Chapter 17 The Rivalry of Hearts

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The audience was shocked, and the audience was in an uproar.

Finally, the crowd couldn't help but discuss, especially the sons and daughters of the Fengyan tribe, who were even more excited and blushed.

There is no doubt that Li Yan is the absolute focus at this moment.

Li Yan watched this scene with satisfaction, his purpose was not to show off, but to be ridden by the neck, if he didn't show his attitude, lest those wall-grass tribes think that he could be bullied.

Di Ruyue slowly regained her composure and said with a smile: "The Divine Pattern is only a minor, it can't prove how strong and powerful you are!"

The words are far-fetched and stubborn.

As soon as these words fell, the Dongyi Emperor Clan, the White Tiger Clan, and the Yu Clan all had Tianjiao's words echoed.

Among them, Bai Longfei and Ziyu still looked unbelievable, if it weren't for the noise on the field, they were powerless to stop it, they would definitely say that Li Yan had borrowed strange powers.

There was only one person, that is, Emperor Wushuang, who had previously lost to Li Yan in terms of strength, and he quietly looked at Li Yan in Taishan, and a fighting spirit rose in his heart.

He is different from others, even if it is an important family matter, he doesn't care, what really makes him care about is cultivation, and he only asks the word.

Emperor Wushuang looked at Li Yan with excitement in his heart.

Li Yan didn't have any interest in the psychological activities of outsiders, but this emperor Ruyue was sarcastic again and again, even if he had obtained the qualification of the leader, he had been speaking coldly.

This made Li Yan a little unhappy, and he smiled faintly: "I'm afraid that the Emperor Mingzhu has misunderstood, I just happened to get thirty-six, and I can't compare to you." How can you be amazing!"

This sentence of his sentence is a slap in the face, if he is lucky, what are these so-called Tianjiao?

Emperor Ruyue didn't say much, her pretty face was cold, and she was extremely cold.

At this time, the test old man next to him spoke for the first time, and he asked, "The Divine Pattern is heavy on Shen Yun, which is reasonable, but how did you know that this is the Attack and Killing Divine Pattern in such a short period of time?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent.

Not only him, but everyone was extremely curious about this question.

Li Yan bowed to the old man, and replied without humility or arrogance: "The Tao of the Divine Pattern is derived from the rules of heaven and earth, although it is derived, but most of them are born from the individual itself, in other words, the Tao is naturally the reason, and in the same way, the reason can also come from nature. ā€

After a pause, Li Yan looked at the old man and said: "For example, since this ordinary beast bone is used as a carrier, it should not be simple in itself, so the younger generation just happens to keep pushing it up." ā€

The old man's eyes were shining, and he looked at Li Yan and nodded, no longer speaking.

In the same way, these words fell on the ears of all the tribesmen.

Silence, deathly silence.

The previous divine pattern shocking seemed to be not enough, Li Yan's three words once again made people look at him, no wonder he was able to carve thirty-six runes, so it was.

"Hmph, do some strange things, copy the words on the book, that's all, if you really know the mystery, why is the power of the divine pattern only five thousand catties?"

Bai Langlin on the high platform made a sarcastic voice, as if he was on the same page as Li Yan, and he said sarcastically: "Talking on paper, I think, I am afraid that your thirty-six questions are pointed out by someone, with your qualifications." Categorically it won't work. ā€

After Li Yan listened, he looked at Bai Langlin for a full ten breaths.

He just didn't speak, so that everyone's eyes also looked at the leader of the White Tiger Clan.

This attack in his eyes made Bai Langlin very uncomfortable, and he snorted heavily and said no more.

"Bring shame on yourself!" Li Yan laughed and leaned forward.

After that, he looked solemn. He glanced at everyone and said calmly: "Among you, many of you are Li Xiaozi's elders, but there are some words here, I have to say, the prince will have a kind of Xiangning?"

At this moment, the words that the fat man Li Yanchang said to him sounded in his mind:

"The world slanders me, deceives me, insults me, laughs at me, despises me, despises me, scolds me, deceives me, how to deal with me?"

"Just endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, respect him, ignore him, stay a few more years, and look at him. ā€

Li Yan didn't know what Li Tian heard there, and when he heard it for the first time, he only felt extremely domineering, and a man was brazenly and majestic, and he was a big man.

Now, after returning from the three-year ice trial, he has a deeper understanding of this sentence.

After Li Yan finished speaking, he turned around again and walked to the other side of the ring.

Directly filtered out the noise of chatter, he came to the side of the second round of testing the red tooth drum.

Because the second and third rounds of testing occupied a small area, the equipment was not moved.

Yes, at this moment, Li Yan wants to be high-profile to the end, so that they can see the majestic posture of the men of the Fengyan tribe.

No matter what intrigue and deceit they have, no matter what kind of dirty intentions the various departments have, he Li Yan wants to stand up and speak for the Fengyan tribe, and his prestige must be in the moment.

Touching the two fangs on the red tooth drum, Li Yan's expression suddenly became solemn.

Let out a low shout, clench your fists, and throw punches.

is simply a single action, Li Yan's punch, which gives people the feeling of breaking through the void, and has a sense of beauty that returns to the essence.

Three years of wind and snow refining, this technique, he named the wind and snow god fist.

With a punch, the drum surface suddenly bounced high.

But there was no sound coming out, and Guy Li Yan's fists were attached to the drum.

