, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Zhu Lang was kicked away, drawing a perfect parabola in the air, and fell straight to the... septic tank under the high platform.
Seeing this scene, the onlookers were stunned.
At this moment, they even suspected that Hou Lin did it on purpose.
Just when everyone, including Hou Lin, thought Zhu Lang was about to fall into the septic tank, a wind-like figure swept out and arrived at the septic tank in a blink of an eye.
The owner of the figure stretched out his big hand, grabbed Zhu Lang's belt, and pulled him to his side to prevent him from falling into the septic tank.
"New kid, with your strength, do you dare to challenge the Thirteen Taibao?"
Many people onlookers ridiculed.
"We are both in the middle stage of the Transcendence Realm, but can't even take a move from the last one among the Thirteen Taibo... It seems that the newcomers who came today are not that good either."
Waves of ridicule came.
Amidst the ridicule, Zhu Lang finally came to his senses.
"You are so cruel!"
When he realized that he almost fell into the septic tank just now, he couldn't help but glare at Hou Lin, roared angrily, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he wanted to fight Hou Lin again.
"My defeated general can only scream like a shrew."
Hou Lin glanced at Zhu Lang lightly, and then looked at the man who rescued Zhu Lang. A cold light flashed in his eyes, obviously dissatisfied with this man's actions.
"you!!"
Being so despised by Hou Lin, Zhu Lang's face changed drastically, and he was so hot-headed that he wanted to get on the high platform again.
"You are no match for him."
At this moment, a strong hand grabbed his shoulder and shook his head at him.
For a moment, Zhu Lang sobered up a little, looked at the person who stopped him, and said with sincere gratitude: "Duan Lingtian, thank you."
The person who rescued Zhu Lang was none other than Duan Lingtian.
Although Duan Lingtian and Zhu Lang met for the first time today and could not be considered to have any friendship... However, Zhu Lang was after all the genius that Mr. Liu found for the Qiushan City Lord's Mansion.
Mr. Liu seems to have a good relationship with Lin Qingrong.
Because Lin Qingrong had saved his life, he decisively rescued Zhu Lang, which was considered as indirect repayment.
"You seem to be stronger than him... Do you dare to come up and try?"
Hou Lin stood on the high platform, majestic, looked directly at Duan Lingtian, and asked in a loud voice.
dare? !
Hou Lin's words were undoubtedly a naked provocation.
As soon as Hou Lin finished speaking, the eyes of everyone present, including Zhu Lang, all fell on Duan Lingtian... They were all curious whether Duan Lingtian would go up and fight Hou Lin.
Under the gaze of everyone, Duan Lingtian ignored Hou Lin, as if he didn't hear Hou Lin's words at all.
His eyes fell on a beautiful figure not far away.
The owner of Qianying is none other than 'Guo Li'.
"coward!"
Seeing that Duan Lingtian ignored him, Hou Lin was furious and said in a condescending tone. His big gong eyes contained not only anger but also a bit of contempt.
He was very dissatisfied with Duan Lingtian's behavior in saving Zhu Lang just now, very dissatisfied.
However, Qianlong Camp has rules.
Unless you are fighting for a wooden house and initiating a challenge...other times, as a member of the Thirteen Taibao, you are not allowed to challenge other Qianlong Camp members.
Because it is suspected of 'bullying'.
At this time, many people looked at Duan Lingtian with a bit more contempt, thinking that Duan Lingtian did not dare to fight Hou Lin.
However, Duan Lingtian's next words made them all stunned.
"Guo Li, you first?"
Duan Lingtian looked at Guo Li and asked politely.
"Thanks."
Guo Li was still a little hesitant at first, but now she suddenly smiled like a flower when she heard Duan Lingtian's words. Many young men present were fascinated and flew out at the same time.
In the blink of an eye, he was beside Duan Lingtian. After nodding to Duan Lingtian, he floated down to the high platform.
The whole movement is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and combined with her graceful and graceful figure, it is pleasing to the eye.
"Is he... giving up Hou Lin to Guo Li?"
At this time, many people looked at Duan Lingtian in surprise.
"What he did...either because he knew he was no match for Hou Lin and pulled Guo Li out as a shield; or because he was confident that he could defeat the 'twelfth' person among the thirteen Taibao who was ranked ahead of Hou Lin. "
I don’t know who guessed.
"I think it's the former."
"I think so too."
…
More people felt that Duan Lingtian knew he was no match for Hou Lin, so he pulled Guo Li out as a shield.
Duan Lingtian didn't care about these remarks.
He knew that at this time, no matter how much he said, it would be useless.
His eyes soon fell on Guo Li who was standing on the high platform... After Guo Li climbed onto the high platform, he was not in a hurry to fight Hou Lin. Instead, he picked up Zhu Lang's sword and turned it back. Throw it to Zhu Lang.
Then, she looked at Hou Lin calmly and looked at him.
"Thanks."
Zhu Lang put away his sword and thanked Guo Li with a grateful face.
"My little girl looks pretty good...but with your small body, do you really want to fight me, Hou Lin?"
