Zhu Lang was sent flying. He drew a perfect parabola in the air and fell straight into the … septic tank below the high platform.
The crowd was stunned when they saw that.
At that moment, they even suspected that Hou Lin did it on purpose.
Just when everyone, including Hou Lin, thought that Zhu Lang was going to fall into the septic tank, a figure shot out like the wind and arrived next to the septic tank in the blink of an eye.
The owner of the figure reached out his hand and grabbed Zhu Lang's belt. He pulled Zhu Lang to his side so that he would not fall into the septic tank.
"Newcomer, how dare you challenge the Thirteen Gangsters with that little ability of yours?"
Many of the onlookers mocked him.
"They're both on the Intermediate Mortal Shedding Stage, but he couldn't even take one hit from the last person in the Thirteen Gangsters … It seems like the newcomer today is nothing special."
Waves of mockery were heard.
Zhu Lang finally regained his senses amidst the mockery.
"You're so cruel!"
When he realized that he almost fell into the septic tank, he glared at Hou Lin and roared furiously. His eyes were bloodshot as if he wanted to fight Hou Lin again.
"A loser can only scream like a shrew."
Hou Lin glanced at Zhu Lang nonchalantly before looking at the person who saved Zhu Lang. A cold gleam flashed in his eyes. It was obvious that he was displeased with the person's behavior.
"You!"
Zhu Lang's expression changed drastically when he was looked down upon by Hou Lin. He was so impulsive that he wanted to go up the high platform again.
"You're no match for him."
At that moment, a strong hand grabbed his shoulder and shook its head at him.
Zhu Lang regained his senses at that moment. He looked at the person who stopped him and said gratefully, "Duan Lingtian, thank you."
The person who saved Zhu Lang was none other than Duan Ling Tian.
Although it was the first time Duan Lingtian and Zhu Lang met today and they were not friends, Zhu Lang was the genius that Old Liu found for the City Governor's Mansion of Mound Hill City.
Old Liu seemed to have a good relationship with Lin Qing Rong.
Because Lin Qing Rong had saved his life before, he decisively saved Zhu Lang, which could be considered as indirectly repaying the favor.
"You seem to be stronger than him … Do you dare to come up and try?"
Hou Lin stood on the high platform, looking majestic. He looked straight at Duan Lingtian and asked in a booming voice.
Do you dare?!
Hou Lin's words were undoubtedly a naked provocation.
As soon as Hou Lin finished speaking, the gazes of everyone present, including Zhu Lang, descended onto Duan Lingtian in unison … They were all curious if Duan Lingtian would go up to battle Hou Lin.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Duan Lingtian ignored Hou Lin, as if he had not heard Hou Lin's words at all.
His gaze landed on a beautiful figure not far away.
The owner of the beautiful figure was none other than Guo Li.
"Coward!"
Hou Lin was instantly enraged when he saw Duan Ling Tian disregarding him, and he used a condescending tone to speak in contempt. Besides containing flames of rage, his pair of eyes that were large like gongs also contained slight disdain mixed within.
He was very dissatisfied with Duan Lingtian's action of saving Zhu Lang.
However, there were rules in the Latent Dragon Camp.
Unless they were fighting for the wooden house and took the initiative to issue a challenge … As a member of the Thirteen Gangsters, they were not allowed to challenge other members of the Latent Dragon Camp.
This was because it would be considered as bullying the weak.
At this moment, many people looked at Duan Lingtian with disdain. They thought Duan Lingtian did not dare to fight Hou Lin.
However, Duan Lingtian's next words stunned them.
"Guo Li, why don't you go first?"
Duan Lingtian looked at Guo Li and asked politely.
"Thanks."
Guo Li was still a little hesitant at first. However, when she heard Duan Lingtian's words, she instantly smiled like a blooming flower. At the same time, many young men present were mesmerized by her.
In just a blink of an eye, she arrived next to Duan Lingtian. After nodding at Duan Lingtian, she floated up to the high platform.
Her movements were as smooth as flowing water. Coupled with her graceful figure, it was pleasing to the eye.
"Is he … giving Hou Lin to Guo Li?"
At this moment, many people looked at Duan Lingtian in shock.
"He's doing this … Either he knows he's no match for Hou Lin, so he's using Guo Li as a shield, or he's confident he can defeat the person who's ranked 12th among the Thirteen Gangsters who's ranked above Hou Lin."
Someone guessed.
"I think it's the former."
"I think so too."
…
Most people thought Duan Lingtian knew he was no match for Hou Lin, so he used Guo Li as a shield.
Duan Lingtian did not care about these comments.
He knew it was useless for him to say anything at this moment.
His gaze quickly landed on Guo Li who was standing on the high platform … He saw that after Guo Li ascended the high platform, she was not in a hurry to fight with Hou Lin. Instead, she picked up Zhu Lang's sword and threw it back to Zhu Lang.
Then, she looked at Hou Lin with a calm expression and met his gaze.
"Thank you."
Zhu Lang put away his sword and thanked Guo Li gratefully.
