War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

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Zhu Lang was kicked into the air, drew a perfect parabola in the air, and fell straight to the... septic tank below the high platform.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding audience were stunned.

At this moment, they even suspected that Hou Lin did it on purpose.

Just when everyone, including Hou Lin, thought that Zhu Lang was about to fall into the septic tank, a windy figure rushed out and arrived at the septic tank in a blink of an eye.

The owner of the figure stretched out his big hand, tied Zhu Lang's belt, pulled him to his side, and pulled him out of the septic tank.

"New kid, with your strength, how dare you challenge the Thirteenth Taibao?"

Many onlookers sneered.

"It's also in the early stage of the Escape from Mortal Realm, and even the last member of the thirteen Taibao can't catch a move... It seems that the newcomer who came today is not so good."

Waves of taunts came.

Amidst the taunts, Zhu Lang finally woke up.

"You are so ruthless!"

When he realized that he almost fell into the septic tank just now, he couldn't help glaring at Hou Lin, roared angrily, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he wanted to fight Hou Lin again.

"The defeated general can only yell like a shrew."

Hou Lin glanced at Zhu Lang lightly, then looked at the person who rescued Zhu Lang, his eyes flashed coldly, obviously dissatisfied with this person's actions.

"you!!"

Being so underestimated by Hou Lin, Zhu Lang's expression changed drastically, and he was so hot-headed that he wanted to climb up to the high platform again.

"You are no match for him."

But at this moment, a strong hand grabbed his shoulder and shook his head at him.

For a moment, Zhu Lang became sober, looked at the person who stopped him, and said sincerely, "Duan Lingtian, thank you."

It was Duan Lingtian who rescued Zhu Lang.

Although Duan Lingtian and Zhu Lang met for the first time today, it is not considered a friendship... However, after all, Zhu Lang is the genius that Liu Lao recruited for the Qiushan City City Lord's Mansion.

Elder Liu seemed to have a good relationship with Lin Qingrong.

Because Lin Qingrong had saved his life,

So he resolutely rescued Zhu Lang, which can be regarded as an indirect repayment.

"You seem to be stronger than him... Do you dare to come up and try?"

Standing on the high platform, Hou Lin looked majesticly 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, fell on Duan Lingtian... They were all curious whether Duan Lingtian would go up to fight Hou Lin.

Under the eyes of everyone, Duan Lingtian ignored Hou Lin, as if he didn't hear Hou Lin 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 was ignoring him, Hou Lin was instantly furious, and contemptuously said in a condescending tone, with big copper eyes, apart from anger, there was also a bit of disdain.

He was very dissatisfied with Duan Lingtian's behavior of saving Zhu Lang just now, very dissatisfied.

However, Qianlongying has rules.

Unless it is to fight for the wooden house and take the initiative to challenge... At other times, as a member of the Thirteen Taibao, he is not allowed to challenge other members of Qianlongying.

Because that is suspected of 'bullying the weak'.

At this time, many people looked at Duan Lingtian with contempt, thinking that Duan Lingtian did not dare to fight Hou Lin.

However, what Duan Lingtian said next made them all stunned.

"Guo Li, you go first?"

Duan Lingtian looked at Guo Li and asked politely.

"Thanks."

Guo Li was still a little hesitant at first, but now when she heard Duan Lingtian's words, she immediately smiled like a flower, and many young men present flew out while being obsessed.

In a blink of an eye, he arrived beside Duan Lingtian, nodded to Duan Lingtian, and floated down to the high platform.

The whole movement is like flowing clouds and flowing water, matched with her graceful figure, it is pleasing to the eye.

"Is he... giving Hou Lin to Guo Li?"

At this time, many people looked at Duan Lingtian in surprise.

"He did this...either because he knew he was not Hou Lin's opponent and pulled Guo Li out as a shield; or because he had the confidence to defeat the 'twelfth' existence among the Thirteenth Taibao who ranked ahead of Hou Lin. "

I don't know who guessed.

"I think it should be the former."

"I think so too."

...

More people felt that Duan Lingtian knew that he was not Hou Lin's opponent, so he pulled Guo Li out as a shield.

Duan Lingtian didn't care about these remarks.

He knew that at this time, it was useless for him to say more.

His eyes quickly fell on Guo Li standing on the high platform... I saw that after Guo Li climbed onto the high platform, she was not in a hurry to fight Hou Lin, but picked up Zhu Lang's sword and swung it back. Throw it to Zhu Lang.

Then, she looked at Hou Lin with a calm face, and met his gaze.

"thanks."

Zhu Lang put away the sword and thanked Guo Li with a grateful face.

"My little girl looks pretty good... But, with your small body, do you really plan to fight me, Hou Lin?"

Hou Lin looked at Guo Li, who was similar in figure to Zhu Lang, but much thinner, and asked with disdain.

