The four strong men lined up in front of Yan Muxiong, and there was a trace of pride on their young faces, but there was a trace of solemnity hidden in the pride.

Yan Muxiong smiled in front of the juniors quite rarely, and said loudly: "Congratulations, stepping into the top four." But then, you're going to have to face a tough battle like never before!"

In this way, even Yan Muxiong couldn't help but sigh.

Yan Lan looked at the three people beside him, and saw that their chests rose and fell sharply, and even the sound of breathing was clearly audible.

"Which of these three people will I face next?" A deep groan sounded in Yan Lan's heart, and then he sighed slightly, these three people, no matter who they faced, would be a vicious battle.

Smiling slightly, exhaling lightly, Yan Lan tried his best to release some of the pressure in his heart, and then raised his head to look around the audience, only to see that all the clansmen at this moment focused their eyes on the four of them, except for the low whispers, there was only a slight sound of wind in the afternoon.

Yan Lan turned his head to look at the high platform again, his father Yan Li's gaze always remained warm and indifferent, Yan Yaoji was smiling, and threw praise at him from time to time, and Zhou Tianfeng's gaze was slightly heavy, as if he wanted to see through himself. Those elders exchanged their heads and ears, pointing at him from time to time, smiling and nodding.

"With the aura of genius, the pressure is really not ordinary!" Feeling the gaze of most of the clansmen sweeping over him, Yan Lan secretly smiled bitterly. He knew that he had come to this point beyond the expectations of many clansmen. At the same time, the clansmen will pay more attention to him, and if he makes a slight mistake, although he has come this far enough, he will still face a lot of fingers and pokes.

Just as Yan Lan was thinking, Yan Muxiong's deep voice sounded again: "Now, you have a good rest for an hour and a half, and then the semi-final draw will be held." ”

"After resting for so long, it seems that we should give as much time as possible, so that the four of us can recover to the best condition!" Yan Lan thought to himself.

Next, Yan Lan walked into the stone room and entered the Zen space to recover his vitality. With the mysterious recovery function of the Zen heart of Compassion, his spiritual element is recovering at an incredible speed. Even some of the subtle wounds received during the competition were unconsciously repaired.

......

"Our Ling Yi in the Southern District must be the ultimate leader, I see Ling Long, Ling Shan, and Yan Lan, no one can stop its edge!" a member of the Southern District clan frowned, and said quite proudly.

"Don't underestimate the strength of our Northern District Ling Long and Ling Shan, among the top four, our Northern District occupies two seats, and it is not too early to say that it is not the end!" said a member of the Northern District clan with considerable dissatisfaction, but it could be seen from the movements of his constant rubbing his hands that he seemed to have lost some confidence when he said this. After all, Yan Lingyi's strength is obvious to all.

"Our Yan Lan in the Eastern District is only more than thirteen years old, although he can't win the top spot this time, he can be in the top four with this age, and it must be very rare in the history of the family. When he grows up, ask who among these people is still his opponent!" said one of the Easterners, pouting.

"Even if you win the leader, you still have to face Ling Tian in the Southern District, that guy, but a genius who is rare in the family for a hundred years, is not so easy to deal with. ”

“......”

During the waiting period, who wins and who loses, and who may be drawn together, have all become enthusiastic talking points among the clansmen. However, almost all the clansmen believe that no matter who Yan Lingyi draws, the possibility of entering the finals is the greatest. And no matter who Yan Lan competes with, the chances of victory are extremely slim.

An hour and a half passed in a flash. The four of them stepped on the competition venue again.

Yan Muluan stared at Yan Linglong, with a hint of admiration in her eyes. Yan Linglong has become the woman with the best results in the family in the past hundred years. Then her eyes moved to Yan Lan again, and her eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly, she always had an inexplicable feeling for this young man, she obviously looked so young, but it seemed that she was bottomless.

"There are four bamboo sticks here, the serial numbers are 1 to 4, each of you draws one, and finally No. 1 vs. No. 3, and No. 2 vs. No. 4. Let's get started!" Yan Muxiong said without any delay.

Yan Lan frowned, his eyes were like torches, and he slowly walked towards the lottery stone box.

"No. 2!" Yan Lan flipped open the bamboo stick in his hand and looked at the other three, only to see that they were all holding the bamboo sticks tightly, staring at each other with frowns.

"Who's going to be competing against whom?"

Sensing this tense scene, this doubt suddenly appeared in the hearts of the clansmen. The huge square suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the four people, looking forward to the announcement of the results.

"Please, number one, number three, stand on this side. Yan Muxiong's always cold and resolute voice trembled at this moment.

Yan Lan's heart tightened, and he immediately stared at it, only to see an elegant figure, a graceful figure, slowly walking out.

"It's Brother Ling Yi and Sister Ling Long!" Yan Lan was slightly stunned, only to see Yan Lingyi and Yan Linglong, each looking at each other, and their faces suddenly became solemn. They should know that neither of them is easy to match.

Yan Lan immediately turned his gaze to Yan Ling Mountain. From Yan Lingshan's gaze, he saw a strong sense of excitement.

At this moment, Yan Mufeng, who was sitting on the high platform, saw this result, and his eyes suddenly burst with excitement. In his opinion, among the four people, the weakest is undoubtedly Yan Lan. In this way, Yan Lingshan entered the finals, and it seems that it can be said that it is nine out of ten.

"Hehe, Yan Lan, your opponent is me!" Yan Lingshan was obviously quite satisfied with the outcome of this draw, and immediately grinned at Yan Lan, while waving his sandbag-sized fist, releasing a strong sense of provocation.

The corners of his mouth were grinning, Yan Lan's eyes were full of essence, and he slammed into Yan Lingshan's gaze with a proud look. If he knew what the middle finger meant, he was afraid that at this moment, a middle finger would be crossed.

"Hehe, good boy, you have the courage, I hope that when I go to the competition field in a while, I can still see you so arrogant. Yan Lingshan smiled so much that the two rows of big teeth were unscrupulously exposed, glowing with an eerie white glow in the afternoon sun.

Yan Lan raised his head and smiled, "Don't look down on me, otherwise, the end may be unexpected." ”

"Good boy, my brother is going to treat all kinds of hard mouths and disobedience!" Yan Lingshan waved his trademark big fist defiantly.

......

Just when Yan Lan and Yan Lingshan were arguing, the surrounding clansmen were not idle, and all kinds of discussions were also full of Yan Lan's ears.

"Ling Yi and Ling Long, I thought they were the ultimate champion battle!"

"As luck would have it, this time, it gave Ling Shan a chance. ”

"Well, Ling Shan took down Yan Lan, although it took some effort, but the ending was already doomed. ”

"Yes, Ling Shan's strength actually surpasses Ling Rui, and his strength is only second only to Ling Yi. ”

"Now it depends on how long Yan Lan can hold out under Ling Shan. ”

"I want to see what other tricks Yan Lan hasn't used. ”

“......”

"Hmm, the clansmen obviously don't think favorably of me!" Yan Lan smiled slightly, looked around at the clansmen who were whispering, and clenched his fists secretly. This scene reminded him of the ridicule of his clansmen, and of his forbearance and grievances in the past ten years, and when he gritted his teeth, his eyes became extremely sharp.