Yang Yan has a calm temperament and is neither impatient nor impatient when things happen. He has shown an extraordinary side since he was a child, which is very similar to his father Yang Ningchen.

The cultivation level of Li Haoyuan opposite him was one level lower than him, and Yang Yan would not underestimate Li Haoyuan because of this.

He raised his hand to Li Haoyuan and said, "Yang Yan is polite, please show mercy to Brother Li!"

These are just polite words. In the competition, no one will be left with any room for real swordsmanship.

Li Haoyuan felt a little unsure. He knew Yang Yan's ability very well. In terms of real strength, he was a step behind Yang Yan.

"Well, Brother Yang, you're welcome! Please!" Li Haoyuan waved the long knife in his hand, using the standard Thirty-Six Crazy Sword stance.

Theoretically, fighting with a long knife with bare hands would be a disadvantage.

In reality, this is not the case. Yang Yan's cultivation is stronger, which makes up for this very well.

"Look at the sword!" Li Haoyuan was not polite. The sword's light was cold and the long sword fell head-on.

He didn't attack like crazy as soon as he came up. While attacking, he also considered defense, and protected his body to prevent Yang Yan from taking advantage of it.

"Third brother, what moves did you say that the eldest brother can defeat Li Haoyuan?" Yang Hao stood next to Yang Teng, paying attention to the battle on the trial field and not forgetting to ask Yang Teng.

Yang Jing, who was not far away, glared at Yang Hao fiercely. He had a similar relationship with his biological brother, but he and Yang Teng seemed to be the same person. This made him have a strong opinion of Yang Hao.

"Hmph! When monks fight, who can predict how many moves will win? Often a single oversight will determine the final outcome. Since my elder brother suppresses Li Haoyuan in cultivation, winning is just a matter of time." Yang Jing said angrily.

Yang Hao didn't think much about it. His cultivation level was too low and he wasn't very interested in practicing. When he heard what Yang Jing said, he felt it made sense.

Yang Teng disagreed, "Based on the comparison of the two's cultivation, the eldest brother should end the battle in thirty moves, but the elder brother is too calm and will not take risks, so he should defeat Li Haoyuan in about fifty moves."

After hearing what Yang Teng said, several elders of the Yang family looked at Yang Teng in surprise. Yang Teng's statement was completely consistent with their judgment.

Yang Teng actually has such vision at such a young age, and his judgment is impressive.

The Li family members were not happy, and one of his children said angrily: "The battle has just begun, why do you think my fourth brother lost!"

Yang Teng smiled slightly: "If you are not convinced, just watch it and see if the final result is the same as what I said."

The strong men present also agreed with Yang Teng's statement. The battle scene between the two on the trial ground said it all.

At the beginning of the battle, Li Haoyuan used his momentum to attack hard. After a few moves, Yang Yan firmly controlled the situation. Li Haoyuan was suppressed by Yang Yan and could not fight back, so he could only defend with all his strength.

If this continues, Li Haoyuan can only hold on to fifty moves at most, and there is no chance of winning.

The more Li Haoyuan thought about it, the more unsure he became. He had also studied the Yang family's Black Wind Boxing, and thought he knew the Black Wind Boxing quite well. He knew some of the flaws of the Black Wind Boxing, and had already thought of a countermeasure before going on stage.

Take down Yang Yan in one go.

But he didn't expect that the flaw he thought he knew well didn't exist anymore!

Yang Yan's fists roared like wind, and each punch looked like an authentic Black Wind Fist, but the details were very different. The flaw he wanted to exploit could not be found.

He couldn't find any chance with his sword attack, but was forced by Yang Yan's fist and was unable to fight back.

Countless pairs of eyes were watching the battle between the two, and they found that the Black Wind Fist performed by Yang Yan had changed a lot from before. Everyone was surprised. The Yang family had improved the Black Wind Fist!

