Everyone was both envious and surprised, envious of Li Ziya's status and identity, and surprised that the awakening speed was so fast.

In the blazing gaze, Li Ziya finally slowly opened his eyes, moved his gaze slightly, and looked at the yellow streamer aura on his body, and after a while, the corners of his mouth raised a satisfied arc.

Li Ziya slowly put away the natal golden power and returned to its usual appearance, but on that cynical face, except for a faint complacency, there was no joy in awakening the natal elemental power. It was as if it were all natural and expected.

"Zhang Mochen, the sword last time, I want to get it back twice today!"

As the ritual is not over, no one can leave, whether they succeed in awakening or fail. Li Ziya slowly closed his eyes, but the moment his eyes closed, a trace of disdain was revealed, and at the end of this cold light was the young man of the Zhang family who still did not have the slightest fluctuation.

Li Fengying, who was nervously sitting on the west steps, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his slightly clenched fists also stretched out with the stone in his heart, and then picked up the tea that had already cooled on the stone table, and took a sip of his eyebrows easily. But in the next second, the stretched old face suddenly tightened, as if he remembered something important, immediately put down the tea bowl, and turned to the side a little lowly.

Li Ziya's awakening, for the other three families, more or less a blow, must be this jackpot everyone wants to take.

Shi Chongyang and Wang Xuansong each frowned slightly, and the corners of their eyes were pinched, but the next second they quickly refocused their attention on Shi Baichuan and Wang Yuyan.

Zhang Tianfeng didn't seem to care so much about this jackpot, just glanced at it lightly, and then withdrew his gaze. Because, in his heart, there is only Zhang Mochen. Nervous eyes, heavy breathing, full attention, unturned eyes, for fear of missing the moment when his son shines.

Time passed slowly as the air between his noses entered and exited, and there was still no movement in the focus of Zhang Tianfeng's gaze.

"How can it be so slow?"

The conviction in Zhang Tianfeng's heart was a little shaken by time at the moment.

Just when Zhang Tianfeng was paying some anxious attention to Zhang Mochen's expression, the crowd that had quieted down a little became lively again. There was only a difference of about ten minutes from the sensation caused by Li Ziya.

"It's lit, it's lit. It's Miss Yu Yan!"

"Hey, the gap between me and Miss Yu Yan is getting bigger and bigger!"

", are you still a toad and want to eat swan meat? The gap between you and Miss Yu Yan has never been small!"

......

Under the admiration of everyone and the loss of attention, the willow leaves with fragrant sweat between Wang Yuyan's forehead finally slowly opened, and the faint golden yellow streamer gradually climbed, permeating the concave and convex, youthful graceful figure.

Wang Yuyan slowly opened her eyes, and in her clear and bright pupils, although she was tired, her joy was difficult to hide.

Stretching out the tip of her soft tongue slightly, she gently licked the light tooth marks on her pink lips that had not disappeared, Wang Yuyan slowly put away the aura of the junior Jin Yuanshi lingering on her body, turned her neck slightly, and the eyes that extended away met with the reassuring gaze on the stone steps on the south side, which made her smile happily again.

However, when Wang Yuyan moved her gaze, a pair of pink daisies on her pretty face involuntarily wrinkled slightly, because at the extreme point of those dark eyes, Zhang Mochen still did not react at all, not only that, but the expression on his face seemed to be painful.

Wang Yuyan looked at the sun overhead, the previous white clouds seemed to have been evaporated, and at this time, under the sky, the sky was clear.

"Come on, Ink Dust!"

Wang Yuyanyu held her hand lightly, meditated in her heart, and then immediately entered the pranayama again, waiting for the end of the ceremony. But the worried look on his face never weakened.

......

Dozens of minutes passed, and the awakening of Li Ziya and Wang Yuyan did not set off a tide of everyone's awakening, not only that, but the figures who fell to the ground continued one after another.

"Buzz ......"

There was another commotion. Wang Yuyan slowly opened her eyes expectantly, but closed again in frustration after a while. Because, the third awakened person is not Zhang Mochen, but Shi Baichuan.

When Shi Baichuan woke up, it was already the end of the entire ceremony, and there were only ten minutes left before the end.

Shi Chongyang, who was on the north steps, finally let out a long breath. Slightly grabbed the clothes on his chest and shook quickly, obviously because of nervousness, and a lot of cold sweat was born.

As Shi Chongyang let go of the tension and worry in his heart, everyone's attention seemed to be all on one person. That is Zhang Mochen, who has not yet made the slightest movement.

"The four major families, only Young Master Mochen has not moved!"

"Do you think you're going to fail?"

"Fart, Young Master Mochen is the genius of our Sanye Town, the more powerful the character, the more he can often make the finale, what do you know?"

"But time is running out, looking at Young Master Mochen's demeanor, why do I feel a little weak in my heart?"

......

The crowd did not fall silent because it had been a few minutes since Shi Baichuan's awakening, on the contrary, there were constant whispers, but there were obviously two voices.

Compared with watching the lively crowd, the facial expressions of the four patriarchs on the stone steps are much richer.

Because of Li Ziya's early awakening, in this competition, Li Fengying always had the look of a winner on his face. While talking humbly with the black and white young man beside him, he threw a cold look at Zhang Tianfeng from time to time, and this chill, as time went by, mixed with obvious disdain and ridicule.

Shi Chongyang also had a hint of pride on his face, but compared with Li Fengying, it seemed that he was one less sharp needle against Mai Mang.

In this ceremony, Wang Yuyan is undoubtedly the person Wang Xuansong pays the most attention to, if there is a second one, it is Zhang Mochen. The Zhang and Wang families have been friends for generations, and because of the emotion between Zhang Mochen and Wang Yuyan, Wang Xuansong did not let go of his frowning brows at the moment because of Wang Yuyan's successful awakening, and stared at the audience with a pair of flickering eyes.

But Wang Xuansong's nervousness is like the stars and the bright moon compared to Zhang Tianfeng, and the difference between strength and weakness is clear at a glance.

At this time, Zhang Tianfeng's buttocks were slightly raised, and his body leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to look at Zhang Mochen's figure more closely. The anxiety in my heart is beyond words. Not only Zhang Tianfeng, but also the other clansmen of the Zhang family were also breathless, and their faces were covered with condensed clouds.

Just when everyone in the Zhang family was very nervous, they saw that in the Zhangjia area in the center of the ceremony square, two rays of light rose one after another, like a sailor lost in the vast ocean, and suddenly found the lighthouse leading to the road of life, which made people's hearts shocked and their eyes lit up.