At this time, Yan Lan also realized that the stalemate was too long, which was not good for him.

"Although I have a deep foundation, due to the suppression of my cultivation to improve, my cultivation realm is one point lower than his, and the second-order Heavenly Sealing Palm consumes more energy, so such a confrontation must be unfavorable to me. ”

Yan Lan snorted coldly, and with his thick foundation, he frantically mobilized an energy that an ordinary Yuan Dan mid-stage cultivator could not bear, and violently poured into his right hand.

Suddenly, the whirlpool in Yan Lan's palm expanded by a few points, and the power of entanglement increased several times.

"Not good!"

Situ Zhaonan didn't expect Yan Lan to be so crazy, and immediately mobilized a huge amount of energy and violently poured his right fist.

"Bang!"

Between the two hands, due to the accumulation of too much energy, they finally lost their balance, resulting in a violent explosion.

A wave of air, like the furious waves of the sea, swept away in all directions.

Many Yan clan disciples, because of the suddenness of the incident, before they had time to defend, they were overturned.

Even a clansman with advanced cultivation needs to wave his hand and release a wave of energy to block the aftermath of the explosion from the impact.

Under the cover of the dazzling light, the two figures shot out in both directions.

Two figures landed at the same time.

After landing, they failed to stabilize their bodies and kept retreating to cushion the force of the explosion.

Seeing that the two of them were getting closer and closer to the boundary line behind them, Situ Hengkong, Yan Muxiong, and many Yan clansmen all held their breath, looked at their own young people nervously, and measured the distance from the boundary line.

At the moment of the explosion, Yan Lan felt that his brain was blank. When the body hit the ground, he came to his senses.

This ability to wake up quickly is due to the arduous soul training on weekdays.

"You can't go out of bounds. ”

Yan Lan gritted his teeth, and in the dantian that was on the verge of drying up, he squeezed out a little spirit yuan, and his whole body let out a "bang" tremor, and his right heel, two inches within the boundary line, stopped.

"Hoo ......"

Many Yan people were relieved and put down their hanging hearts. I don't know when I was drenched in my palms, I was drenched in sweat, and I seemed to be a little more nervous than Yan Lan, who was participating in the battle.

At this moment, Situ Zhaonan was also trembling, and he was three or four inches away from the boundary line, stopped, and there was a fear in his heart: "If it weren't for my fierce attack before, I pressed that kid a lot closer to the boundary line behind him, maybe this retreat, I would have withdrawn from the boundary line." ”

Seeing that Situ Zhaonan was not out of bounds, Situ Hengkong was also relieved, his brows condensed slightly, and he suddenly looked up to Yan Lan a lot higher in his heart. After all, in the Situ family, under the age of fifteen, no one could force Situ Zhaonan into such a situation.

Although the superiority of the two is not obvious in this duel, the appearance of the two has changed greatly.

Situ Zhaonan was above his right hand, up to most of his right chest, and his clothes were all shattered, revealing his fair skin. The hair that was originally tied up has been scattered, and his face is a little pale. He was originally arrogant, but at the moment he didn't look much different from ordinary little Hanako.

Yan Lan is slightly better. His face was slightly pale, his hair was slightly messy, his right arm and his right breast, and his clothes were turned into dust.

As for the rest of the clothes, there were many holes, which were attacked by Situ Zhaonan's flowing thunder energy, but his body was fine.

Situ Zhaonan looked at Yan Lan in surprise, obviously he was holding the moon with all the stars, but he didn't expect that someone of his age would have such a strong cun.

The girl of the Yan clan on the sidelines, seeing that Yan Lan and the two were so wolf-like, but she left the family glory behind, and "giggled" to cover her mouth and laugh.

Yan Lan noticed the laughter of some girls in the family, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, and handed over a faint disdain by the way.

"Brother Xiaolan, when did you become so tough?"

Yan Lingyu covered her pink lips and exclaimed incredulously. She and Yan Lan have often stayed together since they were children, but they didn't realize that Yan Lan's strength had reached such a point.

"I didn't expect the thirteen-year-old Yanlan to make me feel a pressure. The family competition, he may also be a hurdle for me to face!"

