Ruoyun advanced to the top eight competition, and finally Ruoyun won a foreign disciple with difficulty, when Bai Juyi announced that he was in the top eight, Ruoyun jumped out of the ring, his body was shaky, his clothes were also cut by the sword blade several times, but he was triumphant, and entered the top eight, then it is safe to become a disciple of the lineage, even if the head does not pick an apprentice, the four elders will also be selected among the top eight disciples, and finally got rid of the fate of becoming Bai Juyi's apprentice, Ruoyun almost looked up to the sky and roared.

Xiang Shaoying looked at Lin Zhao, who was sitting on a chair not far away, like a mountain of meat, but saw that he was oily, with a fat head and big ears, sword eyebrows like ink, a big earring in his left ear, a pot lid, and a braid behind his head, he was wearing a black coat, revealing thick arms, black boots under his feet, white thick soles, legs on another chair, two servants were pinching his legs, and Lin Zhao was grabbing a big pig's trotters and feasting.

The people present were forced by the Lin family's family background, but no one said anything, although it was rumored in the rivers and lakes that Lin Zhao's martial arts were good, but the appearance of this gentleman's son was sincere to come to the Shenxiao Sect to learn art?

"Cut! I haven't entered the Shenxiao Sect yet! It's such a big show!" Ruoyun snorted coldly on the side.

And this time, Xiang Shaoying faced off against Lin Zhao, but everyone was gloating, the sick son Xiang Shaoying, who was weak and couldn't help the wind, even without any martial arts, half of Lin Zhao could crush him to death, this competition, like the one between Xiahou Xuan and Zhao Zhong, was almost no suspense.

Lin Zhao's eyeliner hurriedly ran over at this time and said, "Elder Leader, they're here!"

When Lin Zhao heard this, he hurriedly dropped the pig's trotters in his hand, grabbed the towel handed by the servant and wiped his hands, he wiped his hands and threw the towel on the ground and stepped on it, and the snow-white towel immediately left a big black footprint, which was particularly dazzling in the sun. "Put it away, put it away!" said the servant behind him.

When the head of the sect appeared, he saw Lin Zhao standing respectfully and respectfully with his eyebrows bowed, and Bai Xiao and the elders nodded with satisfaction.

Han Zheng, who was dressed in black, stepped forward steadily and said loudly, "The one hundred and eighty-second final of the 236th Sword Trial Conference of the Shenxiao Sect: Xiang Shaoying vs. Lin Zhao starts now. Then Han Zheng glanced at Xiang Shaoying and nodded at him. Xiang Shaoying knew in his heart that Senior Brother Han Zheng was encouraging him, but he was still a little uneasy in his heart, a big man like Lin Zhao made him feel pressure in front of him. Ruoyun, who was beside him, patted Xiang Shaoying's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you can win him." He's big, but he's strong on the outside. ”

"Hmm. Xiang Shaoying smiled bitterly and nodded, and now he can only fight to the death.

Xiang Shaoying jumped into the ring, Lin Zhao dragged two sledgehammers in his hands, and also jumped up, Xiang Shaoying obviously felt that Lin Zhao's feet had just landed, and the ring was shaken three times, he approached Xiang Shaoying step by step, Xiang Shaoying obviously felt that with his footsteps, the ring began to tremble.

"Brother Xiang, kindly remind you again, you surrender. Lin Zhao put a hammer on his shoulder, and said lazily: "With your small body, don't you think about whether you are qualified to be my opponent before you go to the ring?"

Lin Zhao was a little disdainful of this Xiang Shaoying, who was a head shorter than him and half his body, I heard that although this Shaoying was the young owner of Shenjian Villa, he was a sick man since he was a child, and he didn't have any martial arts foundation at all, not to mention that he knew martial arts, even if he didn't know martial arts, he could knock Xiang Shaoying down in minutes.

"Brother Lin, let's make a move, how can you know everyone's strength without a competition?" Xiang Shaoying said with a calm expression.

"Hmph!" Lin Zhao sneered, "Then wait for Lin to miss and hurt you, don't blame me." ”

On the ring, Xiang Shaoying was concentrating and calmly responding, Lin Zhao was disdainful of Xiang Shaoying, wanted to fight quickly, picked up the sledgehammer, and hit Xiang Shaoying, but only then did he lift the sledgehammer into the air, Lin Zhao suddenly frowned, his face was distorted, the fat on his face was wrinkled into a lump, the sledgehammer hung down on the ground, Lin Zhao bent over and covered his stomach, gritted his teeth and stared at Xiang Shaoying, as if he had a deep hatred with Xiang Shaoying.

Everyone was stunned, Lin Zhao glared at Xiang Shaoying for a long time, and said to Han Zheng, who was standing on the edge of the ring as a referee: "Senior Brother Han, I apply to suspend the competition, and I will do it later." ”

Han Zheng was puzzled, "Why is this?"

"I'm going to get out of the ring for a moment. ”

Han Zheng frowned, "This...... I'm afraid not, if you try to get out of the ring first, you will lose, do you want to surrender without a fight?"

"I'm not! I haven't officially started with him yet, how can I calculate the start of the competition?" Lin Zhao gasped and said with a painful expression, but his eyes were glaring at Xiang Shaoying fiercely.

"Then what do you want?" Han Zheng asked again.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want the competition to stop for the time being. Lin Zhao said that he was weak.

"As soon as you get in the ring, you don't have a valid reason, and if you leave without permission, you will lose the competition. Han Zheng said with a serious face.

Lin Zhao's face turned red, and finally he roared out loudly: "I-I want to go to the thatched house!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

Lin Zhao was angry, regardless of whether Han Zheng agreed or not, he jumped and ran towards the back mountain quickly, everyone looked at his back with his stomach covered and half bent over, and laughed even more happily, this is probably the most oolong thing in the sword trial conference in hundreds of years, Han Zheng's brows were tightened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face was dark. Xiang Shaoying stood alone in the ring, neither standing nor going down, so embarrassed.

Just when everyone was almost impatient, Lin Zhao finally came back out of breath, and Han Zheng asked expressionlessly, "Can you start?"

"En, senior brother can start. Lin Zhao said.

Han Zheng furrowed his brows and opened his mouth to announce: "The one hundred and eighty-second final of the 236th Sword Trial Conference of the Shenxiao Sect: Xiang Shaoying vs. Lin Zhao, now-"

"Wait—wait!" Lin Zhao interrupted him again.

"You want to -" Han Zheng's words didn't finish, "Teacher-Senior Brother-Here it is again-" Lin Zhao covered his stomach again, hurriedly ran off the ring, and did not forget to stare at Xiang Shaoying fiercely before leaving: "Count you ruthless!"

The people below began to talk to each other, Lin Zhao's abnormality, everyone saw it, needless to say, he must have been drugged.

"What the hell do you say is wrong with this Lin Zhao?" Bai Juyi approached Ruoyun and said thoughtfully.

Ruoyun smiled and said: "What else can happen? You can see that he was still gnawing on a big pig's trotter before he came on stage, tsk, dragging it like a two hundred and five." ”

Bai Juyi blinked, and suddenly stared at Ruoyun with a strange expression, Ruoyun had goosebumps all over his body, what he was most afraid of was Bai Juyi's unfathomable eyes, and he couldn't guess what he was going to do next. "What do you see me doing?" Ruoyun asked with a sigh of relief.

Bai Juyi raised a demonic peach blossom face: "It really has nothing to do with you?"

Ruoyun was taken aback: "What nonsense are you talking about!"