() At this moment, there were chaotic footsteps on one side of the training ground, and at the same time, the sounds of many women playing also floated over.

Yan Lan just entered a state of fighting, but couldn't help looking away. He found that it was a family woman who was running to watch the fun. He stopped distracting her attention and looked at Situ Zhaonan in front of her solemnly. The spiritual energy in her body was slowly circulating, ready to take action at any time.

Situ Zhaonan also turned his eyes to him. A strange fluctuation suddenly flashed in his originally cold eyes. Then, he swallowed his saliva, pulled his clothes, and stroked his hair. His originally cold temperament suddenly became more excited. His heart gradually emerged. He heard that a woman was watching, and the pretentious rationality in his mind naturally disappeared.

"I didn't expect that Aunt Mu Luan actually brought the girl in the training hall. This is not good. When you come, that boy Zhao Nan is probably going to be more popular. I'm so bitter!" Yan Lan said with a wry smile.

Shaking his head slightly, Yan Lan let out a breath, and the spirit became solemn. He knew that this time, he had to show his true strength so that the Yan family would not lose face. More importantly, he could not let his father be unable to raise his head in the family.

Yan Muluan is a coach in the group of girls aged thirteen to seventeen. The training of family women is not as hard as that of men. Even when it is hot, they move to the training hall next to the training ground to practice.

"I haven't seen our family compete with other families for a long time!"

"Who will we send to the field this time?"

The young girl came happily like a bird, and the discussion like a silver bell made the solemn atmosphere of the competition venue disappear a lot.

"What a bunch of innocent girls. The enemy is so happy at the moment. If you lose, it will be a shame for my family! A man has a miserable life and has been trained to take on the future of the family since he was a child. The training volume is so high that it is not comparable to that of a woman in the family..." Yan Lan shook her head helplessly again when she heard this. Her originally restrained mind was once again disturbed by the girl's gentle voice.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Yan Lan officially calmed down and the competition preparation was ready. He raised his eyes, but saw Situ Zhaonan in front of him, who had already dispelled his previous master's appearance. In his eyes, the cold and righteous sequela had disappeared, and he was just like a fool, completely attracted by the beautiful girls of the Yan clan.

"The hero is sad to pass the beauty, this is true!" Yan Lan curled her lips and couldn't help but smile. Jing Chuan for a moment, and saw that Situ Zhaonan had not yet withdrawn her mind, she felt speechless and had to remind her, "Brother Zhaonan, have you... seen enough?"

"Oh...well...Okay, please!"

Situ Zhaonan immediately realized that he had lost his composure, his face turned red, he turned his eyes slightly in panic, took a deep breath, and stared at Yan Lan solemnly, and the spiritual energy around him started to operate instantly.

Situ Hengkong naturally noticed Situ Zhaonan's expression, but just smiled, and there was no reproach in his eyes, ".

Seeing that the two of them had already had their spiritual energy surging, the people who were originally a little noisy immediately calmed down. Even the ignorant girls probably realized the importance of the competition and suddenly fell silent.

Yan Lan and Situ Zhaonan looked at each other, and their aura was rising. They couldn't figure out each other's strength, so they needed to reach the best state before they could launch an attack.

Looking at the two people who were silent, everyone was not in a hurry. After all, they were all practitioners and knew what it means to be ready to go, and they were like thunder.

Suddenly, Situ Zhaonan twitched slightly, clenched his fists, and his figure disappeared from the spot. On the right fist, the sound of breaking through the air, rushed towards Yan Lan.

"It was surprising to compete for the boxing power as soon as it came up!" Yan Lan's eyes opened, and Situ Zhaonan's fist shadow became bigger and bigger in her pupils.

After picking up Ling Yuan suddenly, Yan Lan rushed forward with a punch.

"Bang!"

The unscrupulous moves, the head-on duel, the sound of the boxing sounds deafening, the spiritual energy explodes, and a fight ends like this.

"Ding thud..." Yan Lan took three steps in a row and stabilized her body.

Situ Zhaonan's eyes showed a slight banter.

Situ Hengkong couldn't help but smile, and his god became more and more proud.

The Yan clan members felt a little nervous, and the worry in their eyes became even stronger. Everyone could see that Situ Zhaonan did not retreat in a single step when the punch he had just fought, but Yan Lan took three steps back. The level of cultivation is a judging the level of the higher and lower levels.

"I didn't expect that even Yan Lan, who is so outstanding, could not get any favors under that boy."

"The Situ family has actually produced such a talented boy."

"It seems that this time, our clan is bound to lose again, ah..."

Feeling the lament of the tribe members, Yan Lan let out a light breath, stretched lazily, shook her right hand as if nothing had happened, her face was light, but her eyes became sharp.

"Well, it's true that there are two tricks." Yan Lan said calmly.

"The mediocre people do more trouble!" Situ Hengkong saw Yan Lan's disapproval and couldn't help but sneer.

Situ Zhaonan's afterwards noticed the stunning gaze of the girl on the sidelines looking at him, and suddenly felt comfortable all over. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Next, I will let you know that I will be more than two times."

Suddenly, a muffled sound came from the condensing air. Everyone felt a flash of eyes. When they saw clearly, they had already found that Situ Zhaonan's hand was only one foot away from Yan Lan's neck.

"Yan Lan is careful..." Many tribe members with high cultivation could not help but reminded in a deep voice.

"So fast speed, this speed can be at least the top five in our junior group." Yan Muxiong took a deep breath and exclaimed in secret.

"Well, the speed is not bad, but I haven't had the power to fight back yet."

Yan Lan suddenly noticed a foot, and a hand rushed towards him. He immediately moved his body suddenly, stretched out his right hand, slightly spreading his five fingers, blocking one inch in front of Situ Zhaonan's right hand.

"Retreat!" Yan Lan shouted coldly, and a powerful spiritual energy suddenly burst out from her right palm. This spiritual energy gathered but did not disperse, and it accumulated bigger and bigger. In just a blink of an eye, it was like a bright moon in the sky, emitting a bright white se.

Situ Zhaonan suddenly felt a sudden slap in his heart, and he secretly screamed that something was wrong, so he quickly stopped and retreated.

At this moment, the light ball in Yan Lan's palm was like a ball that bounced out with extremely strong squeezing. The speed was far beyond Situ Zhaonan's expectations.

With a "bang", a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread out. Situ Zhaonan stepped back and stepped on the ground for five or six steps before he paused. His right hand felt a little numb and trembled slightly, but this detail was quickly hidden by him in an instant.

Yan Lan looked calm, and her body fell to the ground without any damage.

"Huh, Yan Lan has the upper hand in this confrontation..." Many onlookers were amazed secretly, and there was a hint of joy in their tone of amazement.

"Although Yan Lan has the upper hand, it is still unknown who is stronger and who is weaker and who is better and who is defeated." Some clan members with vicious eyes saw a clue.

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