This is not good news. As a result, all the arrangements for the Yang family have failed, and it is impossible to easily defeat the Yang family's children.

The strong men present could not figure it out. According to reliable sources, it was Yang Teng who took the lead in improving the Black Wind Fist.

When they got this news, many people laughed it off. A combat skill, especially the Zhen family's secret skill, was the brainchild of countless people and was finalized after countless battles. How could it be easily improved.

The Black Wind Fist performed by Yang Yan made everyone believe that the Yang family had truly improved the Black Wind Fist and perfectly made up for some of the original flaws.

Several family heads have their own secrets. A smile gradually blooms on the face of the old man Yang Wudi, and the overall situation is decided.

If Yang Yan used his unimproved Black Wind Fist against Li Haoyuan, maybe Li Haoyuan would still have a chance to make a comeback, but now, Li Haoyuan has no chance.

As the battle progressed, the spiritual energy in Li Haoyuan's body was severely depleted. After thirty moves, Li Haoyuan's breath became a little disordered, and his breathing was heavy and his steps were messy.

"Did you see that Li Haoyuan's spiritual energy is severely depleted and his physical strength can no longer keep up with the rhythm. If the elder brother can risk a few strong attacks at this time, Li Haoyuan will definitely lose." Yang Teng pointed at the two fighting on the trial ground and said to Yang Hao

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Yang Hao couldn't see anything too profound, but he could also see that Li Haoyuan's steps were messy and he seemed to be unable to keep up with the offensive rhythm of his elder brother Yang Yan.

"Hmph!" Yang Jing snorted coldly on the side: "It's not as simple as you said. What if this is Li Haoyuan's trick and he deliberately attracts Big Brother to attack. Once he falls into Li Haoyuan's trap, Big Brother's good situation will be in vain."

Yang Teng ignored Yang Jing's cynicism. Anyone who was not blind could see the situation clearly. Li Haoyuan had no ability to fight back. Failure was only a matter of time.

As long as Yang Yan doesn't make fatal mistakes, victory is in sight.

Yang Yan's calmness is a good thing, but at certain times he seems to lack aggressive and adventurous spirit. He clearly suppressed Li Haoyuan firmly but did not adopt a quick victory strategy, but gradually consumed Li Haoyuan's physical strength.

Just as Yang Teng predicted, after reaching fifty moves, Li Haoyuan finally jumped out of the ring with a feint due to lack of physical strength and surrendered to Yang Yan.

Yang Yan got a good start for the Yang family, and the old man Yang Wudi laughed loudly: "Yang Yan, come down and rest quickly, recharge yourself and wait for the next round of the competition."

Although Yang Yan has a calm character, after defeating Li Haoyuan, a proud smile appeared on his face.

"Congratulations to brother for your victory." The disciples stepped forward to congratulate Yang Yan.

Yang Yan chatted with his brothers with a smile, and then called Yang Sheng and Yang Teng over.

"You two remember, when fighting, don't think about defeating your opponent with three moves or two. First stabilize the situation, grasp the overall situation, and then wear down your opponent's patience and physical strength little by little. When you have an absolute advantage, you can defeat your opponent in one fell swoop.

"Yang Yan passed on his experience to the two of them.

The big match is different from the usual head-to-head matches. There are many aspects that need to be considered. If you are not careful, you will lose everything.

Although Yang Yan is too conservative, it is still a good way to win.

Of course, the premise of all this is that your cultivation is stronger than your opponent. If your cultivation is much worse than your opponent's, and it wears off slowly, you will be the one who loses in the end.

Yang Teng just listened and didn't take it seriously. Yang Yan's fighting style was completely unsuitable for him.

Yang Sheng nodded repeatedly. His cultivation suddenly increased to the eighth level of concentration, but his combat effectiveness did not increase significantly. This resulted in the amount of spiritual energy in Yang Sheng's body reaching the eighth level of concentration, but his combat effectiveness was not as good as that of his opponents at the same level.