"Little girl, you're quite pretty … However, do you really think you can fight me, Hou Lin, with that tiny body of yours?"
Hou Lin asked in disdain as he sized up Guo Li who had a body similar to Zhu Lang but was much thinner.
Guo Li raised her hand, and a black whip appeared in her hand. It looked like a black python, and it danced with Guo Li's hand.
Guo Li used her own actions to answer Hou Lin.
"Very good! Very good! It seems like you're treating me, Hou Lin, as a soft persimmon. "
Hou Lin's face darkened instantly. His eyes were filled with anger as he raised the iron rod in his hand. "I'd like to see what you're capable of, little b * tch. How dare you challenge me, Hou Lin?"
'Little b * tch?'
Hou Lin's words made Guo Li's pretty face change color. Her eyes were filled with coldness.
All of a sudden, Guo Li moved.
She stomped her feet and flew out gracefully. It was pleasing to the eye.
However, during this process, Guo Li's speed became faster and faster. It did not take long for her to become an afterimage in the eyes of the spectators. It was difficult for them to see through her.
"So fast!"
Immediately, many people cried out in surprise. Guo Li's speed was even faster than the speed Zhu Lang had displayed earlier.
"It seems like Hou Lin's speed is not as fast as Guo Li's."
Duan Lingtian's attention kept shifting between Guo Li and Hou Lin. Soon after, he noticed that Hou Lin's expression did not look too good when Guo Li flew out.
As it turned out, Duan Lingtian's guess was correct.
Faced with Guo Li who was charging at him rapidly, Hou Lin did not move at all. This was because he knew his speed was not as fast as Guo Li's and could not dodge her attack at all. Moreover, if he hastily dodged when he knew his speed was not as fast as his opponent, he would only be more passive.
Therefore, Hou Lin cleverly chose to stay where he was and wait for Guo Li to come forward.
However, the metal rod in his hand had already begun to move. A gust of wind blew around the metal rod, causing waves of air to wreak havoc.
It was just like when he was fighting with Zhu Lang earlier.
"It's this move again!"
Many people exclaimed in surprise.
"Of course. This move is Hou Lin's trump card. It's said that it's a move that has both offense and defense in the Saint Grade Martial Tactic that Hou Lin cultivated. It's called Airtight. "
"Airtight? It really lives up to its name. When he swings his metal rod, even the wind can't penetrate it. "
"Not only does this move have a shocking defense, but its offensive power is also not weak at all."
…
The whispers of the crowd clearly entered Duan Lingtian's ears. Duan Lingtian could not help but narrow his eyes. "A move that has both offense and defense?"
"Quick, look! Hou Lin has taken the initiative to make a move. "
All of a sudden, an exclamation entered Duan Lingtian's ears and pulled Duan Lingtian back from his daze.
At this moment, Duan Lingtian looked at the high platform again. He saw Hou Lin swinging his metal rod at Guo Li who was swinging her black whip like a Spirit Snake. It seemed like he wanted to use the same move again to sweep away Guo Li's weapon.
"Hurmph!"
A hint of disdain appeared at the corner of Guo Li's mouth when she saw Hou Lin who seemed to be dragging a windmill. When she lifted her hand, the long black whip shook and instantly became taut.
It could be seen that around the long black whip, wisps of faint Real Qi were flickering, like tiny lightning bolts jumping around, emitting bursts of terrifying aura.
"Whip like a sword!"
As Guo Li's red lips parted slightly, she spat out three words. In the next moment, the long whip in her hand seemed to have transformed into a sword as it pierced toward Hou Lin.
Whoosh!
At this moment, Guo Li no longer seemed to be holding a long whip but a long and narrow sword.
"Sword?"
The disdain on Hou Lin's face increased when he saw this. He swung the metal rod in his hand to meet the black whip that had transformed 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!
The crisp sound of metal colliding reverberated in the air. The black whip in Guo Li's hand that seemed to have transformed into a sword pierced Hou Lin's metal rod, causing dazzling sparks to splatter.
Just as Hou Lin revealed a smug smile on his face and continued to swing the metal rod like a windmill in his hand forward, Guo Li's wrist made a subtle movement.
"Fight strength with strength. When your opponent is at the peak of his strength, you'll instantly turn soft and defeat strength with softness."
Almost everyone in the crowd, including Hou Lin, did not notice Guo Li's little movement.
The reason he said it was' almost 'was because Duan Lingtian saw Guo Li's movement and guessed she wanted to change her move when Hou Lin was about to fight her head-on.
Unknowingly, the smile on Hou Lin's face froze.
Meanwhile, the people in the crowd could clearly see Guo Li's taut long black whip suddenly softened. Subsequently, it coiled around the metal rod like a spirit snake and danced with the metal rod.
After a while, the metal rod's dancing slowed down.
"Sh * t!"
When Hou Lin realized the metal rod in his hand was coiled by the long black whip and he could not break free, horror dawned on his face.
At this moment, Hou Lin felt a huge force surging from the metal rod in his hand. It was Guo Li's whip that shook and brought Hou Lin and his metal rod closer.
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