() Seeing that Yan Lan attacked his abdomen without hesitation, Yan Linghe had to withdraw his right palm, yelled softly, his hands were closed, and instantly condensed into a spiritual shield on his abdomen.

Seeing this, Yan Lan still had a smile on the corner of her mouth, and did not stagnate due to Yan Linghe's defense. She shouted softly and the fist on her right fist became even more powerful. With a dull sound, the fist suddenly hit the Lingyuan shield, and the shield suddenly produced a huge concave distortion, making a squeaking sound.

Yan Linghe secretly shouted something was wrong, so he quickly activated the spiritual energy to support the blessing, and then stabilized the spiritual energy shield. However, the thickness of the spiritual energy shield suddenly became a little weaker.

"Brother Linghe, the defense has been strengthened a little bit!" Yan Lan said with a smile on his face without caring about his offense.

Yan Linghe brows tightly until Yan Lan's offensive was successfully blocked, and the corner of his mouth sneered. Suddenly, his palms turned, covering the remaining energy of the Spirit Yuan shield. At the same time, a new spiritual energy was injected into an instant, and it instantly fused into a huge energy, pushing towards Yan Lan's chest without hesitation.

"Hmm? After a good move, you can take action..." Yan Lan felt a sensation of spiritual energy coming towards her face, and immediately shouted lightly, with her soles of her feet as the center, her body tilted, and she drew a circle on the ground, almost rubbing the energy to the other side.

After successfully avoiding the attack, Yan Lan jumped up instantly, injected Lingyuan with his right foot, and kicked Yan Linghe's neck.

"Good boy, the reaction speed is good." Yan Linghe felt the coldness on his back, his eyebrows trembled, and immediately turned around, his fists were filled with thick spiritual energy, and he went straight to meet him.

"Bang bang bang..." The fists and feet were added together, and the Lingyuan exploded. The two boys with a sense of arrogance fought each other so much. The fists were rising and falling, and the dangers were everywhere, and the jing's tricks made many onlookers applaud.

This competition lasted about two incense sticks. Although the two did not use their desperate efforts, they were still breathless.

Seeing that the time for the competition was about to end, the two of them were not yet distinguished. Yan Lan took three steps back, his face was calm, his spiritual energy surging around his body, his clothes and hair fluttered, and his eyes revealed a strange color.

"Brother Linghe, you have to be careful!" Yan Lan's eyes burst out with a cold sequelae, and the spiritual energy around her rolled even more violently.

"This kid really can't hold back. He will use the family's unique skills so soon. I will accompany him..." Yan Linghe's mind sank, he immediately took three steps back, and the spiritual energy around him was mobilized.

"Sky Knife Hand."

Yan Lan shouted coldly, and suddenly, a light blade condensed on his right palm. The light blade instantly grew to one meter, and a faint shocking power was released.

"Sure enough, it is the first-level top-level skill of our clan - the Tiandao Hand." This momentum was noticed by the onlookers at the clan.

Legend has it that there are nine levels of exercises, nine levels of the highest level, first level of the lowest level, and each level has four levels of the lowest level.

"Yan Lan, this kid, actually moved the Tiandao Hand so smoothly!" Yan Linghe's eyes were slightly surprised. He knew how difficult it was to cultivate the Tiandao Hand. Originally, the Tiandao Hand was his trump card for participating in the tribe competition, but he had to use it at this moment. What made him even more incredible was that when he used the Tiandao Hand, his body trembled, his face swollen and red, and it was extremely difficult. However, Yan Lan showed his sword with his hand, and he was at ease.

"You are not the only one who has achieved the cultivation of the Heavenly Knife Hand." Although Yan Linghe was shocked, he did not give in. He immediately raised his right palm, and suddenly, a light blade comparable to Yan Lan's aura appeared on his right palm.

Seeing Yan Lan and the other two using the Sky Knife Hand, many tribe members took a few deep breaths of cold air.

Tiandao Hand, a first-level top-grade skill, needs at least the Yuandan stage to be cultivated.

"Could it be that Yan Lan's cultivation level has reached the middle stage of Yuan Dan?" Seeing Yan Lan use the Tiandao hand to flow smoothly, while Yan Linghe seemed a little awkward, a tribe member exclaimed softly.

