Chapter 15 Psychic Identification

How is this possible! Cold flame, one move will waste the legs of the low-star soul beast! You know, that's not an ordinary warcraft, it's a powerful soul beast.

Jiao Yang's original anxious appearance was frozen in an instant. Although he had seen Leng Yan's strong skills during the mercenary mission, Leng Yan's body was weak at that time, but now it has become different.

Lan Zhonghao was also surprised to look at everything in front of him. He couldn't imagine that such a thin teenager had such a strong explosive power and speed, which could not be tolerated by an ordinary body.

Is this really the waste wood of the Leng family? Leng Yan, who on earth said it was a waste wood? A teenager who can hurt the soul beast with a dagger is a real martial arts genius.

Leng Sui looked at the cold flame standing not far away in disbelief. Just as he was about to say something, a knife was already on his neck. He saw a pair of bright and cold eyes reflecting his pale and panicked face. His throat moved and said, "I lost."

"You are too underestimated!" Leng Yan said faintly, "Waste wood can't always be waste wood, and I, Leng Yan, if I am not fully sure, will not stand on the battle field and face you face!"

Leng Sui put away the injured stripes, walked off the stage, turned his head, looked at Leng Yan's beautiful face, shook his head slightly, and disappeared into the crowd.

Leng Yan looked at Leng Yuntan and said, "Ceng Yuntan, it's all over!"

Leng Yuntan's face turned red and blue. Finally, he hummed heavily and looked at the law enforcement elder.

Leng Qishan frowned. He didn't expect that this Leng Yan was so strong, but soon he had another idea and said, "Leng Yan, you are a spiritual practitioner in the college. Only through the qualification of a phantom master can you completely leave the college and start practicing. Besides, the Leng family is a spiritual family!"

It's really despicable and shameless. Knowing that Leng Yan could not cultivate spirits at all because of talent restrictions, he even made such a request.

The people watching the hustle and bustle were completely convinced by the subversive performance of the cold flame just now. At this time, they completely stood on the side of the cold flame, even Jiao Yang and Lan Zhonghao looked at Leng Yuntan with a bad look.

Leng Yan smiled and said, "Even if you don't say it, I'm going to try the illusionist union!"

"Oh? In this case, our Leng family has a group of elites who are going to participate in the appraisal of the illusionist recently. At that time, we will inform Master Leng Yan. Leng Qishan said.

"The Phantom Master? Master Leng Yan is going to be unlucky this time!" The onlookers shook their heads and talked about it. Who doesn't know the talent limit of cold flame and can't become a phantom master? This cold flame is really bold. Whether it can be condensed into magic power can be determined just by looking at the color and starlight. That's not a knife.

At this time, Lan Zhonghao stood up, and his strong body firmly stood in front of Leng Yan and said, "Since Leng Yan has left the Leng family, you have no right to ask for Leng Yan with the Leng family as a spiritual family!"

"That's right, Master Leng Yan has already sworn!" Others also echoed.

"There are no harsh conditions that show martial arts and make people become phantom masters? It's embarrassing!"

"But Master Leng Yan's hand is really awesome! This is not a waste. It's obviously a martial arts genius!"

"Leng Yan is only 16 years old! One move can hurt the soul beast. That's the soul beast. It's the first time I've seen such a powerful power and speed.

"Speaking of which, this cold flame was scared to death when I saw a cat and a dog before. How could I suddenly fight such a big warcraft?"

"Master Leng Yan! It's me, I knew you were the most powerful!" A lovely girl squeezed forward, the girl who had a crush on the cold flame in the mercenary hall.

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The comments of others made the faces of Leng Yuntan and the two law enforcement elders look ugly.

Lan Zhonghao inquired about the cause of the matter and sighed secretly in his heart. This cold flame was also a stubborn and strong temper. For a moment, he actually had a feeling of pity for each other.

Especially when Leng Yan stood on the battlefield and proudly fought against Leng Sui, that kind of calmness ignited an eager desire to make friends in his heart.

I always knew that Leng Yan was the waste young master of the Leng family. Even in the fog forest beast tide, he felt that Leng Yan was a trouble. However, when Yi Rong handed Leng Yan to him and was taken away by the cunning golden lion again, he was at a loss, which made him always worry about the safety of Leng Yan.

Returning to Peiyun Town, it was not until I heard that Leng Yan was still alive that a stone fell to the ground in his heart. At this time, he said that he was watching the bustle with Jiao Yang, but in fact, he was a little worried about the cold flame in his heart.

At this time, after seeing the means of cold flame, it inexplicably ignited a desire to protect.

I don't want her to have something to do. I don't want her to be bullied by the Leng family. I don't want her to be scolded as a waste here. Even Lan Zhonghao himself wondered why he stood up. This is obviously against the Leng family.

That's the Leng family, one of the three major families that control a lot of power in Andong!

Even so, he wants to protect her! Lan Zhonghao is also that kind of stubborn person. He doesn't want to experience the feeling of loss from the bottom of his heart when the cold flame disappears again. If he is sure, he will stick to it. This cold flame is guaranteed.

