"Who told you to be late...... Confucian didn't want to answer, but he saw Ma Yuanyi next to him with a yellow scarf on his arm, he seemed to have seen it somewhere, and he was a powerful person. He muttered a few more words, and then said reluctantly, "In order to improve the overall quality of the contestants, the imperial court and the Holy Sect have jointly selected a number of high-level pulse masters, and you can choose any one of them as a mentor for the past year and a half. ”

"As for Jia Xu, who was chosen by this friend, it was not easy to persuade him to join, a poisoner known for his poison, Jia Xu! Haha, this friend of yours is amazing. Confucian schadenfreude laughed at Shi Xin while urging Zhou Tai to make a quick decision.

Shi Xin reacted at this time, quickly wiped away his tears, and instructed Zhou Taixuan to choose Gao Shun.

"If there are no accidents, Gao Shun should be a defensive pulse master. And he is honest and upright, and he will definitely guide Zhou Tai well. Since Jia Xu uses poison and it doesn't match my pulse, I should change it again. ”

Shi Xin wanted to snatch the mentor watch back, but was avoided by Confucius. He quickly took out one and handed it to Zhang Ning, seeing that she shook her head, indicating that she would give up choosing a mentor. In the end, Confucian glanced at Shi Xin with disdain, sneered and walked away.

Shi Xin wanted to recover his mentor watch, but as soon as he saw Cai Yan who was expressionless on the high platform, he suddenly stopped, only to feel that all thoughts were lost, as if everything in the world had become boring.

"It doesn't matter if he's Jia Xu or Zhen Xu, what does it matter now?"

Shi Xin was in a trance, and naturally he didn't know what Emperor Xian said on stage. Cai Yan has also returned to normal after a brief loss of consciousness just now. She didn't squint, ignoring Shi Xin in the distance.

At this time, Zhou Tai and Zhang Ning also discovered the fact that Chen Bing was Cai Yan, but they were shocked but more worried about Shi Xin, and kept looking at him, just afraid that he would do something impulsive.

Shi Xin stood in a daze, and suddenly heard a loud shout at the door, and someone shouted "Get out".

In the next moment, only a loud "bang" was heard, and the two heavy gates of the Holy Sect were smashed open alive with their bodies. Sawdust flew, smoke and dust billowed, and a huge figure strode in.

After the man broke in, he stood in the doorway, his figure like a small mountain, blocking most of the light coming from the outside. This person's figure is tall and fat, it really feels like a height of ten girths, and a waist circumference of ten girths. He has a fierce and vicious appearance, and his face is full of flesh, as if he is a killing god from hell. The belly is high and bulging, and the chest is open, revealing heavy black hair.

"Your Majesty, Taiwei, on such an important day, you actually closed the door to thank guests, is it too unserious to take me Dong Zhuo?" or ......" Dong Zhuo's eyes widened, "You are deliberately avoiding Dong Zhuo so that you can discuss a way to deal with me?"

Dong Zhuo was furious, and a violent and powerful momentum was instantly generated, and the entire hall seemed to be shrouded in a thick atmosphere of death, which was so depressed that it made people breathless. A few timid teenagers were frightened by Dong Zhuo's roar, fell to the ground, and fainted.

Shi Xin was very close to the gate, and the threat to Dong Zhuo bore the brunt, and some sawdust splashed on his face, scraping a few blood marks. Being troubled by Dong Zhuo, Shi Xin immediately cleaned up his mood, pulled Zhou Tai and the others, and slowly retreated to the side, temporarily avoiding Dong Zhuo's edge.

Shi Xin's original meaning was to avoid it silently and without a trace, but who knew that Dong Zhuo was rude on the surface, but his observation was meticulous, he strode forward, stretched out his palm, and pushed Shi Xin, "Get out of the way, get out of the way...... Haha, the emperor, Tai Lieutenant, I, Dong Zhuo, came uninvited, don't be surprised!"

Dong Zhuo's palm slapped towards Shi Xin with a strong wind. Although it was only a fleshy palm, it was far more powerful than any vein that Shi Xin had ever seen.

Shi Xin and Zhou Tai both caught Dong Zhuo's big hand, only to hear a "bang", Shi Xin and Zhou Tai were both slapped to the side and hit the pillar behind them, and the dust swished down. Fortunately, Dong Zhuo didn't use his true qi, otherwise the two would have died of anger at that time.

Cai Yan on the high platform screamed in surprise, his face was pale, how could he have half of the calmness of a saint? If it weren't for Cai Yong's hand holding her, she would have rushed over.

Shi Xin felt Cai Yan's concern and was greatly relieved, "Senior sister always takes me to heart. "Although the blood is surging, I don't feel anything anymore when I feel soothed.

Dong Zhuo obviously didn't expect a young man with an unattractive appearance to have this kind of cultivation, so he said softly, "Hey, it's actually a third-class pulse master, not bad!"

After speaking, he didn't stop, his hands were opened, like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, the people who were swept by him fell to the ground one after another, and the hall was suddenly mournful.

Dong Zhuo walked under the high platform and jumped hard, and the entire high platform shook violently, as if it was about to collapse, and scared everyone on the stage again.

Seeing Dong Zhuo's big face facing him, a pair of eyes seemed to devour him, Emperor Xian's original calmness disappeared without a trace, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop" and hissed: "Dong ...... Dong Taishi...... You, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Emperor Xian kneeling, everyone on the high platform was furious, and after a burst of shouting, everyone sacrificed their veins and aimed at Dong Zhuo.

"Shopkeeper Li" Wang Yue didn't shout, a real grandmaster doesn't need to rely on his voice to increase his momentum.