When Guo Li raised her hand, a long black whip appeared in her hand, which looked like a black python, dancing with the movements of Guo Li's hand.

Guo Li, with her actions, answered Hou Lin.

"Very good! Very good! It seems that I, Hou Lin, should be regarded as a 'soft persimmon'."

Immediately, Hou Lin's face was gloomy, his eyes were full of anger, and the iron rod in his hand was raised horizontally, "I want to see, you little bitch is so heavy, how dare you challenge me, Hou Lin."

Little bitch?

Hou Lin's words made Guo Li's pretty face change color, and her autumn eyes were even more cold.

Suddenly, Guo Li moved.

With a kick of the lotus feet, it flies out lightly, which is pleasing to the eye.

However, during this process, Guo Li's speed was getting faster and faster, and it didn't take long before it turned into an afterimage in the eyes of the surrounding audience, which was unpredictable.

"So fast!"

Immediately, many people exclaimed, Guo Li's speed seemed to be a bit faster than Zhu Lang's previous speed.

"It seems that Hou Lin's speed is not as fast as Guo Li's."

Duan Lingtian's attention was constantly shuttling between Guo Li and Hou Lin, and soon he found that when Guo Lin flew out, Hou Lin's face was not very good-looking.

Facts have proved that Duan Lingtian's guess is correct.

Facing the swiftly approaching Guo Li, Hou Lin didn't move, because he knew that his speed was not as fast as Guo Li's, and he couldn't dodge Guo Li's attack at all... Not only that, but he also rashly dodged when he knew he was not as fast as Guo Li. will be more passive.

Therefore, Hou Lin wisely chose to stand where he was, waiting for Guo Li to come forward.

However, the iron rod in his hand has already danced, and the wind is blowing slowly, and waves of air are raging around the dancing iron rod.

Just like when he confronted Zhu Lang before.

"This trick again!"

Many people exclaimed.

"That's natural. This move is Hou Lin's trump card... It is said that it is a move that combines both offense and defense in the holy martial arts practiced by Hou Lin, and it is called 'Secrecy'."

"Impenetrable? It's true to its name, even the wind can't get in when his iron rod dances."

"This move is not only amazing in defense, but also not weak in attack power."

...

The whispers of a group of young people onlookers clearly entered Duan Lingtian's ears, making Duan Lingtian's eyes narrowed, "A move that combines both offense and defense?"

"Look! Hou Lin took the initiative."

Suddenly, an exclamation came into Duan Lingtian's ears, pulling back the soul of Duan Lingtian who had been distracted for a moment.

At this time, Duan Lingtian looked at the high platform again, but saw Hou Lin waving the iron rod, and met Guo Li who was rushing out like a snake with a black whip in his hand, as if he wanted to repeat the same trick, and swept away Guo Li's weapon .

"Humph!"

Facing Hou Lin who seemed to be dragged by a windmill, Guo Li's mouth showed disdain, and when she raised her hand, the black whip flicked and straightened instantly.

It can be seen that around the black long whip, strands of faint qi flickered, like tiny lightning bolts beating, exuding bursts of terrifying aura.

"The whip is like a sword!"

As Guo Li opened her lips, three words spit out from 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, what Guo Li held seemed to be no longer a long whip, but a long and narrow sword.

"sword?"

Seeing this, the disdain on Hou Lin's face increased, and he waved the iron rod in his hand to meet him, confronting the black whip that turned into a 'sword' in Guo Li's hand.

In his opinion, the black whip in Guo Li's hand will be swept away immediately.

Clang!

There was a crisp sound of iron clashing, but it was the black whip in Guo Li's hand that turned into a sword, which stabbed Hou Lin's dancing iron rod, splashing dazzling sparks.

Just as Hou Lin showed a smug smile 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 rigidity against rigidity. When the opponent is extremely rigid, he will instantly turn soft, and use softness to overcome rigidity."

Almost all the onlookers, including Hou Lin, didn't notice Guo Li's small movements.

The reason for saying 'almost' is because Duan Lingtian saw Guo Li's actions and guessed that Guo Li wanted to change her tactics suddenly when Hou Lin was about to confront her head-on.

At some point, the smile on Hou Lin's face froze.

And the people watching could clearly see... Guo Li's straight black long whip suddenly softened, and then, like a spirit snake, it stuck to the dancing iron rod and danced along with it.

After a while, the dancing iron rod slowed down.

"not good!"

The iron rod in his hand was caught by the long black whip, and when he found that he couldn't break free, Hou Lin's expression changed drastically.

But at this moment, Hou Lin only felt a huge force coming from the iron rod in his hand... It was the whip in Guo Li's hand that shook Hou Lin and the rod to the front.

Before Hou Lin could react, Guo Li's other slender hand stretched out and landed on his chest.