Chapter 468 Please touch me

Feeling the evil in Zhao Yan's eyes, Lan Ying was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but realize it.

"You are so despicable, and you dare to force me to do such a shameful and annoying thing..."

Lan Ying was angry and embarrassed, her neck was red, and she scolded without hesitation.

"Oh, don't rush to be serious..."

Who would have thought that in the face of Lan Ying's scolding, Zhao Yan not only did not feel any shame, but also seemed to be a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. He stretched out his hand, hugged Lan Ying's round and smooth shoulders, and grinned: "I think you know that with my current status, even if you really are like that, I am afraid that the leader of the Feather Clan will not pursue you too much, and will even accompany you with a smile and give you to me."

Zhao Yan smiled evilly, as if he wanted to appease Lan Ying's concerns.

"You... are shameless!"

However, it is obvious that not every beauty has eyes on Zhao Yanqing, and Lan Ying is an exception. She slapped Zhao Yan's salty hand off, then used her spiritual sense and shouted loudly: "I surrender!"

His voice was quite loud and spread throughout the audience in an instant. In a short period of time, Lan Ying surrendered automatically. Needless to think about it, everyone's reaction must be quite shocked.

Sure enough, the elder Yunying, who was sipping with a teacup on the high platform, heard that his disciple was defeated so quickly. He couldn't help but choked and almost sprayed a mouthful of tea on his face.

"Defeated?"

Yun Ying widened her pupils and said incredibly: "God, how could it be so fast!" Shaking her head, Yun Ying was quite puzzled. You know, she still knows her precious disciple very well.

In her opinion, even if Lan Ying’s strength is in the top position even if he looks at the young generation of the entire feather clan, he is absolutely top-notch. Although the young leaders of other branches are also talented, they are still one point lower than her.

Unexpectedly, such a disciple who was quite sure to create miracles had only lasted for more than a minute in the dark space, and then surrendered helplessly.

"Lan Ying, one minute and twenty-six seconds."

On the high platform, Yun Yao announced coldly.

The whole audience was in a state of chaos, and everyone was stunned.

"Did you hear it? Sister Lan Ying actually only lasted for only one minute and twenty-six seconds!"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's really incredible! You know, Sister Lan Ying's strength is absolutely unquestionable, especially the unique skill of the Fantasy Eagle double kill, which is even more powerful! Unexpectedly, in front of Young Master Yan, he was so vulnerable."

"It seems that this Young Master Yan is the real master! The Jindan master of our clan is really vulnerable in front of him."

"Yes, yes, that's fine, if only I could marry him!"

The women of the Feather Clan were all staring blankly at the two figures appearing on the platform, and various discussions came over and over again.

"Oh, have you heard that there are hundreds of beautiful girls below who want to marry me. This shows how irrational your decision was."

Zhao Yan stroked his hair and whispered in a low voice.

"snort!"

He glanced up at Zhao Yan and then glanced at the people present with resentment. Lan Ying couldn't help but turn around and leave with anger. In the blink of an eye, he jumped down from the platform.

"Khan, I didn't expect that Young Master Yan was so unfathomable. It's ridiculous that I had planned to let a group of juniors suppress him before to force him to give up the quota. Now it seems a bit ridiculous."

Looking at Lan Ying's back as she left lonely, the elder Yun Ying couldn't help but shook her head, but thought in fear.

"Okay, next one."

At the competition venue, Zhao Yan lifted his robe and shouted loudly.

However, with few responses, the remaining four disciples were all reluctant to go on stage to take the test.

Obviously, the shock that Zhao Yan brought to them in just over a minute was too great!

"Oh!" "Oh!" "Oh!"

Seeing that no second person had appeared on the court for a long time, the audience quit and raised their fists and shouted loudly in protest.

"Are you scared?"

Zhao Yan grinned, but he felt quite happy in his heart, "Well, I didn't expect that in actual combat, the third level of the boxing intention of this Fist of Immortality was several times stronger than I thought. I hope the next girl on stage would be more well-behaved and smart."

"Next."

Zhao Yan thought to himself, and after a moment, no one answered. Zhao Yan, who was quite impatient, couldn't help but point his hand and said, "You... Come up!" The person he pointed to was Chu Lanyan, the young leader of the Chiyan clan.

"I?"

Lan Yan was wearing pink feathers, which was quite eye-catching. At this time, she was hit by Zhao Yan and immediately pouted with her pink and tender mouth, and walked onto the stage reluctantly.

"Are you ready?" Zhao Yan glanced up and down and grinned.

"call."

Lan Yan let out a long sigh and nodded.

"Fist of Nirvana!"

After receiving a positive answer, Zhao Yan stopped hesitating and suddenly punched out. Suddenly, the space of a thousand meters was in an instant, and he fell into endless darkness.

On the high platform, Yun Yao began to silently recite in his heart in an instant, calculating the time for Lan Yan. Lan Yan's master Yun Yan sat upright with a serious look on his face.

Obviously, she was quite worried about her apprentice.

"Ah! What's going on?"

In the dark space with chaotic gravity, at the first time when Lan Yan was swallowed by the dark curtain, Yun Yan's worries became reality. With a cry, Yun Yan's delicate and slim body flipped and fell under the chaotic thrust.

Compared with other young masters, it is obvious that she is relatively slow to enter the battle state.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

In an instant, six or seven hundred blazing fire streams burst down, directly knocking Lan Yan's protective shield into pieces!

After gaining previous practical experience, Zhao Yan controlled the turbulence and seemed to be more skillful than before. Without giving Lan Yan any chance, he took the victory into his pocket.

"Ah, don't..." Seeing the blazing fire in the sky wrapping up Lan Yan, she couldn't help but exclaim, and tears almost overflowed from her eyes.

"Swoosh!"

As usual, the fire stopped in front of Lan Yan, and Zhao Yan's figure flashed and came to her side.

"Girl, do you want to hold on for more time?" Zhao Yan's voice felt a touch of playfulness.

"Ah? Why don't you eliminate me?"

Lan Yan was still a little shocked and asked in tears.

"Because I want to complete a deal with you."

In the darkness, Zhao Yan's pupils swept up and down to see Lan Ying's delicate body, and there was a bit of evil in his voice.

"What...what deal?" Lan Yan had a bit of an ominous premonition.

"I know this competition is related to the quota of entering the Dragon Soul Cemetery, and the one with the worst performance will be eliminated, so... I decided to eliminate you later."

Zhao Yan smiled indifferently and said, "To compensate me..." Speaking of this, Zhao Yan once again reached out his hand evilly and rested on Lan Yan's tall peaks forever.

Lan Yan's delicate body shook, and after a moment, her eyes circulated, as if she was having an extremely fierce ideological struggle. Finally, she spoke and said in a sweet and numb voice: "Touch my butt, there is a lot of meat."
Chapter completed!