Twelve Candidates

"Hong Tianbu, of course," Shi An replied.

Hou Yongzheng was surprised, and asked, "Why are you not optimistic about that great thief?"

"Niu Jianhua?" Shi An shook his head, "Though his strength is not too bad, most of the time, he wins by depending on treasures and movement techniques. Thus, I think Hong Tianbu is still stronger."

"Then what about An Jiuyue?" Wen Feiwen interrupted, "There's also Cheng Daohe. They're all no weaker than Hong Tianbu, right?"

"Much weaker," Shi An said with a shake of his head. "Ninth, your taste is still a little lacking."

"Sigh, so what if we know who's the strongest?" Shi An shook his head, and said, "Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Sister and the others would choose first. Whether it's Hong Tianbu , or Niu Jianhua, An Jiuyue, or Cheng Daohe, it's impossible that they will be left for us."