"Boom ......"

There was an explosion that shook the earth, and at the same time burst out with a light as bright as the sky, and most of the clansmen couldn't help but squint their eyes or cover them with their hands. Only a few people who are as strong as Yan Yaoji, Zhou Tianfeng and so on can keep their expressions unchanged and try their best to capture the slightest change in the battle situation.

The moment the two came into contact, Yan Lan's eyes were completely shrouded in a strong light, and he could only rely on the induction of his soul to entangle the power of the Thunder Soul Heavenly Seal towards Yan Lingyi's huge Heavenly Sealing Blade.

A force that shook the body and soul violently erupted from the two of them, and Yan Lan only felt that in his dantian, the spirit yuan was consumed more than half in an instant. However, with his powerful soul power, his sanity was not affected too much, and he worked hard to concentrate, and released a wave of thunder soul power, against the soul attack released by Yan Lingyi, and walked away.

After doing all this, Yan Lan felt a huge force, which slammed into his chest, causing his body to shoot backwards uncontrollably, and at the same time felt a scorching, tearing energy, frantically scraping his body.

"Brother Ling Yi, it is really powerful, the cultivation of the Hua Dan period, even if it is only the early stage, is not comparable to the late stage of the Yuan Dan. Yan Lan felt an unprecedented sense of solemnity in his heart during the uncontrolled backshooting of his body.

"You can't lose!"

Yan Lan relied on his sober mind and suddenly realized that if he allowed his body to shoot backwards like this, he would definitely be smashed out of bounds.

With a bite of his teeth, Yan Lan instantly urged the few remaining spirit yuan in the dantian, forcibly made a carp in mid-air, and fell freely to the ground. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he only felt as if his body was out of his control, and he couldn't even maintain a standing position, so he had to watch his body fall heavily on the ground with a muffled sound.

Trying to raise his head, Yan Lan saw that the boundary line of the competition area was just beside his head, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then gasped heavily, and after taking two breaths, he tried to raise his head and searched for the condition of Yan Lingyi at the other end.

"Uh...... I actually lost!" A figure came into Yan Lan's eyes from afar, and it was Yan Lingyi's posture. I saw his body slightly arched, standing quietly in the competition area.

The other party was standing and lying on his own, and Yan Lan sighed that he had lost.

In the sky, there was the echo of that explosion, Yan Lan lay on the ground with relief, looking up at the sky, this way, others only saw his infinite scenery, how could he have felt the pressure in his heart? At this moment, without the burden of swearing to seize the king's weapon, the decisive victory seemed to have been clear, and he suddenly felt that he was much more relaxed, as if he had just been reborn from the fire.

The bright light disappeared, and the aftermath of the collision between the two in the decisive battle had also dissipated, and all the clansmen removed their cautious defenses, opened their eyes wide, and stared at the figures of the two in the competition area, silent.

After a few breaths, the clansmen whispered. But at this moment, there was a heart-rending cry.

"Brother Xiaolan......" Yan Lingyu looked at Yan Lan lying on the ground, her eyes were gloomy, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her heart was like a needle prick, sending out a dull pain.

Yan Lingyu's mournful scream also made the quiet square lively in an instant.

"Yan Lan, you actually lost!" Many clansmen in the Eastern District watched Yan Lan lie on the ground, but Yan Lingyi maintained a standing posture and said with a slight surprise.

The reason why they were surprised was because Yan Lan's performance these days was like an undefeated king, even if he faced some opponents who seemed to be much stronger than him, he had the confidence to trample the other party under his feet. They really couldn't believe that this young man, who was faintly regarded as a god by them, actually didn't show the strength they expected in the decisive battle, and just lay quietly on the ground.

"Haha, our Southern District is indeed the leader of the final finals!" some Southern District people danced and shouted excitedly.

"Hmph, although Ling Yi won, he won't win easily!" the Eastern District clan responded.

Everyone stared at it, and saw that although Yan Lingyi was standing, his clothes were torn like wisps, his long hair was unkempt, and his face was pale, like a beggar who was hungry and cold.

Looking at Yan Lan again, although he was lying on the ground, except for his hair being a little unkempt, the whole person seemed to be intact.

Looking at the contrast between the appearances of the two, some excited Southern District clansmen suddenly sobered up a lot from the fanaticism, because the referee has not yet made a final judgment, and it is not yet known who will win and who will lose.

On the high platform, Yan Yaoji's eyes were like a pool, looking at Yan Lan from afar, his white eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

"The so-called genius is nothing more than that!" the corners of Zhou Tianfeng's mouth raised slightly, and he snorted coldly with disdain in his heart. Then he glanced at Zhou Yuxiao, who was smiling slightly, and the smile on his face was even stronger, "Xiao'er's cultivation, under the improvement of my clan's secret technique, has reached the early stage of the Transformation Pill, even against the kid named Yan Lingyi, with those powerful skills that he has successfully cultivated beyond the level, he is also sure of victory." ”

Zhou Yuxiao, but poured into the huge resources of their Zhou clan. You must know that the Zhou clan is the leading family on land today, compared to the young people who have not been cultivated in the second-rate Yan clan, if it is not a little stronger, wouldn't it be an insult to this premier name.

"Xiao'er, I expect him to win the championship in one fell swoop at this year's martial arts test ceremony!" Zhou Tianfeng took a sip of tea, and his depressed mood suddenly became comfortable.

On the side of the competition area, Yan Muxiong took a deep breath and glanced at Yan Muluan not far away, and read a trace of regret in the other party's eyes. In their opinion, if Yan Lan, who is more than thirteen years old, can win the leader of the family competition, then the legend of this genius boy will be even more perfect.

Looking at Yan Lan, then at Yan Lingyi, and then at the people who were looking forward to the verdict around them, Yan Muxiong sighed slightly, and then slowly stepped into the center of the competition area, tilted his head slightly, and said loudly: "The winner of the decisive battle of the clan test is, Yan Ling ......."

"Wait!" Suddenly, Yan Lingyi stretched out his palm tremblingly, interrupting Yan Muxiong's words.

"Huh?"

There was an overwhelming suspicion, which made the atmosphere in the square a little strange.

Yan Muxiong was just about to shout out the word "wing", but when he noticed Yan Lingyi's abnormal movement, he immediately closed his mouth, turned his head, and said suspiciously: "Ling Yi, is there something wrong?"

"Ahem......" Yan Lingyi suddenly covered his chest, coughed heavily, and then raised his head with difficulty, looked at Yan Muxiong, and said hoarsely, "I lost!"

"Hoo ......"

Yan Lingyi's voice was not loud, but in the quiet square, it was like a boulder smashed into a lake without turmoil, causing many clansmen to panic one after another.

"This ...... What's going on?"

All the clansmen stared at Yan Lingyi with wide eyes and puzzled.