Chapter 34 Internal Force Competition

Subsequently, Yan Lan got a bamboo skewer engraved with his name, which was about one foot long, that is, about ten inches. It didn't take long for the shooting competition to begin.

The first to shoot the lot was the girl of the clan.

Yan Lan quietly looked at these innocent girls, with a smile on her lips.

With a "ding" sound, a thirteen-year-old girl's bamboo stick touched the stone wall of the dark iron and made a muffled sound, but it failed to leave a trace on the stone wall. But the girl could see it, smiled embarrassedly, and then retreated into the group. The crowd also let out a kind laugh.

Yan Lan looked at the innocent girl, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "The training of women in the clan is so leisurely, even if you don't have much cultivation, you won't suffer from white eyes." If you are like us men, if you are weak, you will be despised by countless people!"

While his thoughts were surging, Yan Lan's eyes never left the place where he was shooting.

At this moment, another girl came on the field, only to see her Lingyuan surging, just shouted, the bamboo stick shot out, "bang", the bamboo stick was inserted into the stone wall nearly half a finger deep, and the clansmen let out a burst of applause.

Then the girls tried one after another, except for a few bamboo sticks that fell, most of them could barely go half an inch to an inch deep.

Suddenly, a girl in pink stood up in the team, Yan Lan's eyes suddenly lit up, that graceful posture was none other than the playful girl Yan Lingyu. The corners of Yan Lan's mouth raised, and his right hand brushed the long hair in front of him, admiring Yan Lingyu's test with great interest.

With a coquettish shout, the bamboo stick took off his hand and went straight to the stone wall, and his momentum was obviously a few points higher than that of many girls before.

"Huh!" Yan Lingyu's bamboo sticks were more than five inches into the stone wall, and the surrounding clansmen suddenly exclaimed.

"Yan Lingyu of our Eastern District, hehe, this girl really has two brushes!" said a clansman from the Eastern District, his eyes lit up.

"Cut, Yan Linglong of our Northern District is not comparable to that broken girl! You just wait and see, she will be on the field in a while!" a clansman from the Northern District immediately retorted.

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Similar disputes, mixed with the cheers of the clansmen, also broke out one after another.

As soon as Yan Lingyu turned around, Yan Lan noticed her projected gaze and immediately smiled. Yan Lingyu raised her eyebrows at him, and returned to the team satisfied.

After a few girls, another graceful figure walked out, white-clothed and elegant, it was Yan Linglong, who was seventeen years old.

"Haha, our Northern District Linglong has finally appeared!" the people of the Northern District cheered one after another, and their arrogant expressions were overflowing.

Yan Linglongdai's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, the spirit yuan around her body was agitated, and with a wave of her jade hand, the bamboo stick rushed to the stone wall, and with a muffled sound, it was about seven inches more than seven inches into the stone wall. The clansmen even gave boiling praise to this fairy-like girl. Especially the clansmen in the northern district are eager to collapse the viewing platform.

Subsequently, apart from the fact that two girls ejaculated three or four inches deep, there was nothing special about it. With more than 30 girls finished shooting one by one, next, it was the turn of the family men to shoot.

These more than 50 family males have all endured difficult trials. Their performance is definitely not as weak as the girl in the family. The noise of the clansmen is better than before, which indicates that they have higher expectations.

The men's shooting draw is tried one by one from one side of the team.

"Looks like I'm very far back in line. Yan Lan secretly pondered. Because, he was on the other side of the line.

A 13-year-old boy shot nearly 2 inches in one fell swoop, a 14-year-old boy shot 3 inches, and a 16-year-old boy shot more than 4 inches......

Yan Lan nervously watched the people in the team come and go, his palms full of strength, holding the bamboo sticks tightly, and his muscles were exposed.

At this time, a figure slowly walked towards the stone wall. His body is as strong as Yanling Mountain, but his steps are light and silent, and his strength is obviously extraordinary.

"Yan Lingrui!" Yan Lan's heart tightened. Sixteen-year-old Yan Lingrui is exactly what Yan Lingyu said, the member of the team who has forbearance strength.

"What kind of strength does he have?" Yan Lan's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Hey, that's Yan Lingrui in our southern district, look at it, his strength is not comparable to those weak girls. "The clansmen of the Southern District can finally show off.

"Don't forget, we still have Yanling Mountain in the North District!"

"Don't make any noise, compared to Yan Lingtian in our western district, these guys are all little kids. We, Yan Lingtian, have brought the King's Weapon under our command three times in a row!" the people of the Western District, who had been suppressed, finally shouted impatiently.

Yan Lan's keen soul was a little speechless when he listened to the arguments of those clansmen. Shaking his head, he focused his attention on Yan Lingrui.

I saw Yan Lingrui holding the bamboo stick between his two fingers, his brows tightened, and the bamboo stick was wrapped in Lingyuan and shot out. After the impact, the bamboo sticks were less than three inches exposed outside the stone wall.

"It actually shot more than seven inches into the stone wall, and it really hid its strength!" Yan Lan's pupils tightened and he groaned.

Subsequently, several teenagers shot lots, and one of them actually shot into the stone wall as much as six inches, only one inch less than Yan Lingrui.

After a few more people, Yan Lan's heart was once again stirred by a name.

"Yan Lingyi!" Yan Lan's eyes tightened, and he felt that the seventeen-year-old Yan Lingyi's strength was still above Yan Lingrui.

"Ling Yi, come on!" shouted a Southern District clansman.

"Hehe, Yan Lingyi and Yan Lingrui in our southern district, I'm afraid they can all get into the top four, maybe, in the final finals, it may be the two of them!"

"Yan Lingshan and Yan Linglong in our northern district are not easy to mess with! One of the two of them will enter the final round. ”

"In our Western District, it is enough to have a genius Yan Lingtian, hey, you Eastern District, I'm afraid that there are not many people who can enter the top sixteen!" a clansman from the Western District said with a smile.

"Hmm...... Don't be complacent, we have Yan Lan, Yan Lingyu, and Yan Linghe in the Eastern District, although their strength is not top-notch now, don't forget, they are still young. "The people of the Eastern District have finally found a reason to eliminate the embarrassment.

"Come on, the future, who can say for sure, still depends on the present!"

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At the moment when the clansmen were arguing, Yan Lingyi walked to the stone wall like the wind, with long hair and high bundles, a slender figure, and a handsome appearance.

"Yan Lingyi!" Yan Lan whispered the name in his heart. He learned from Yan Lingyu that the seventeen-year-old Yan Lingyi was strong, but he was low-key and generally did not show his strength.

"I don't know how deep Brother Ling Yi can shoot?" Yan Lan stared, curiosity and competitiveness, and was suddenly seduced.