Yan Linglong's apricot eyes were also flickering. Yan Lan's strength at this time is already comparable to her.

At this time, Yan Muxiong noticed that Yan Lan and Situ Zhaonan, and Lingyuan were almost exhausted, frowned, took a few steps forward, stood in the competition area and said: "Senior Situ, a competition, the talent and strength of the two juniors are breathtaking, and now the two of them seem to be unable to fight anymore, it is better to end in a draw, what do the seniors think?"

Yan Muxiong's move was not because he was afraid of losing, but after this battle, he found that Yan Lan's talent was far beyond his imagination. Such a genius needs to be protected, and the temporary battle for victory and defeat is naturally irrelevant.

"If such high-grade seedlings are destroyed in my hands, those old fellows in the family, reproachful spittle, I am afraid that they will drown me!"

Yan Muxiong shook his head secretly and smiled bitterly.

At this moment, Situ Hengkong also had similar thoughts in his heart, but he was a little unwilling. The genius of the family that he was proud of came to provoke everyone, but he ended up in a draw, and his old face was a little unbearable.

"Nan'er, do you want to continue to compare?"

Situ Hengkong asked softly.

Situ Zhaonan frowned, looked at Yan Lan coldly, and said, "If the victory or defeat is not scored, how can you give up." ”

Situ Hengkong nodded with satisfaction and said, "My Nan'er will continue to compete, as for you, it depends on what Yanlan Kid means." ”

Yan Muxiong set his eyes on Yan Lan.

"I haven't knocked that kid down yet, and I can't give up!"

Yan Lan said calmly, and nodded slightly at Yan Muxiong by the way.

Yan Muxiong's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he groaned for a moment, so he had to sigh and slowly withdraw from the competition area.

Situ Zhaonan said to Yan Lan: "Can you continue, if you can't, just admit defeat." ”

Yan Lan smiled lightly and said, "Your condition doesn't seem to be better than mine." If you want to admit defeat, then you should also admit defeat. ”

Situ Zhaonan's expression was solemn, and he quietly looked at the girl on the sidelines, this competition, he didn't get any benefits, his wolf appearance was given by Yanlan, and what was even more uncomfortable was that in front of this group of beautiful girls, he made himself so embarrassed and lost the capital to show off his might, which made the young man's heart so unhappy.

"Well, since you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, then I'll fulfill you. ”

Situ Zhaonan pretended to be deep and said.

On the sidelines, the Yan people were a little stunned. The two of them Lingyuan ten go to **, how can they compete, do they want to be like little children who have no cultivation, hugging each other to compete for strength?

"Do you want to compete with me for soul power......

Yan Lan's heart was a little clear. At this point, if you still have to compete, it can only be compared to the soul power.

Suddenly, Yan Lan's eyes became solemn. This was the first time he had tested his soul power in the true sense of the word.

"Next, you have to be careful. ”

The corners of Situ Zhaonan's mouth released a sneer.

"My soul realm has reached the peak of the third grade of the human realm, even those of my clan who are sixteen or seventeen years old, the soul realm is not bad, and the second grade of the human realm. Soul power is my strongest strength. ”

Situ Zhaonan's eyes released a confident smile.

Legend has it that the soul power is divided into three realms, heaven, earth and man, and two realms of heaven and earth, which is not only extremely rare, but even how to classify it, the world does not know.

However, the soul of the human realm is divided into nine grades, with one being the lowest and nine being the highest.

The cultivation of the soul is the most difficult, and every time you improve a product, the spirit needs to endure unimaginable tempering.

Therefore, most cultivators pay more attention to cultivation and soul tempering, but it becomes secondary.

Moreover, the competition of the soul is more invisible, more thrilling, and more vulnerable than the struggle of cultivation.

If you are not careful, your soul will be damaged, and it will be even more difficult to recover.

Therefore, ordinary cultivators will never use their soul power unless they have nothing to do with themselves.

"Let the horses come, I'm not afraid of you. ”

Yan Lan clenched his fists and stood up, his arrogant look on his face without reservation.