() Situ Zhaonan's pretending to be mature made the people around him feel nervous. This was clearly a precursor to launching a powerful move.

"Is this guy so showy?" Yan Lan rubbed her fingers lightly, then suddenly stretched out her fingers, and her whole body's spiritual energy began to boil.

"This is the Heavenly Sword Sword. Yan Lan is really going to use his special skills to deal with it." Many tribesmen noticed that Yan Lan was preparing a move and officially recognized it as the first-level top-level skill of the Yan family - the Heavenly Sword Sword.

"Heavenly Swordsman!" Situ Hengkong frowned and sneered vaguely.

At this time, Situ Zhaonan's aura had reached its peak. Purple lightning flashed above his fists, and there was a heavy pressure that made many boys and girls on the sidelines feel palpitated.

"A first-level top-level skill, Heavenly Swordsman, you're still a little behind!" Situ Zhaonan snorted in his heart. As for the Yan family's unique skills, Situ Hengkong had already explained them to him vividly before he came to challenge.

He listened.

Seeing the electric light above Situ Zhaonan's fists, many sharp-eyed Yan clan members shivered, and some even became horrified.

"Yan Lan, be careful. This is the Purple Thunder Fist of the Situ family. It is a top-grade first-class skill and should not be underestimated." A tribesman couldn't help but exclaimed.

For first-level top-level skills, it is best to reach the elixir-transformation stage. However, it does not exclude a few people with extremely strong minds who have gone through countless hardships and advanced to the next level.

After hearing the reminder from his tribe, Yan Lan's expression did not change much, as if he was fully prepared.

"Purple thunder fist strikes out, destroying everything."

Situ Zhaonan shouted loudly, and his extremely fast figure, carrying a fierce momentum, rushed towards Yan Lan like lightning.

Yan Lan stood quietly, with no trace of panic in her eyes. The aura around her body continued to rise at a uniform speed.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the distance. The figure stood with hands behind its hands, and its gentle face was filled with a smile as calm as water.

"If you want to defeat my son Yan Lan, this level of strength is definitely not enough."

The slight voice was full of absolute confidence. This person was none other than Yan Lan's father - Yan Li.

Among the Yan clan, some people with extraordinary strength stared at Yan Lan with sharp eyes.

"The five fingers of Yan Lan's hand are stretched out, but no light blade has burst out until now. Could it be that he is going to use the power of pure spiritual energy to take on the next-level top-notch trick?"

Many tribesmen were worried beyond words.

However, Yan Lan's expression was always calm and composed.

Is this confidence in strength or pretentious calmness?

"Hey, I still have to use this move! I originally planned to use it as a surprise in the family competition." Yan Lan exhaled heavily and sighed secretly.

At the moment when Situ Zhaonan's figure flashed, Yan Lan's figure suddenly changed.

Many members of the Yan clan's eyes froze at this moment, and they were surprised for a moment, followed by stunned, shocked emotions, violently rolling in their hearts.

"This is not the Heavenly Sword Sword, this is the Heavenly Sealing Palm, my clan's second-level low-grade technique..."

The minority tribesmen with vicious eyes saw the clues the moment Yan Lan's body moved.

"Before the Heavenly Sealing Palm, all things are sealed."

Corresponding to Situ Zhaonan's cold shout of "Purple thunder fists, destroying the dead", Yan Lan also shouted eight words to confront him.

"In front of the Heavenly Sealing Palm, everything is sealed? Is this sentence recorded in the Heavenly Sealing Palm technique?"

Many members of the Yan clan suddenly felt strange when they heard Yan Lan shout these words, but for a while, they didn't feel anything was wrong.

"Damn, this kid Yan Lan did this all by himself..."

The minority people suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. However, they had to admire Yan Lan's ability to adapt to the situation. With this sentence, although it was exaggerated, it could still increase his momentum.

"Heavenly Sealing Palm!" Situ Hengkong was shocked, and his expression finally became serious.

At this moment, everyone held their breath and stared at Yan Lan. In a duel with unique moves, one move would often determine the outcome.

This means that victory or defeat will be determined at this moment.

The moving thunder light circulates on Situ Zhaonan's right fist, and a strong suction force continuously absorbs the lightning energy hidden in the air. As the energy continues to be absorbed, the color of the lightning gradually changes from blue to purple.

se, deep purple se evolves.

"Deep purple lightning energy, I didn't expect that Situ Zhaonan, a mere thirteen-year-old boy, could practice the Purple Thunder Fist to such a level." Even though he is the opponent of his own clan, Yan Muxiong still

He couldn't help but admire Situ Zhaonan, and at the same time, he looked at Yan Lan with a serious look.

At this moment, the demeanor of most Yan clan members was similar to that of Yan Muxiong.

Situ Hengkong's face skipped a beat silently, and he thought to himself: "You can't guess at Nan'er's talent. Purple Thunder Fist, even those fifteen or sixteen-year-old geniuses in the family can't.

But this is the point of cultivation.”

As Situ Zhaonan's power rose, Yan Lan was not idle either.

On Yan Lan's right hand, a powerful spiritual energy is spinning. The rotating spiritual energy wraps his arm and extends to his palm, and then releases a vortex of energy from his palm. This vortex is also constantly absorbing

With the aura of heaven and earth, the momentum gradually rises.

"It's really stressful to practice the techniques beyond the next level!"

Yan Lan glared with anger, gritted her teeth, and mobilized all her spiritual energy to support the use of the Heavenly Sealing Palm.

The two auras are like dragons and tigers fighting each other. They have not yet touched each other, but they are competing with each other.

Everyone sensed that although Yan Lan's technique was of a higher level, the momentum of the two was equally matched, but they didn't know who would have the last laugh when the two powerful forces collided.

This momentum is a long story, but in fact it only took two or three breaths for the two of them to start running the technique until it climbed to the extreme.

"ah……"

Situ Zhaonan let out a leisurely roar, his figure exploded, and with his tyrannical power, he fiercely charged towards Yan Lan.

Yan Lan's eyebrows tightened, her teeth clenched, and she forced herself to take a breath, facing forward with her palms, and faced him without any fear.

"laugh……"

The two energies exchanged, but there was no earth-shattering explosion. Instead, there was a "chi-la" sound, and each had an energy aftermath that impacted the bodies of the two. They each groaned, but did not retreat at all.

Instead, he had a cold look on his face and leaned forward to resist his own energy offensive.

The two energies are entangled with each other.

Purple thunder and lightning continued to erode Yan Lan's spiritual barrier, and the meaning penetrated from the palm of his hand into his body.

And Yan Lan's green vortex, like a python strangling its prey, wrapped around Situ Zhaonan's thunder and lightning fist wave after wave.

"This boy is indeed unusually powerful. The first-level top-level skills can actually compete with my second-level low-level skills. It seems that it is because I am not good at learning." During the stalemate, Yan Lan also noticed it.

My own weakness. Although the level of skills I have mastered is higher than that of Situ Zhaonan, my level of familiarity is only one point lower, which is why the tit-for-tat situation has arisen.

"This kid from the Yan family is indeed an ordinary person." Although Situ Hengkong had great confidence in Situ Zhaonan, Yan Lan's performance had to make him secretly admire him.

The distance between the fists and palms of the two people is only half a foot. As the energy erodes each other, the hands of the two are gradually getting closer.

[Good night, everyone, I wish you all a good dream. If you have a ticket, throw it in by the way; if it is convenient, add it to your collection, and the fairy would like to thank you!]
Chapter completed!