were many clansmen who were a generation higher than him, and they looked at him with kindness and respect. This person is the owner of the three-time king's weapon - Yan Lingtian, who is now eighteen years old.

Yan Lingtian's eyes looked indifferently at the center of the square. There, more than 50 teenagers and more than 30 girls were neatly arranged, and Yan Muxiong and Yan Muluan stood on one side of the line.

His eyes wandered for a moment, and Yan Lingtian sneered, these teenagers were all defeated under him. Looking at the defeat of his subordinates, why should he look at him with a level-headed look?

"The King's Weapon, in the last year I can have, it should be that I continue to have it!" Yan Lingtian leaned back, and his proud expression appeared on his face unabashedly.

Once the King's Instrument reaches the age of nineteen, it is not eligible to continue to possess it. Therefore, Yan Lingtian still has a one-year deadline. Of course, he still needs to use his own strength to defend his continued possession of the King's Weapon.

Yan Lan stood on the edge of the line, looking around from time to time, the sun was fine, the breeze was smooth, on the viewing platform under the shade of the ancient trees, the clansmen were noisy and emotional, but in the square, there was no cover, the hot air was rolling from time to time. Many of the surrounding team members were gearing up and staring at each other.

"The King's Weapon!" Yan Lan secretly groaned, pinched the corners of his clothes with his fingers, and his heart surged uncontrollably.

"Silence!" As Yan Mufeng shouted loudly full of Lingyuan, the noisy clansmen gradually calmed down. Everyone realized that the competition was about to begin. The host of this competition is Yan Mufeng, the most popular patriarch candidate.

Yan Mufeng smiled slightly, stood proudly, quite enjoying this kind of momentum, he said loudly: "My Yan clan, today will hold the annual clan test. Now, I would like to ask our patriarch to say a few words to us. ”

The people of the "...... Hu" tribe suddenly became excited, and the mountain shouted.

Yan Yaoji stood up and gestured to the clansmen, and then a voice full of rich spiritual yuan sounded: "Today, it's really exciting. Seeing that the young people of our clan have different talents and cultivate hard, our older generation can finally retire with confidence. The protagonists of today's competition are the teenage boys in the clan. You are the future of the family, the hope of the family, and even the next generation of patriarchs and elders will be born from you. However, if you want to occupy a high position, you must be virtuous and outstanding. Now, let us, the old fellows, and many other people, witness your character and strength. I won't talk nonsense, let's start the clan test!"

"Huh......" The people rejoiced again.

Yan Mufeng immediately stood up and said loudly: "Our clan respects strength, and before the competition, there will be those with weaker strength who will be eliminated first." Therefore, the rules are the same as before, and only 32 places can participate in the competition. Before that, let's test the depth of your internal forces. ”

At this time, a clansman lifted a black cloth on one side of the square, revealing a black stone wall that was one zhang long, half a zhang high, and more than a foot thick.

Yan Muxiong stood in front of the stone wall and said coldly: "Cubs, this is the Xuantie stone wall, which weighs a million catties. Each of you receives a bamboo stick, and your name is engraved on it. You need to use your strongest strength to shoot bamboo sticks into the stone wall from a foot away. In the end, the 32 people who shoot the deepest will be eligible to draw lots to participate in the one-on-one competition. ”

As we all know, dark iron stone is not only heavy, but also extremely hard. If you want to shoot into it with a bamboo stick, unless you have advanced cultivation, even if you hold a gold and iron vessel, ordinary people don't want to leave a trace on it.

"I don't think I'm going to be out of the thirty-two. Staring at the huge dark iron stone wall, Yan Lan rubbed his fingers a few times, because many people who were older than him had hidden strength, he didn't dare to be conceited and pretend that he would definitely be able to enter the thirty-two people.