Hou Lin looked at Guo Li, who was similar in stature to Zhu Lang but much thinner, and asked with disdain.
When Guo Li raised her hand, a long black whip appeared in her hand. It looked like a black python, dancing with the movements of Guo Li's hand.
Guo Li answered Hou Lin with her own actions.
"Very good! Very good! It seems that I, Hou Lin, should be regarded as a 'soft persimmon'."
Suddenly, Hou Lin's face turned gloomy, his eyes filled with anger, and he raised the iron rod in his hand, "I want to see how much you, a little bitch, weigh, dare to challenge me, Hou Lin."
Little bitch?
Hou Lin's words made Guo Li's pretty face change color, and her autumn eyes became even colder.
Suddenly, Guo Li moved.
The lotus feet kicked off, and the light flying shot out, which was pleasing to the eye.
However, in the process, Guo Li's speed became faster and faster, and soon she turned into an afterimage in the eyes of the onlookers, which was unpredictable.
"So fast!"
Suddenly, many people exclaimed, Guo Li's speed seemed to be several minutes faster than Zhu Lang's previous speed.
"It seems that Hou Lin is not as fast as Guo Li."
Duan Lingtian's attention kept going back and forth between Guo Li and Hou Lin, and he soon discovered that Hou Lin's face didn't look good when Guo Lin flew out.
Facts have proved that Duan Lingtian's guess was correct.
Facing Guo Li, who was coming quickly, Hou Lin did not move because he knew that he was not as fast as Guo Li and could not avoid Guo Li's attack... Not only that, but he rashly dodged even though he knew he was not as fast as the opponent. will be more passive.
Therefore, Hou Lin wisely chose to stand there and wait for Guo Li to come forward.
However, the iron rod in his hand was already dancing, and the wind was slowly blowing, and waves of air were raging around the dancing iron rod.
Just like the previous confrontation with Zhu Lang.
"It's this move again!"
Many people exclaimed.
"That's natural. This move is Hou Lin's trump card... It is said to be an offensive and defensive move in the holy martial arts practiced by Hou Lin, called 'Immortal'."
"Airtight? It's true to its name. When his iron rod dances, not even the wind can get through."
"This move not only has amazing defense, but its attack power is also not weak at all."
…
The whispers of a group of young people watching were clearly transmitted to Duan Lingtian's ears, and Duan Lingtian couldn't help but narrow his eyes, "A move that is both offensive and defensive?"
"Look! Hou Lin took the initiative."
Suddenly, an exclamation came into Duan Lingtian's ears, pulling Duan Lingtian's soul back after he had been distracted for a moment.
At this time, Duan Lingtian looked towards the high platform again, and saw Hou Lin wielding the iron rod to meet Guo Li, who had a black whip in his hand like a snake. He seemed to want to repeat the same trick and fly away Guo Li's weapon. .
"snort!"
Facing Hou Lin, who seemed to be dragging a windmill, a hint of disdain appeared in the corner of Guo Li's mouth. When she raised her hand, she shook the black whip and straightened it instantly.
It can be seen that around the black whip, wisps of faint zhenqi flicker, like tiny lightning bolts beating, exuding bursts of frightening aura.
"A whip is like a sword!"
As Guo Li's red lips opened slightly, three words came out of her mouth. The next moment, the long whip in her hand turned into a sword and stabbed straight at Hou Lin.
call out!
At this moment, it seemed that what Guo Li was holding was no longer a long whip, but a long and narrow sword.
"sword?"
Seeing this, the disdain on Hou Lin's face increased. He waved the iron rod in his hand and rushed forward, clashing with the black whip that turned into a 'sword' in Guo Li's hand.
In his opinion, the black whip in Guo Li's hand would be swept away immediately.
Clang!
There was a crisp sound of iron impact, but it was the black whip in Guo Li's hand that turned into a sword, and it pierced Hou Lin's dancing iron rod, causing a dazzling spark.
Just when Hou Lin smiled triumphantly and continued to move forward with the iron rod dancing like a windmill in his hand... Guo Li's wrist made an imperceptible movement.
"Use hardness to counter hardness. When the opponent is extremely hard, turn soft in an instant, and use softness to overcome hardness."
Guo Li's little move was not noticed by almost everyone watching, including Hou Lin.
The reason why I say 'almost' is because Duan Lingtian saw Guo Li's movements and guessed that Guo Li wanted to suddenly change her tactics when Hou Lin was about to confront her head-on.
At some point, the smile on Hou Lin's face had solidified.
And the people watching could clearly see... Guo Li's straight black whip suddenly softened, and then like a spiritual snake, it was wrapped around the dancing iron rod, dancing with the iron rod.
For a moment, the dancing iron rod slowed down.
"not good!"
After finding that the iron rod in his hand was caught in the black whip and unable to break free, Hou Lin's expression changed drastically.
But at this moment, Hou Lin felt a huge force coming from the iron rod in his hand... But it was Guo Li who shook the long whip in her hand and brought Hou Lin closer with the rod.
Before Hou Lin could react, Guo Li's other slender hand stretched out flatly and landed on his chest.
