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However, these two figures are no longer Yan Meng and Yan Leng before, but Yan Feng and Yan Yan.

This is the fourth and last competition of today, and it is also a competition to determine the last place in the top ten of the clan competition.

Countless pairs of eyes gathered in the field, waiting for the end of this last competition, but in most people's hearts, there is already the name of the winner, and that is Yan Yan.

After all, it was a whole level gap, such a gap could not be crossed by any person, and in the history of the Yan family, there were only two, one was Yan Tianhua sitting on the stone platform, and the other was Qin Nan standing under the stage.

Of course, there are also some people who are looking forward to Yan Feng being able to become this third person, his talent in refining weapons is already extremely amazing, if he can also show a good talent in cultivation, then for the Yan family, it is definitely a great blessing for hundreds of years.

"Fengzi, it's time to show your true strength!"

Qin Nan on the field looked calm, not much nervous, beside him, Yan Meng, who was pale and very weak, also insisted on standing, staring at the field with dead eyes, staring at Yan Feng.

"Yan Feng, you are not my opponent, there is no need for this competition, you admit defeat yourself, save me a waste of strength!"

On the field, before the competition officially began, Yan Yan, who was standing more than ten meters away from Yan Feng, suddenly opened his mouth and said this sentence to Yan Feng.

Obviously, he didn't take Yan Feng seriously at all.

"Throw in the towel?"

Hearing this, Yan Feng smiled.

"I haven't fought yet, so you're sure I'm going to lose? But how do I think I don't have to admit defeat at all, because it's you who want to lose!"

In an instant, the audience was in an uproar.

"What? I heard you right, what did Yan Feng say just now?"

"Yan Feng actually thinks that he will win? His self-confidence is too inflated, right? Or, what kind of nirvana is he still hiding?"

In the last game, Yan Meng's last move left a deep impression on everyone, and at this moment, Yan Feng was so confident, which also made those who thought he would lose start to speculate.

"Do you think I'm the one who is going to lose? Haha, come on!"

Two vast auras rose above Yan Feng and Yan Yan's heads like clouds, one yellow and one green.

The battle began.

Without any pause, without any hesitation, the figures of Yan Feng and Yan Yan galloped on the field, their speed was fast, and there was an aura entwined around them, so what everyone saw became a yellow, a green, and two lights and shadows.

"What a speed!"

"Yes, especially Yan Feng's speed, it is not inferior to Yan Yan at all, this ...... He is still the third order of the Soul Refining Realm, is it possible, will he really defeat Yan Yan? He will become the third person in our Yan family to overcome the enemy?"

It's a somewhat flashy opening, and it's an opening that makes the proving ground boil.

At this moment, Yan Feng showed a faster speed than any moment before him, he seemed to be using his actions to tell everyone that his self-confidence was not reckless, and his words were not false, he would definitely win this competition.

"Good boy, it's very hidden!"

Qin Nan smiled slightly, not as surprised as everyone else.

"His speed ...... It's a little faster than me?"

At the same moment, Yan Yan, who was on the field, put away his previous contempt, he understood that Yan Feng in front of him was not as simple as he thought, and he had to be careful, otherwise, it was really possible to be planted here.

"Phantom Palm!!"

In the yellow light cluster, Yan Feng's voice sounded, and then he saw that there were two more branches on the yellow light, that, it was Yan Feng's arms, I saw his arms swinging rapidly, and hazy light and shadow were instantaneous, at first glance, it looked like thousands of arms.

This phantom palm is a mortal-level primary martial art, but it is not an ordinary mortal-level primary martial art, but a martial art that almost every refiner must practice, because, if you want to become an excellent refiner, hand speed is an extremely important condition.

"That's good! This kid has already cultivated the Phantom Palm to such an extent, and that hand speed, even a junior of the fifth or sixth order of the Soul Refining Realm can't have it!"

On the stone platform, Yan Cang, who was Yan Feng's grandfather, had a smile on his face, and it was obvious that Yan Feng's performance made him very satisfied.

"Whoosh!

Thousands of palms swayed in the air, making people really dazzled, and the sound like a raging wind also made people's faces shocked.

No one would doubt the power of this Phantom Palm, even though it was only a mortal-level primary martial art.

"This bit of power can't hurt me!"

Yan Yan drank with it, and his arms instantly blocked his chest, and the green aura wrapped around his body also shifted in an instant, converging on his arms, forming a green barrier.

"Bang Bang!!"

One after another palm prints fell on the green barrier, and the crisp sound echoed instantly, and with it, the yellow and green aura splashed up like liquid droplets.

If this fight takes place in the dark of night, it will definitely look extremely dazzling.

"Click!"

After a few breaths, thousands of phantoms suddenly condensed together, and a thick palm suddenly appeared, and the palm was cut obliquely, slashing heavily on the green barrier on Yan Yan's chest.

It was this palm that caused a crack in the barrier that had withstood hundreds of palms unharmed, and also made Yan Yan's steady body suddenly retreat a few steps back.

"Broken?"

"This ...... That phantom palm actually broke through my defenses?"

Regaining his steady, Yan Yan's face showed a hint of disbelief, obviously, the power of Yan Feng's phantom palm far exceeded his expectations.

"Yan Feng, good job!"

Offstage, the weak Yan Meng was also overjoyed when he saw this scene, and the somewhat weak voice came out of his throat for the first time.

It seemed that she had forgotten that she had just been eliminated, that she had no chance to compete with the top ten clans, and that she could not enter those powerful sects with Qin Nan and Yan Feng.

"Being able to break through my defense, your strength is indeed much stronger than the third order of the Soul Refining Realm, but I will let you understand how big the gap between the third order of the Soul Refining Realm and the fourth order of the Soul Refining Realm is!"

After the shock, Yan Yan hated Yan Feng and said.

"Yes, I want to see it too, come on!"