In his situation, it was very difficult to fight with his opponent, so he listened carefully and decided to follow the method taught by his elder brother Yang Yan to face the enemy.

The battle in the first group is over, and those who advance to the second round are Zhao Yihang and Yang Yan.

Then the second set of competitions began.

Yang Sheng drew No. 3, and his opponent was No. 1 Zhao Yilin.

Zhao Yilin was the only girl among all the children participating in the competition. She attracted cheers as soon as she appeared on the stage. Not only the children of the Zhao family cheered for Zhao Yilin, but everyone except the children of the Yang family stood by Zhao Yilin.

Zhao Yilin has concentrated on the cultivation of the Nine Heavens, and is second only to the most popular Li Guan and others among the contestants. Her popularity is several times higher than that of her opponent Yang Yan at the same level.

Many people hope that Zhao Yilin can enter the top three.

Yang Sheng came to the middle of the trial field and looked at Zhao Yilin opposite. Yang Sheng suddenly felt panic in his heart.

Zhao Yilin was too calm and did not regard him as an opponent at all, which made Yang Sheng feel unsure. When he thought that Zhao Yilin's cultivation level was one level higher than his, it might not be a good choice to fight Zhao Yilin by consuming spiritual energy.

Yang Sheng was in a dilemma whether to strike first to seize the opportunity or to play it slow and steady.

"Yang Sheng, take action! If you hesitate any longer, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!" Zhao Yilin shouted sweetly, the sword in her hand gleaming with cold light.

The enemy could not tolerate distraction at present, so Yang Sheng calmed down and shouted: "Watch the punch!"

The moment he took action, Yang Sheng decided to give up what his elder brother Yang Yan said about playing steadily. According to what his elder brother said, he had no chance of defeating Zhao Yilin.

Rather than retreating in the end exhausted and useless, it is better to fight Zhao Yilin vigorously, and there will be no shame even if she loses.

"Well done!" Zhao Yilin seemed to have known for a long time that Yang Sheng would attack. She turned the sword in her hand and saw seven sword flowers responding to Yang Sheng's fist.

"Ah!" Yang Shengsheng was shocked.

His fist is not an iron fist, and it will definitely be a bloody mess against Zhao Yilin's sword.

Seven sword flowers blocked all angles of Yang Sheng's fist. Yang Sheng had no choice but to withdraw his fist and retreat, otherwise his fist would hit the tip of Zhao Yilin's sword.

"Pa!" Seven sword flowers exploded, revealing an extremely sharp sword.

Yang Sheng secretly took a breath of air. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough according to the situation. If he had been slower, he would have lost his hands.

Zhao Yilin forced Yang Sheng back with one move, feeling a little disappointed. She had always regarded Yang Yan as an evenly matched opponent, and even Yang Teng's miraculous performance at the Yang Family Festival did not make her take it seriously.

Yang Sheng dodged her killing move, which was a bit unexpected.

"Take my sword!" Zhao Yilin twisted forward and raised her hand to strike with the sword.

Zhao Yihang won with three clean moves, which deeply stimulated Zhao Yilin. Even though she was a child of the Zhao family, even if her cultivation level was a little worse than Zhao Yihang's, Zhao Yilin didn't think she was much worse than Zhao Yihang.

In order to prove that she is no worse than Zhao Yihang, Zhao Yilin leaves no room for action and uses her deadly moves!

This time was very painful for Yang Sheng.

With just a pair of fists against Zhao Yilin's sword, he suffered a big loss to a large extent.

Zhao Yilin's cultivation was one level higher than his, and she had been advanced for a long time. The consequences of his sudden increase in cultivation in a short period of time were immediately apparent.

How could he continue to fight steadily while slowly consuming Zhao Yilin's spiritual energy? Just three moves into the fight, Yang Sheng was in crisis, with sword lights gleaming around his body, and he was about to lose.
Chapter completed!