Thousands of swords were clenched in his hand, Wang Yue took the sword, bowed, and stabbed out, and the whole set of ‖ movements was as fast as lightning, all in one go. Thousands of swords were like blazing sun, and in just an instant, they turned into a dazzling light, straight to Dong Zhuo's back.

Wang Yue, as the swordsmanship teacher and first bodyguard of Emperor Xian, he is only responsible for the safety of Emperor Xian, as long as Emperor Xiandi is in danger, no matter who it is, he will kill him with all his might. The ideas of other officials are much more complicated. They want to keep their black yarn and their families, after all, Dong Zhuo's favorite punishment is "Zhu Jiu Clan".

Therefore, although there are many high-level pulse masters on the stage, they are only bluffing, and only Wang Yue is the only one who really makes a move.

Of course, in addition to Wang Yue, there are still people who are loyal and patriotic, such as the third prince Lu Zhi, Cai Yong, and Wang Yun, but they are powerless, and under Dong Zhuo's many years of accumulation, they no longer dare to resist.

Dong Zhuo only knew from the earth-shattering murderous aura coming from his back that it was Wang Yue who had arrived. He didn't turn around, but stretched out his left hand and offered out a huge vein.

"Master Wang doesn't have to be nervous, Dong Zhuo is just joking with the emperor. The emperor is frightened, please get up!"

The veins in Dong Zhuo's left hand are butcher knives, and the blade is short and thick, very similar to a real pig-killing knife. But that's relative to Dong Zhuo's size. He was huge, but his butcher's knife was about the same as a normal person's long knife, even thicker and wider than a long knife.

Dong Zhuo picked up the butcher's knife, waved it back, and at the same time grabbed the back of Emperor Xian's neck with his right hand, lifting him up like a chicken, as long as he used a little force, he could easily break Emperor Xian's neck.

Emperor Xian's eyes were closed, and his face was like gold paper. He was panting, but he didn't beg for mercy, he was quite hard.

Wang Yue saw that Emperor Xian was being coerced, how dare he use all his strength. Even if this sword stabbed Dong Zhuo, his butcher's knife slashed at him. Besides, Dong Zhuo has a violent personality, and when he is angry, he doesn't know what impulsive things he will do. Wang Yue's mind turned sharply, and thousands of swords paused in mid-air for a moment, and when they stabbed out again, they had already turned from attack to defense, pointing at the butcher's knife.

Wang Yue's swordsmanship is heavy on attack but not on defense, and Dong Zhuo has Emperor Xian in hand, only attacking but not defending, thousands of swords and butcher knives meet in mid-air, only as soon as they meet, thousands of swords are beaten aside, and Dong Zhuo is not a threat at all.

Dong Zhuo snorted coldly, "I came to congratulate with kindness, is this the way of hospitality?"

Lu Zhi took the case and said angrily: "Dong Zhuo, if you put down the emperor first, do you want to rebel?"

"Don't dare!"

Dong Zhuo coldly spit out two words in his mouth. He looked at Emperor Xian in front of him, like a hungry wolf looking at the prey in his mouth. And Emperor Xian, feeling Dong Zhuo's heavy breathing, as well as the pain in the back of his neck, the tears of humiliation finally remained.

"I also said, such a big thing happened in Luoyang City, I'm just here to celebrate. Who in the Han Dynasty doesn't know my Dong Zhuo's loyalty, if I want to rebel, will I have to wait until now? As early as when I first entered Luoyang, I could slaughter all the royal family and ascend to the throne, but do I have it? I didn't, on the contrary, I have been doing my best for the emperor. Look at me......" Dong Zhuo patted his big belly with a butcher's knife, "Many people say that I have lost weight, and I have worked hard for the imperial court, how pitiful you say." The captain actually slandered me, a loyal minister, for rebellion, and his heart can be punished!"

Dong Zhuo took a bite back, with a slight force in his hand, and Emperor Xian dangled in midair. Lu Zhi's face was pale, but he didn't dare to refute.

"Master Dong, today is the first time I have met so many of my peers...... It was the first time I felt alive in my life. Can you give me a face...... At least let me finish saying that?"

"Face?" Dong Zhuo leaned his face very close, and the fishy stench from his mouth sprayed on Emperor Xian's face, making him almost want to vomit. "It turns out that Your Majesty still has face, and he wants to have some more face...... Dong Zhuo laughed ruefully, and in the end, he laughed, as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world.

Dong Zhuo's laughter stopped abruptly, stopping quite abruptly and a little nervous. He threw Emperor Xian on the ground casually, like throwing down a useless piece of garbage.

"Hello everyone, I'm Dong Zhuo, the imperial master. Seeing your energetic faces, I thought of my youth...... Alas, how nice it is to be young. I think back then, I was as slim as you......"

Dong Zhuo's speech was quite vivid, and he seemed very generous and graceful without using his hands. Gradually, everyone understood the purpose of his arrival. It turned out that he wanted to show his face through the registration meeting, indicating that those who were selected by the Holy Sect in the future could also join the Taishi Mansion. In other words, the winner has two paths to take, one is to join the Taishi Mansion and become Dong Zhuo's person, and the other is to join the Holy Sect.

Hearing the following applicants start whispering, Dong Zhuo was very satisfied with this trip. proved his strength, and also expressed his sincerity, this trip is worthwhile.

Dong Zhuo's one-man show was staged on the high platform, and others could only watch him perform. Emperor Xian and Cai Yan excused themselves and left the hall early. Dong Zhuo didn't embarrass them this time.