Time is like flowing water, always slipping away from people's fingertips when they are not expecting it.

Four days passed in the blink of an eye!

When the glow of the morning sun once again sprinkled on the Great Xia Dynasty, shrouding the entire imperial city in golden debris, the huge imperial city had already fallen into a crowd of people.

Today is the third round of screening for the four general elections. The young warriors in the dynasty are about to compete in the ten-zhang ring!

Only ten people can be selected.

And after the four elections, there is an even more eye-catching battle, which is the battle of life and death between Lin Huang and Prince Lingyun. To put it bluntly, this is not only a duel between the two teenagers, but also a contest between the two forces behind him.

Lin Huang came to the square early, wearing a pitch-black cloak, looking at the high ring with bright eyes, and pursed his lips.

"I wonder how this third round of screening will be conducted?"

"How else can it be carried out, one by one, if you win, you will enter the four major sects, and if you lose, you will get out of the ring."

"Look at the posture in the ring...... It's not like that!"

There was a lot of discussion around them, and there were many speculations about today's competition. After the second round of screening, exactly 100 people are eligible to enter the third round of the competition.

And the four major sects only recruited a total of ten disciples this time.

Lin Huang also frowned as he listened to the words of the people around him. Shen Diexin mentioned to him last night that this third round of screening may not be as easy as imagined.

Moreover, Qin Xuance had also speculated about the form of the third round of screening before......

If the two face off, he still has some confidence.

But if the two old guys, Han Shan and Qi Lie, come up with any new tricks, it may not be.

When Lin Huang was still pondering, the crowd suddenly surged, and he was forced out of a passage.

At the end of the passage, there stood two young men with the god of wind like jade.

Ming Ao!

Lu Wuji!

In the entire Great Xia Dynasty, the two most favored young people not only possess the Xuan-level martial soul, but also have the strength of the Human Yuan Nine Heavens, and among all the martial artists, they can be said to be the leader.

Although in the first two rounds of screening, the limelight of the two was covered by Lin Huang and Bai Xiaopang. But it still doesn't reduce the evaluation of them.

After all, the realm strength of the two can be said to be the strongest among all the candidates.

And this third round of screening is a martial arts competition!

As for Lin Huang, everyone chose to ignore it more, after all, they couldn't believe that Lin Huang was only in the realm of the Human Yuan Seventh Heaven, how could he win the first two rounds.

They didn't want to believe that this former leader in the Imperial City could press them down after casually cultivating for a year.

Lin Huang in the crowd also looked sideways ahead.

Ming Ao was dressed in an aqua blue embroidered gold robe, with a crystal clear jade belt around his waist, and a soft angular face, and he smiled a little high-spirited.

It was a kind of self-confidence, even a conceit born of strength.

And Lu Wuji on the side seemed to be much more low-key, washing a somewhat whitish robe, his face was ordinary and wooden, and he looked at the eyes of everyone around him, and seemed to be a little restrained.

Feeling the eyes of everyone around him, and even the affectionate eyes of many women in the boudoir, Ming Ao couldn't help but curl his lips and waved his sleeves forward with a slight demeanor.

After scanning his eyes around the crowd, Ming Ao suddenly smiled, looked at Lin Huang who was wrapped in a black cloak, paced over, and said a little coldly: "Young Mansion Lord, do you remember what I said to you seven days ago?"

Hearing the three words of the young mansion master, the surroundings were obviously stunned, and then quietly squeezed the back, separated from Lin Huang, with a look of disgust and disgust.

"Remember!"

Lin Huang nodded sincerely and said, "I wish you good luck today!"

"I am naturally lucky today, but for you, the young mansion master, it is a nightmare", Ming Ao squinted and smiled, a pair of fists clenched, and his heart couldn't help but start to get excited.

After today, he could not only enter the four major sects, but also obtain the Diyuan Pill from Prince Lingyun. As long as he broke through the Earth Yuan realm within a period of time, he would be able to directly enter the inner gate of the Heavenly Thunder Sect.

Since then, the fish has jumped into the dragon gate, and the clouds have soared!

"My nightmares, there may have been many in my previous life, but they were all in the past", Lin Huang took off his cloak and looked at Ming Ao, suddenly revealing a sunny and indifferent smile.

Ming Ao snorted coldly, "I hope that the young mansion master will be in the ring for a while, and he will be able to smile so brightly!"

Ming Ao's sleeve robe flicked, he passed by Lin Huang, chose a piece of feng shui treasure land where everyone could see him, and stood there quietly, like a brightly colored rooster in the wind, waiting for the appearance of the elders of the four sects.

It didn't take long for another surge in the crowd, and a strong smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of fat powder mixed in the air.

Lin Huang looked up, only to see the family member of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War, carrying a stretcher, exhausted and panting.

On the stretcher, there was a huge lump of meat, and all the meat flowed out of the stretcher, like a big sow about to be sent to the slaughterhouse.

It's four hundred pounds.

Lin Huang searched for a long time in the meat ball, and finally saw Bai Xiaochub's limbs and a lascivious face in his sleep.