Jiao Yang took a look at Lan Zhonghao puzzledly. He always knew that Lan Zhonghao was a rare genius phantom master. With the phantom team, his strength was immeasurable, and he was open and heroic. He was extremely high in prestige among mercenaries. Now when he saw it, he was really a good man with clear love and hate, and his heart was slightly released.

Leng Yuntan stared at Lan Zhonghao fiercely and said, "What, your brilliant mercenary regiment is in charge of our Leng family?"

"What about it? Our brilliant mercenary regiment is not a small force that sticks to the Andong area! Our headquarters is in the Soxi region, and your cold family can't shake it. Lan Zhonghao said coldly.

"Hahaha!"

The arrogant laughter interrupted all the arguments, as well as the confrontation between Lan Zhonghao and Leng Yuntan, and saw Leng Yan stand up.

A pair of bright eyes looked at Lan Zhonghao and said, "Young Master Lan! Thank you for your help, but I'm not afraid of them! Isn't it just a phantom? I'll just go!"

The phantom master union is a union composed of phantom masters in the whole vast continent. As long as they pass the appraisal of phantom masters, they will get a certificate symbolizing identity and be recognized by the vast continent.

Because the Phantom Workers Union is a completely free non-governmental organization and its management is quite loose, this certificate is not as public as the badge issued by the Canzang Alliance.

The phantom master is powerful, but he has a kind of strong low-key, so this certificate is not as detailed as the classification of the vast alliance. As long as it can be condensed into a blue starlight, no matter how many stars or levels, it belongs to the phantom master level, and condensed into a purple starlight is war. The spiritual master, who can condense into a silver starlight, is the spiritual master.

However, don't underestimate this small phantom master certificate. This is the graduation certificate of the spiritual practitioner of the Comprehensive College of Spiritual Martial Arts, so if Leng Yan wants to leave Peiyun Town and start his adventurous career in the vast continent, he must get this certificate.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, everyone, get out of the way! Hurry up!"

A group of onlookers have gathered at the gate of the phantom master union for a long time. The waste wood has turned into a genius, which is equivalent to a pie falling from the sky, and the cold flame has been in the limelight in the battle field. At this time, he has to participate in the illusionist appraisal, which makes such an ordinary place as Peiyun Town have a talk.

People make way of a passage, and the cold flame slowly passes by, exuding the cold and arrogant characteristics of the Leng family recognized by people in the Andong area.

At the front, the strong Lan Zhonghao stopped in front of Leng Yan. He looked at Leng Yan with a pair of eyes firmly and said, "Leng Yan, whether you can pass the illusionist identification or not, I, Lan Zhonghao, am on your side. Even if you leave the Leng family, the door of our brilliant mercenary regiment will always be open to you!"

In the face of this situation, it was fake to say that he was not moved. Leng Yan raised his eyes and looked at this man who had been identified as high as his head. His memory surged, and he thought of his brother, who had returned to the core of the Leng family for a moment.

Once, I was also held under the wings by the eldest brother, and I was so eager to be protected.

However, after experiencing the cold flame of death and changing the cold flame of the soul, at this time, he is determined to become stronger.

"Thank you, Master Lan! I will try my best." Leng Yan said and showed a smile. Lan Zhonghao only felt that the smile was as bright as a cloud. At this time, the cold flame was shining brightly.

"If you don't mind, just call me Brother Lan." Lan Zhonghao said, took something out of his arms, stuffed it into Leng Yan's hand, came close to Leng Yan's ear, and whispered, "Leng Yan, if you encounter any difficulties, you can take this. If you touch any branch of the mercenary regiment, it will help you."

It was a little cold to buy. As soon as Leng Yan wanted to see it, he was stopped by Lan Zhonghao.

"Let's see later." Lan Zhonghao smiled and said, "Waiting for your good news."

The cold flame warmed his heart and stuffed the cold token-like thing into his pocket.

There was a noisy sound from the corner of the street. He turned his head to look. The separated crowd walked out of a group of people. The leaders were the two law enforcement elders of the Leng family, and next to him was the mayor of Peiyun Town, Leng Yuntan.

Behind him were several students from the Comprehensive College of Spiritual Martial Arts, wearing a black rolled-edged gown.

"I didn't expect you to have the courage!" Leng Yuntan sneered and said, "Leng Yan, not everyone can be a phantom master. I admit that you have shown extraordinary martial arts in the battlefield, but it's not so easy to be a phantom master."

Leng Yan ignored him, but turned his head and smiled at Lan Zhonghao and said, "Brother Lan, wait for my good news!" After saying that, he walked into the illusionist union.

Leng Yuntan's expression has changed. At least he is also an elder. He is ignored by such a junior, or ignored by Leng Yan, a loser. He feels very faceless. But after all, this is the door of the illusionist union. Even if he is the mayor, he dares not make trouble at the door of the illusionist union.