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Many young people, including Hu Jie and Zhu Lang, looked at Guo Li again with completely different eyes. They no longer dared to look down on him because she was a female.
Duan Lingtian, on the other hand, was not surprised at all.
Guo Li, as a female streamer, at the age of twenty-seven, became the strongest among the younger generation in Fuyu Town, and she surpassed Ye Man, who was also in the middle stage of the transcendental realm. This shows how strong she is.
Hu Jie, who was originally preparing to find another target, changed his face slightly when he found the young man standing up from Guo Li's feet looking at him.
He found that the other party's eyes were vicious, and he obviously regarded him as Guo Li's companion.
And what Guo Li did just now was naturally considered to be helping him out.
Suddenly, Hu Jie temporarily gave up the idea of seizing the wooden house outside, pinched his nose, found a wooden house near the septic tank, and lived in it.
Although it stunk a bit, he still endured it.
"What a heroine! Beauty, you are very strong...How about you challenge the Thirteen Taibao?"
Just when Duan Lingtian was about to enter the wooden house, a young man looked at Guo Li, who was also about to enter the wooden house, and grinned, "As long as you can defeat any one of the thirteen Taibos, you can occupy the wooden house where he lives."
As he spoke, the young man pointed to the high platform behind the septic tank. On it, there were thirteen brand-new wooden houses.
"You can't smell the slightest stench when you live there... because a small wind-attribute formation is arranged on one side of the high platform to blow all the stench from the septic tank towards us."
The young man continued to encourage: "Furthermore, if you become a top-notch member of the Thirteen Taibao, even if you are the last one, you can receive one hundred eighth-grade holy stones every month... But we people can only receive ten of them every month. Eighth grade holy stone.”
Thirteen Taibao?
After hearing the young man's words, not only Guo Li, but also Duan Lingtian, Hu Dong, and Zhu Lang also looked at the thirteen brand-new wooden houses on the high platform.
"The people living there are the 'Thirteen Taibao' that Senior Lin mentioned earlier?"
Duan Lingtian's heart moved.
At this time, Guo Li and the other two people also reacted.
"Damn! We only have ten eighth-grade holy stones every month, but they have at least a hundred eighth-grade holy stones every month... It's not fair, it's not fair!"
Zhu Lang yelled.
"Thirteen Taibao, how is your cultivation?"
Guo Liqiu's eyes lit up and she became interested in the position of Thirteen Taibao, but she was very calm and did not rush forward in a hot-headed manner.
"Except for the top five people who are in the late stage of transcending the mortal realm... the others are all in the middle stage of the transcendent realm."
After hearing Guo Li's question, many people rushed to answer her, "The thirteen wooden houses on the high platform... from left to right, is the ranking of the thirteen Taibao."
"The person who lives in the wooden house on the far left is the number one among the Thirteen Taibao! The person who lives on the far right is the weakest person among the Thirteen Taibao."
Many people opened their mouths to explain, and more people's eyes were shining, waiting to see the excitement, lest the world would not be in chaos.
"It's marked."
The sharp-eyed Duan Lingtian also discovered that the thirteen wooden houses on the high platform were all engraved with marks...from left to right, they were 'one' to 'thirteen'.
"Among the thirteen Taibao, the top three...will have the opportunity to be personally summoned and given guidance by the Lord of the City."
Someone else added fuel to the fire.
"Thirteenth Taibao, I, Zhu Lang, have decided to take over!"
Zhu Lang yelled, because there was a forbidden air formation in the city, so he could only run to the side of the septic tank and use his strength to jump onto the high platform where the Thirteen Taibao were.
"Haha! There's something good to watch."
"I don't know if he can change the Thirteen Taibao."
"I have a hard time seeing it. Not to mention the top five among the Thirteen Taibao who are in the late stage of the Extraordinary Realm... the bottom eight are in the middle stage of the Extraordinary Realm. They are all the best in the Extraordinary Realm. Their strength is extraordinary. More than usual.”
"Yes, otherwise, they wouldn't have occupied the position of Thirteen Taibao."
…
Many young people looked up at the high platform with expectations on their faces.
"You just came to Qianlong Camp and you want to challenge the Thirteen Taibao?"
At this time, many young men and women walked out of various dilapidated wooden houses. They were all attracted by Zhu Lang.
After they came out, they all looked towards the high platform, watching with interest.
Duan Lingtian raised his brows, and with his clairvoyance, it was easy to see that these people were in the early or middle stages of transcending the mortal realm... Thinking about it, if they were in the late stages of the transcendent realm, they would have already become one of the Thirteen Taibao. Character.
I won't stay here, smelling the stench from the septic tank.
The Thirteen Taibao, in addition to receiving one hundred eighth-grade holy stones every month, and being able to live in a place where you can't smell the stench of septic tanks...their preferential treatment is also obvious.
Who doesn't want to become the Thirteen Taibao if you have some strength?
Of course, there are some masochists who like the 'taste' below.
But Duan Lingtian asked himself that he was not such a masochist... So, he had already made a decision to challenge the Thirteen Taibao and become one of them.
Soon, Zhu Lang came to the last wooden house among the thirteen brand-new wooden houses.
