() Looking at Yan Lan's slender body, the Yan clan members, and many members of the group made a sound.

"This guy just took a lot of limelight, is he going to steal the limelight again?" Yan Lingshan muttered dissatisfied, "But it's okay, I'm three years older than the guy named Zhao Nan. Even if I win, it's nothing. Look at Situ Zhao Nan, who speaks so loudly and dares to come to challenge him, there should be a few tricks. Yan Lan seems to have two tricks to let them compete. I just see how strong Yan Lan's strength is."

After thinking about it, Yan Lingshan made up his mind and shouted: "Yan Lan, can you do it? Don't lose our family's face."

Yan Lan still smiled, waved her hand, and said, "How can I know if I don't try?"

Although Yan Lan looked indifferent, he solemnly placed Situ Zhaonan as a strong man. Not to mention anything else, just talking about Leng Yi is also a rare among his peers.

At this time, Yan Linghe, who had always considered himself a genius, was suddenly a little surprised. He did not expect that Yan Lan would stand up to face the challenge at this moment. He was hesitating whether to stand up, but before he could make a decision in his heart, someone had already taken the lead.

Yan Muxiong pondered and touched his chin quietly: "Among the thirteen-year-old tribe members, Yan Lan is the most outstanding. It seems that Situ Zhaonan is indeed of different talent. However, Yan Lan may not be very sure to win Situ Zhaonan, but at least it will not seem too defeated."

Then, Yan Muxiong raised his lips and said, "Senior Situ, our clan will be fought by Yan Lan."

"Oh?" Situ Hengkong exclaimed lightly, his stingy eyes stared at Yan Lan fiercely, "Although you are hiding your cultivation level, you can see in an instant that you have reached the middle stage of Yuan Dan. Humph, your talent is indeed amazing, but it is a little worse than Nan'er's late stage of Yuan Dan. Nan'er has been baptized by our clan's thunderous light, and his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, far exceeding those of his peers. Nan'er, who is weaker than Nan'er, can't be interested!"

The mature Situ Hengkong naturally would not say this. He laughed and stroked his beard and said, "Is it because the Yan family has no talent anymore?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the members of the Yan family were immediately excited, and the entire training ground suddenly became noisy.

"This old man is so crazy!"

"My Yan family is full of talents, how can the Situ family be so rude!"

“…”

Yan Lan frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and looked at Situ Zhaonan again, thinking: "Boy Zhaonan, my cultivation level should be better than me. If I had not suppressed the improvement of my cultivation level, my cultivation level would have been able to be one end. But my father repeatedly reminded me that cultivation should not be greedy for speed, but should move forward steadily and lay a solid foundation, so that it will help to improve in the future. Now my foundation should not be inferior to that boy. If I fight with all my strength, at least I will not lose."

Yan Muxiong's cheeks twitched a few times, his eyes were a little cold, he waved his hand, lowered the noise of his tribe members, and asked in a deep voice: "I don't know what the words are like for Senior Situ?"

Situ smiled proudly and said, "To be honest, among the outstanding younger generations of our Situ family, there are no one who can defeat Nan'er under the age of fifteen; there are only a handful of people who can be equal to Nan'er at the age of sixteen; there are no more than five fingers that can defeat Nan'er at the age of seventeen. You can choose a little kid to join the battle, and you really don't take our Situ family seriously!"

"call……"

The noisy training ground suddenly became quiet. The originally angry tribe members didn't know what to say to argue.

"Yan Lan has really hit a nail!"

"Our clan has indeed been worse than the previous generation for a hundred years. It is still a little worse than the Situ family!"

At this time, many Yan clan members lamented in their hearts.

Situ Hengkong is the second elder of the Situ family. Although what he said makes people feel unrestrained when listening to it. However, with his identity and status, there is no need to use deception to enhance Situ Zhaonan's strength.

Many tribe members showed worries and looked at the inconspicuous young man in front of him. He actually had the strength to be comparable to the outstanding young man of sixteen or seventeen years old. On the other hand, his family, at least as far as the training is concerned, there is no thirteen-year-old team member with the ability to compete with the 16 or seventeen-year-old team member. Although Yan Lan has outstanding talent, it is limited to weight-bearing training. The tribe members do not think he has the strength to challenge the 16 or seventeen-year-old team member.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the training ground was so quiet that it was a little awkward.

The members of the Yan family are solemn. Obviously, Situ Zhaonan's strength is too surprising.

"Senior Situ, are you trying to severely damage the momentum of my family in one breath?" Yan Lan turned his head slightly and said calmly. Obviously, Situ Hengkong wanted to find a hard stone to attack so that Situ Zhaonan could better establish his power, but Situ Hengkong regarded him as a soft persimmon.

He curled his lips unconvincedly, and Yan Lan continued: "Otherwise, if I lose, I will be given the older powerful people in my clan. By then, even if Zhao Nan loses a little, it will be enough to show that no one among our peers can stand against the noble family."

"Good boy, have courage!" The Yan clan members who were losing their momentum secretly gave Yan Lan a thumbs up.

Even when facing a strong man like Situ Hengkong, Yan Lan's words were still calm, neither humble nor arrogant. Regardless of whether Yan Lan could win in the end, his perseverance and wit was enough to make many tribesmen admire him. Even those who were somewhat prejudiced against Yan Lan in Pingri felt that he suddenly looked so disliked, and even a little cute.

After hearing Yan Lan's words, Situ Hengkong's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his terrifying eyes were tightly pressed against Yan Lan.

"This child's state of mind is not bad, but he is comparable to Nan'er. I wonder how powerful his true strength is?"

Situ Hengkong narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "Well, what you said is also reasonable. It seems that the Yan clan is also talented, but it is not enough to just speak."

"Whether it is OK or not, I will see the true seal." Yan Lan's pupils tightened, and Shen Se said calmly.

Many Yan clan members suddenly felt much more comfortable. However, suspicion and worry followed. Although Yan Lanpingri's performance was indeed outstanding, she felt that she didn't have much confidence compared to Situ Zhaonan's strength that was comparable to a 16 or 17-year-old boy.

"I hope Yan Lan can hold on for a long time, at least, don't lose too badly." The Yan clan members no longer have the confidence to win, but only pray for this battle to be able to live up to the face.

"I see the truth, it's great." Situ Hengkong didn't know whether he was really shouting or pretending to tease him, but he put Situ Zhaonan down from his shoulder and smiled, "Nan'er, go and face the battle, don't underestimate the enemy!"

Situ Hengkong's words were extremely gentle, which was inconsistent with his hot temper, which showed his love for his relatives and grandson.

"Well, I won't be careless." Situ Zhaonan opened his eyes slightly and looked at Yan Lan with an expressionless face.

On the huge training ground, everyone has given up one area.

In the area, two teenagers stood facing each other. The breeze suddenly blew the clothes and hair of the two teenagers, and the atmosphere was a bit desolate.

Yan Muxiong coughed lightly and said, "This is a competition between my Yan family and the Situ family, not a life-and-death battle. Therefore, with this twenty-foot area as the boundary, whoever leaves the boundary first will admit defeat. Senior Situ, do you have any objection?"

Situ Hengkong shook his beard and waved his hand, saying, "The rules of the competition are fair to both sides, as long as they think it will be what you think!"

This expression was obviously very confident in Situ Zhaonan's strength.

"Okay." Yan Muxiong's god se surrendered and shouted, "Competition, then start!";
Chapter completed!