Charm Ji confuses the world

Chapter 227
One, two, three, ~24,

On the competition stage, 24 contestants have already stood in their respective competition positions, except for the seat in Baishitang, where no one has been on stage for a long time.

"Otherwise, you can go up to the top, it's okay, don't feel pressure." Yan Lin sighed, and said to the slightly older disciple.

"Master, I failed the first two times."

"It's okay, go ahead, it doesn't matter if you lose, I'll skin you if you lose, and let you parade in the street."

The man was silent, hall master, you old man, you don't play like this.

"Hurry up, get the hell out of here, who told you to lose Junior Sister, if you can't win this match, I'll cripple you."

The two men also knew that the hall master was just speaking out of anger, and he wouldn't really do anything to them, but if they lost, then the hall master's meticulously managed Baishitang would be disbanded.

Because there was no one from Baishitang for a long time, the halls sitting in the audience began to be very dissatisfied. Why should they be made to wait for a hall that couldn't even pass the exam for the ultimate poison master after two years.

"Hey, hey, old man Yan, can you send someone from Baishitang? If you can't, I, Wandumen, can borrow one of you for free."

"That's right, the one who is at the bottom every year has the face to be late. What does he think of this conference? As a charity hall opened by his own family?"

"It stands to reason that he should be expelled in the first two years. In the past two years, he has been humiliated every year. He couldn't even pass the exam for a low-level poison master, and he went to Bianjing every year without getting tired of it."

Faced with everyone's doubts, Yan Lin could only keep smiling.

"Yes, yes, what you all said is that our disciple has something to do. He was a little late, but he will be here soon, right away. Please give me some face."

Everyone couldn't help but rolled their eyes.

"Cut~ It's really relying on the old to sell the old. With their level of Baishitang, they still want to make a comeback. Go ahead and dream."

"The older a person is, the thicker his skin becomes. We have to let him do it when he's older."

"Let him go? The Poison Master Conference relies on strength every year. With their achievements in Baishitang, how dare they come to the hall to compare with others? Strength is the standard by which everything is measured."

Yan Lin naturally knew that this move would cause dissatisfaction among the crowd. For other churches, it would at most lose the chance to advance, but this was the last chance for Baishitang.

"Liang Shan, you go, don't feel pressured."

Before Liang Shan could react, he was kicked out by Yan Lin. Alas, it is better to embarrass his apprentice than to embarrass him. He is old enough to roll up his sleeves and compete on stage in person.

Just when Liang Shan was about to walk to the front of the stage, there was a panting voice from behind.

"Wait, wait, sorry, I'm late."

When Liang Shan turned his head and saw that familiar figure, he just knelt down and begged his ancestor to tell his mother. God bless, the little junior sister finally came.

The man stood behind the door, straightened his clothes, and watched Yunrong slowly step into the venue with a smile on his face.

A guard nearby saw Wen Xi and immediately came over to salute.

"Lord Medicine Sect, this way please."

Wen Xi nodded: "Arrange me a viewing pavilion on the second floor, where I can see every move in the competition venue."

"Yes." Isn't Master Yaozong not interested in these competitions?He just needs to play the last game every time, how about this year?

Yunrong slowly stepped onto the stage, and when everyone knew that she was a disciple sent by Baishitang to compete, laughter filled the entire venue.

"Old Man Yan, is there no one in your Baishi Hall? You even sent a female doll to compete."

"That is, at a glance, where are there women in this competition?"

"It seems that Baishitang is taking a risky move this time, and plans to smash the pot."

Yan Lin wiped the sweat from his head, and kept laughing along with him. He knew he couldn't afford to offend these people, but Yun Rong couldn't. If she was wrong, she would definitely refute it.

It doesn't matter how much higher their level is than Baishitang.

"This old man, are women not allowed to participate in this poison master conference?"

The old man who was talking was stunned, and looked at the stage. The other contestants were actively distinguishing the medicinal materials, but this disciple was not in a hurry, and even looked at him, asking the next level of offense.

"Old Man Yan, this is how you educate your disciples. Do you have no dignity when you offend your superiors?"

Just as Yan Lin wanted to make amends, the people on the stage were unconvinced again: "Old man, am I talking to you? Why don't you answer me? My sister said that you are very rude."

The old man glared fiercely at Yan Lin who was full of smiles. With so many people watching, a mere disciple of Baishitang dared to embarrass him. Didn't she know that his Wandu sect would provide Jiuling sect with Dozens of mid-level poison masters?His [-] poisonous results are the best among these contestants.

No one dared to speak to him like this, let alone this is a junior, and only a woman.

"Of course not. If the girl doesn't want to lose too badly later, hurry up and hurry up. You still have time to argue with me. After a while, you Baishitang may not even know how you died."

"Dead? Why die? It's just a competition, why die?"

"It means losing too badly."

"Oh, I understand. If I win this game, you have to apologize to senior. What you said is wrong."

"Hmph, do you think it's possible for me to apologize to Baishitang?"

"You old man is so unreasonable, why don't you apologize for what you did wrong?"

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. Is this girl out of her mind?You can ask anything, but suddenly, seeing that the stick of incense on the stage has been burned for half a stick, you smiled: "Well, if you, a little girl, can win the laurel of the low-level poison master competition... , then I’ll apologize to you at Baishitang, kneeling three times and prostrating nine times, how about that?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Isn't this ten thousand poisonous sects clearly embarrassing others?Half of this time has passed, not to mention that one of the 25 people is selected. Even if one wins, it must be the best scorer in this morning. How can Baishitang meet such a standard?

As long as Baishitang can obtain the qualification of a low-level poison master, it is not easy, Guiguan, how is this possible.

"Okay, I agree." The voice of the woman on the stage was so loud that many people heard it and looked at her in disbelief.

"However, the old man still has one more request. If you don't get the laurel crown, you have to personally apologize to this seat, which is also three kneels and nine bows."

Isn't this clearly bullying other people's little girls?

On the pavilion on the second floor, Wen Xi's beautiful eyebrows frowned unconsciously, this old man from Wan Du Sect, do you want to show some face?
(End of this chapter)