"Drink!" Li Yan's fists suddenly burst out with brilliant golden rays, and his fist technique seemed to condense a phantom at this moment, constantly roaring.

And that's not all, he evoked the dragon soul mark on his right arm.

"Boom!"

A deafening, resounding drum sound that resounded through the sky shook the universe, as if it came from above the nine heavens, and it was full of domineering.

At that moment, a phantom appeared on the Red Tooth Drum.

A phantus that can't see the specific appearance, teeth and claws, roaring into the void.

The loud sound of the drum spread out like a sonic attack, and at this moment, the domineering thunderous vibration invaded the ears of the monks and buzzed.

There are those who are low-strength, and they are even shocked to the point that their faces turn pale.

At the moment of returning to his senses, a piercing cold voice sounded.

"Nine Thousand ......"

Hearing the first two words, everyone's expressions became exciting, could it be that his strength has the ultimate nine thousand catties?

Emperor Ruyue's face was as ugly as it was, and the clouds were thick. As for the big guys on the high platform, their faces changed wildly and they were completely shocked.

And that's not all, the voice seemed to be choked by a mysterious force and stopped abruptly.

Li Yan smiled slightly, and only then put away his fist at the right time.

He turned to leave, and at this time, the red tooth drum behind him actually shot out a monstrous divine light, as if an immortal was in the dust, grand and solemn.

"Ten thousand catties!"

This is the final test result given by the Red Tooth Drum.

Legend has it that when the strength reaches a certain level, the two fangs of the drum surface will all stick out, and at this moment, the drum surface is like this.

The evaluation of 10,000 catties of huge strength shook everyone's souls like Hong Zhong Dalu, one after another, majestic.

"Whew-"

The gentle summer breeze blew, and Li Yan stood on the stage with a light face.

If there are times of shock, then everyone has only one thought at the moment, demon.

Yes, just a coming-of-age ceremony, Li Yan gave them several shocks, even the visitors, as if they were in the middle of it, bumping back and forth, like a boat in a huge wave.

Rune Bone Cultivation Qualification Test, Holy White Product, Peak to the Extreme, Test Crystal Crush.

Physical strength test qualification, 10,000 catties, and strive to pull out the mountains and cover the world.

The god pattern is engraved, thirty-six ways, carved out of thin air, and perfected.

In the three coming-of-age tests, although there were several changes, in the end, all the rankings were taken by one person.

Fengyan Tribe, the third generation, is rumored to be a gentleman in the name of laziness, and the leader of the three lists.

Counterattack, complete counterattack, all the monks only understood at this time, why there was restlessness in the body before, it was a feeling of blood boiling, such as the present.

Li Yan stood in the ring, although he was still young, his face gave people a sense of perseverance.

A lot of times, strength is everything.

This is his Li Yan's contention, representing the arrogance of the Fengyan tribe, the war department, even if it is silent for ten years, it is not something that can be touched by the youngsters.

It turned out that he had such a terrifying force value for a long time, and the reason why it broke out was that everyone had to be grateful to Emperor Ruyue for his sarcastic blows three times and twice, and everyone thought to themselves, this time, I am afraid that most of Dongyi will look away.

The monks circulated around Emperor Ruyue and Li Yan, without words, this is the best slap in the face.

Coming and not being rude, Li Yan slapped all the tribal monks who harbored enemies.

Emperor Hanlin of most of Dongyi sat down on the chair suddenly, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart, as for the White Tiger Clan, the rest of the clans were the same.

As for the Tianjiao of all ethnic groups below, they witnessed this scene, and they were not convinced in their hearts, and their sharp eyes shot straight in.

After being silent for about ten breaths, gasps came and went, and all kinds of noisy voices sounded, without exception, everyone was talking about Li Yan.

Li Yan was quite proud in his heart, looking at his father Li Meng and grandfather Li Yixian, he blinked playfully.

The coming-of-age ceremony, three rounds of testing completed.

That's not all, Li Yan doesn't seem to forget Bai Langlin's previous difficulties with him, and said that his mother, it's time to repay the debt.

Li Yan, who was standing in the ring, shouted to the audience and asked: "Li Yan invites the White Tiger Clan Tianjiao!"

was waiting for this moment, Li Tian's rampant smile came: "Haha, Brother Yan, you are good, I like your counterattack and slap in the face, and I have a fight with my handsomeness." ā€

Li Tian and Li Xiaotian, who were so excited that their eyes lit up, jumped onto the stage together.

At that time, Li Tian's expression suddenly retracted, and he called out to Zhan: "White Tiger Department, can you dare to fight?"

Li Xiaotian also took a step forward, his bronzed skin hit everyone's eyes, and the rough mine shouted: "Come on, go on stage and be beaten." ā€

The three of them are all teenagers of the Fengyan tribe, each one is more rampant than the other, and this kind of shouting for invitation to battle is like a sharp knife that pierces the eyes of the people of the White Tiger tribe.

This is the edge, which belongs to the frivolity of the younger generation.

Boy war, brother war.

Li Tian's long knife was sonorously unsheathed, and the snow was bright and cold.

Li Xiaotian's broad sword was held obliquely, and the sword intent was awe-inspiring.

Li Yan shouted a gun, and an attendant respectfully handed it over.

He glanced contemptuously at the Gaotai White Tiger Clan, and stretched out his thumb in a downward direction.

The spear is knee-long, waiting for the enemy.