Lying on the stretcher, Bai Xiaopang was drooling, his face was pink, and he was holding a pink belly pocket in his fleshy hands.

The corners of Lin Huang's mouth twitched, "This is okay?"

Behind the stretcher, there was a touch of anger on the majestic face of Bai Pojun, the secretary of the military department. Early in the morning, when he asked Bai Xiaopang to participate in the four general elections, he found that the goods were not in the room.

Then he ran to the Qinglou in a hurry.

As a result, I saw that this dog day was like a bully, Shi Shiran was lying on the big bed of warm nephrite, holding a bewitching slut in his left and right hands.

The one who laughed in his sleep was called happy, he kicked seventeen feet and splashed twenty-nine buckets of water, but he didn't wake up this white little fatty.

In desperation, he found a stretcher for killing pigs in the Qinglou and carried Bai Xiaopang over.

"Even if you die in sleep today, Lao Tzu will have to throw you up", Bai Pojun looked at Bai Xiaopang and scolded with hatred that iron is not steel.

Facing the eyes of everyone around him, he simply lost his face. Anyway, his dignified face of the military department has been lost by this pit father's son all these years.

Seeing this, Lin Huang quietly shrank his head and hid in a place where Bai Pojun couldn't see.

At the beginning, Lin Huang and Bai Xiaopang were embarrassed, I don't know how many things they did, and they quietly climbed the wall of the woman in the boudoir no less than 100 times.

Every time he was discovered, he was inevitably reprimanded. But Lin Huang and Bai Xiaopang are at home, and they are both very well-behaved.

Over time, Lin Beichen didn't want to see Bai Xiaopang anymore, "My grandson is such a well-behaved person, and as soon as he goes out, he will be ruined by your little rabbit!"

And when Bai Pojun saw Lin Huang, it was like seeing an enemy, "How obedient my son was before, docile like a girl, I didn't follow you today, I don't even know my home." If you weren't for the grandson of the old man in Beichen, I would have buried you alive without seeing an opportunity."

Bai Pojun still thinks that Bai Xiaopang took him to the Qinglou for the first time.

As everyone knows, Bai Xiaopang, this guy, has been bathing with his aunts since he was a child, and he is precocious. At the age of eight, he peeked at the body of the maid in the house, and at the age of ten, he would sneak to the Qinglou.

Under the docile skin of this goods, lawlessness has long been made.

In the crowd, Bai Pojun ordered his subordinates to carry Bai Xiaopang into the ring. Looking at him, he was determined to let Bai Xiaopang enter the sect.

Looking at Bai Xiaopang lying on the stretcher, moving to the ring little by little, everyone looked stunned, "This is okay."

And when Bai Xiaopang's body landed in the ring, the elders of the four major sects also appeared, looking at Bai Xiaopang who was sleeping soundly, revealing a satisfied smile.

In order for Bai Xiaopang to participate, they delayed the third round of the competition by half an hour!

When the elders of the great sect appeared, everyone's attention in the square was diverted, and they couldn't help but shake their expressions when they looked at the four aurturous figures in front of the ring.

On the side, Ming Ao, who had been in a posture for a long time, had a light in his eyes.

Lin Huang raised his head and looked at Qi Lie and Han Shan, who were extremely pale in the ring, with an imperceptible sneer in his eyes, "I think these people are going to start fighting the attention of the Thousand Spirit Sword Formation again after they know that their master is gone."

The four sect elders didn't say much, and after their eyes swept over the crowd, they talked about the third round of screening, and their voices were like thunder, echoing in the square:

"The third round of screening adopts the situation of 100 people in a scuffle, limited to one stick of incense. After a stick of incense, the ten martial artists holding the four sect tokens can enter the corresponding sect on the token!"

Then, with a wave of Han Shan's big hand, ten crystal-like tokens appeared in the void, emitting a soft light.

Each token has a mark on it, which represents the sect behind it.

Heavenly Thunder Order.

Wind and rain season.

Snow Order.

Thousand Tone Order.

In the square, tens of thousands of people looked at the ten tokens floating in the ring, and after being slightly stunned, they broke out into extremely boiling discussions.

"Hundred-person melee, how can you choose this elimination method, it's not fair!"

"In this way, those with high strength may be expelled together, which is undoubtedly a cruel suppression for those who are outstanding!"

"What's unfair, since ancient times, the winner is the king, and the loser is the villain, and the realm can explain everything?" a big man snorted coldly, and then turned around with a smile on his face:

"Son, you have a chance this time, and when you get into the ring later, you ...... like this"

When everyone was talking and shouting, Lin Huang's brows were tightly twisted together, and a pair of eyes stared at Han Shan and Qi Lie.

In the eyes of outsiders, he once killed Pang Pang and provoked the war between Great Chu and Great Xia, and he had already become the target of everyone, and everyone killed him quickly.

Forced by the power of the gods, ordinary people dare not do it.

But today's melee mode gave everyone an excuse to join forces, and pushed him into a desperate situation......

"Tsk, it's really Qin Xuance right!"

In the crowd, the corners of Lin Huang's mouth provoked a cold smile, "Do you really think that this can kill me, I can't help but think that it is too simple!"

(End of chapter)