"How is it possible, thirteen years old, mid-stage Yuandan? This is a state that only a genius boy of fifteen or sixteen years old can reach!"

"This kid is not only strong in body, but also has such amazing cultivation!"

“…”

At this moment, many tribe members who despise Yan Lan slightly put away a trace of frivolousness, and replaced it with a solemnity. Because Yan Lan's talent and strength are destined to be a burden to the family in the future, and will even become a member of the family's core.

It is simply an idiot to despise the core characters of the family.

"Brother Linghe, be careful." Yan Lan shouted and the light blade immediately slashed towards Yan Linghe.

"You don't need to remind me." Yan Linghe bit his lips and the light blade in his hand, and he went up to meet him without hesitation.

"boom……"

Two ten-meter-long light blades collided violently, making a deafening explosion. The scattered spiritual energy actually knocked some young men three or four meters away to the ground.

"What a fierce Tiandao Hand..." People of the same age burst into shock and envious eyes, and even the onlookers made some exclamations.

"It's incredible that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy can actually exert such a strong energy!"

"This competition is another draw!"

"No, it should be that Yan Lan has the upper hand. His body did not move at all, but Ling He took a step back!"

“…”

Among the discussions among the tribe, many sharp-eyed people discovered this insignificant detail.

"Well? Yan Lan seems to be more powerful than a little bit stronger. In the past, he always fought with each other. This time, he actually knocked me back..." Yan Linghe's eyes jumped unnaturally. This gap, which seemed insignificant to others, was as wide as a barrier in his eyes.

Because he is one year older than Yan Lan, and he thinks that his talent and hard work are not inferior to Yan Lan. However, the gap in strength is widening at the speed he can feel.

Although Yan Linghe was still the same, his heart was filled with storms. Yan Lan's progress finally made him feel the pressure for the first time.

Most tribe members' eyes flashed with surprise. Yan Linghe's strength is the best among his fourteen-year-old peers, and he is even better than some fifteen-year-old tribe members. Now, thirteen-year-old Yan Lan can still beat him slightly, and this kind of strength can really be called a genius.

"Maybe, Ling He has retained some strength!" There are a very small number of old stubborn people who don't like Yan Lan, so they had to comfort themselves like this.

"Happy!" Yan Lan shook his sleeves with satisfaction and said with satisfaction. Although this move did not gain an absolute advantage, he was not annoyed at all. The admiration of the tribe members also gradually increased his smile.

Yan Muxiong, who was standing in the distance, pondered for a moment, smiled with satisfaction, then frowned slightly, and said to himself: "Yan Lan is making progress really fast, and she can see through emotions, but she doesn't know if Ling He will suddenly feel heartbroken."

Yan Linghe gritted his teeth and glared at Yan Lan for a few seconds, as if he wanted to say something. But after hesitating for a few moments, he turned around without saying a word, but he only clenched his fists and a little more firmness between his eyebrows.

"Get together!" At this moment, Yan Muxiong shouted loudly.

Yan Lingshan frowned and said in surprise: "Yan Lan is so relaxed and comfortable. Didn't he use all his strength just now?" He had been watching Yan Lan's battle from afar. Even he had to defend seriously when the movement just now. Suddenly, the contempt in his heart closed a little. Although he was three years older than Yan Lan, it seems that Yan Lan is an opponent that needs to be cared for now.

The other young men with strong strength looked at Yan Lan with a little more awe and passion. Some young men older than Yan Lan had a bit of solemnity in their faces. Because the strength Yan Lan showed this time already posed a threat to their ranking in the family competition.

"Everyone's training in the competition and training are good. Next, you will be meditating for an hour, followed by a lecture on the skills." Yan Muxiong's divine se was still as cold as frost, and even the praises were not enough to smile.

Yan Lan sat cross-legged on the ground, and the time for meditation passed very quickly. An hour soon reached the end. The spiritual energy that Yan Lan had consumed just now recovered and her whole body was refreshed.

Just as Yan Lan's soul was peeking inside and his spiritual consciousness was restrained and he was in the final rest, he suddenly felt a vague sound of breaking through the air in the distance, and came quickly. He immediately opened his eyes and looked at them.

At this moment, there were also many strong people on the training ground who also felt the abnormal movement, and they all opened their eyes and looked in that direction.

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