Maybe Zhu Lang was a little hot-headed just now, but after ascending to the high platform, he calmed down and chose the weakest person among the thirteen Taibao.
The owner of Cabin No. 13.
They are both thirteen Taibao. The closer the wooden house they live in is, the better the treatment is... There is a big gap in strength between them.
Just like the top five, they are all geniuses in the late stage of transcendence.
Although the eight people at the bottom of the ranking are all in the middle stage of the transcendental realm, their strength is also different... The owner of wooden house No. 13 is undoubtedly the weakest.
However, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
Even if he is the weakest, he is still compared to the other twelve people among the Thirteen Taibao.
"The air is much cleaner here."
Standing in front of wooden house No. 13, Zhu Lang took a deep breath and said intoxicatedly... Here, there is no smell at all. Compared with below the high platform, it is like two different worlds.
"Hey! Guys in cabin No. 13, get out... Uncle Zhu has taken a liking to your doghouse!"
Soon, Zhu Lang yelled at Cabin No. 13.
kennel?
After hearing Zhu Lang's words, a group of people including Duan Lingtian and Guo Li looked a little strangely.
This guy said that cabin No. 13 is a doghouse?
Then doesn't he want to grab the kennel now?
"Hahaha... Who dares to challenge me, Hou Lin?"
Almost as soon as Zhu Lang finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from inside the wooden house. The laughter was wild and unscrupulous... Just listening to the voice, one could tell that this was an arrogant person.
After a moment, the door was opened, and a tall, strong young man with a sinister face walked out. He stood there like an iron tower, which was intimidating.
This young man is nearly two meters tall.
He is the "Thirteenth" person among the Thirteen Taibao of Qianlong Camp. He has a cultivation level of "Mid-stage Mortal Realm". He is among the best in martial arts and Taoist cultivation in the mid-stage Mortal Realm of Qianlong Camp.
Now, the young man was staring directly at Zhu Lang with a pair of fierce eyes, "You are the little dwarf who wants to challenge me, Hou Lin?"
Shorty?
Hearing Hou Lin's words, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Zhu Lang, no matter how tall he is, is only 1.7 meters tall, but in Hou Lin's words, he is called a 'dwarf'... However, compared to Hou Lin's height of nearly two meters, Zhu Lang is indeed a bit short.
"Then let's see how you, a big man, can defeat a little man like me!"
Upon hearing Hou Lin's sarcasm, Zhu Lang's face was gloomy, his eyes were bloodshot, he kicked his feet, and his body suddenly spun up, like a tornado.
"What a powerful movement!"
Duan Lingtian's eyes lit up.
Zhu Lang is currently performing body movements at a speed that is much faster than that of Ye Man from the Ye family in Fuyu Town... Of course, there is still a long way to go compared to him.
"It's quite fast...but if you rely solely on speed, you still can't beat me!"
Facing Zhu Lang, who was coming over like a tornado, Hou Lin's face became a little ferocious, and the muscles all over his body bulged, holding up his clothes.
If it weren't for the roomy clothes he was wearing, the clothes would have been torn by him all of a sudden.
call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!
…
When he was about to approach Hou Lin, a sword appeared out of thin air in Zhu Lang's hand. The sword came out like a swimming dragon, curling up sword flowers, which were bright and eye-catching.
Every stroke of the sword seems to draw a sword flower in the air.
"Zhu Lang's sword is faster than Ye Man's sword... His overall strength is much stronger than that Ye Man."
Seeing this scene, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but think of Ye Man, the martial arts cultivator in the middle stage of the transcendent realm who had fought against him.
That was the first transcendent realm martial artist he faced head-on after coming to the Dao Martial Holy Land. Although his strength was good, he was far from his opponent.
After just one encounter, he was defeated in his hands.
Facing the sword flowers that followed Zhu Lang's tornado-like figure, Hou Lin's expression became more solemn, and an iron rod appeared in his hand.
Of course, it's not an ordinary iron rod, it's a human-level middle-grade sacred weapon.
"drink!!"
Suddenly, Hou Lin shouted loudly, and the iron rod in his hand shook, spinning as he danced. In a blink of an eye, it seemed to turn into a windmill, spinning rapidly in front of him.
"Is this an offensive move or a defensive move?"
Duan Lingtian couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the iron rod being danced by Hou Lin slowly making the wind shake, causing the void to shake.
Perhaps due to the strong gravity of the 'Daowu Holy Land', Duan Lingtian discovered that Hou Lin's method, which was enough to roll up shock waves all over the 'Yunxiao Continent', only set off waves of rolling air waves here.
At this moment, Zhu Lang also arrived in front of Hou Lin, and with the sword flowers he grabbed, he pointed at Hou Lin.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
…
Along with the sound of iron weapons clashing, Zhu Lang's body began to tremble. At the end, the hand holding his sword shook, and the tiger's mouth was cracked and dripping with blood.
At the same time, the sword in his hand was blown away by the iron rod in Hou Lin's hand, and fell to the ground with a clang.
The next moment, Hou Lin slowed down the rotation of the iron rod in his hand, stepped out sideways, landed on Zhu Lang who had not yet regained his footing, and kicked Zhu Lang away.
