Ding Xiaoyi didn't expect that his insignificant movements would be seen through by the rough man, and he couldn't help but curiously asked.
"Didn't you say they were all just pink skulls and I didn't choose any of them? Do you believe it?"
The rugged man smiled casually, and then said to Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi, on the other hand, felt like he was lying.
When he just watched these beauties perform, the saliva from the corner of his mouth flowed down three thousand feet.
"Only ghosts believe you",
Ding Xiaoyi said calmly and angrily.
He felt that this rugged man also came here for those beauties with supernatural physiques, who didn't want to improve his cultivation faster.
"Believe it or not, cultivation is achieved through hard work. I can't do such a cruel thing anyway."
The words of the rugged man made Ding Xiaoyi's heart move inexplicably. He could still resist this temptation. He couldn't help but look at the rugged man again.
Sure enough, no one came in the rugged man's private room from beginning to end.
No madam from Goulan brothel came to canvass for votes, which made Ding Xiaoyi very confused.
But that rugged man seems to have become accustomed to it.
There was a lot of wine in his private room, and more than ten jars of wine were placed casually in the private room.
With a casual move, a jar of wine appeared in his palm.
Ding Xiaoyi shook the empty wine jar, and he also imitated the rough man.
He stretched out his hand and a jar of wine flew toward his palm.
"ha……",
The rugged man couldn't help laughing wildly when he saw this.
Fortunately, there was a layer of restrictions in this private room, which blocked out the wild laughter of the rough man.
"You haven't reached the level of cultivation yet, but you still want to learn to capture objects from a distance. You haven't reached the realm of super-level, and your Gangyuan has not reached the point where it can condense Qi and take form. But fortunately, your spiritual sea is majestic enough, which is good."
The rugged man seemed to see Ding Xiaoyi through and through, and he said quietly.
But Ding Xiaoyi disagreed,
Although his cultivation is his weakness, he has a sword in his hand and is invincible with his sword.
He was very confident in his sword, but this rough man made him feel more and more mysterious.
"Someone is looking for you, you should go back",
Ding Xiaoyi was speaking, but the rough man spoke to him lazily.
Ding Xiaoyi was startled,
Sure enough, there was a sound of footsteps outside the private room door, and the footsteps were from a guard of the City Lord's Mansion.
"See you again when we are destined!",
Ding Xiaoyi did not expect that the rugged man would block what he wanted to say in one sentence, and finally Ding Xiaoyi left the rugged man's private room.
"Master Ding, who is in that private room?"
Xia Qinghou asked Ding Xiaoyi curiously.
"I don't know that it was the person who brought me into Baihua Tower."
Ding Xiaoyi did not hide anything, he said to Xia Qinghou.
"We may have some troubles. Yichen and Lanyou from Liufang Pavilion have the same score. They will advance to the top twenty, and Master Laoding will take action."
Xia Qinghou said to Ding Xiaoyi, but Ding Xiaoyi was slightly startled.
The strength of Baihualou is too poor, right?
Lan You ran into trouble even after entering the top 20. Is there something fishy about this?
He couldn't help but secretly wonder, this is an oiran competition, not a martial arts competition.
"Then who supports Yichen from Liufang Pavilion?"
Ding Xiaoyi asked Xia Qinghou,
He found that the forty beauties were just standing on the misty rain pavilion without any display of talent. How come they were suddenly promoted to the top twenty?
"Liu Fang Pavilion is supported by the Cao family of Xiazhou, which is only a third-rate family. It is difficult for me, the city lord, to come forward, so I have to let you, Mr. Ding, come forward."
A look of helplessness appeared on Xia Qinghou's face, and he said to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Cao family?"
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes flashed, he had never heard of the Cao family.
It turns out that the Cao family is just a third-rate family in Xiazhou, no wonder he hasn't heard of it.
"The rules of this round have been changed. Forty contestants voted on the spot, and those with the most votes advanced to the next round."
Xia Qinghou explained to Ding Xiaoyi.
"If that's the case, then I'll take action."
Ding Xiaoyi could only say helplessly.
If he was asked to deal with a family that he didn't belong to, he was indeed overqualified.
He thought it was the Martial League or some ancient families in Xiazhou City who supported Liufang Pavilion, but he never thought that it was just a third-rate family.
"When the time comes, prepare yourself. It's up to you whether Lanyou can advance."
Xia Qinghou said to Ding Xiaoyi, he filled up the wine for Ding Xiaoyi, touched Ding Xiaoyi's wine glass lightly, and drank it all in one gulp.
In a private room above the pavilion,
The woman in the palace dress looked at the list in her hand. She frowned, but she was deep in thought.
The other women around him remained silent, and the atmosphere became a bit depressing.
"Who made Lanyou's score so low?"
The woman in the palace skirt looked at the list in her hand, and saw the name of Baihualou Lanyou and the name of Liufang Pavilion Yichen clearly written on the list in her hand.
The scores of these two beauties were tied for twentieth place.
In other words, two people must eliminate one person in order to successfully advance to the next round of competition.
"My subordinates didn't know it either. When the score results came out, they felt something was fishy, so they boldly asked their superiors to take a look."
Mrs. Baihualou Ying's face changed slightly, and she tremblingly said to Mrs. Yingyao.
"Forget it, Marquis Xia Qing will take care of it."
A cold light shone from Mrs. Yingyao's eyes, and she put down the list in her hand.
Ding Xiaoyi didn't wait long,
Then the results came, and the results caused a lot of noise from everyone.
No one thought that Miss Lan You from Baihua Tower would have the same score as Miss Yi Chen from Liu Fang Pavilion. Everyone knew that Liu Fang Pavilion and Bai Hua Tower were not on the same level.
There is a very obvious gap between Miss Lanyou and Miss Yichen, both in appearance and talent.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is impossible for Miss Yichen from Liufang Pavilion to achieve such a high score.
Second floor,
In a private room that was not too big, a sturdy old man showed joy in his eyes when he heard the result.
However, he did not expect that the score he received for supporting Miss Yichen from Liufang Pavilion would actually be the same as the score obtained by Miss Lanyou from Baihua Pavilion.
"Master, it seems that you have a very unique vision. Miss Lanyou from Baihualou is the seed contestant of the Oiran. I didn't expect that her score this time was so low, and it was the same as Miss Yichen's score."
One of the guards said flatteringly to the burly old man.
"Haha, we still need to compare the final result before we know it. Miss Lanyou must have a big force to help her. I think there is some suspense this time."
The burly old man showed a hint of sadness on his face. He naturally knew that Baihualou Lanyou must have the support of a big shot.
"Yes, but if our Cao family admits defeat without fighting, wouldn't it be a joke to others? Who will the family leader send to the field?"
The guard's expression also changed slightly, and he said to the burly old man again.
"Just ask Cao Ying to go. He has been admiring that girl Yichen for a long time. Let him live in the world today."
The burly old man sighed and then ordered.
"Everyone knows the rules. The two girls, Lanyou from Baihualou and Yichen from Liufang Pavilion, have the same score. They are both ranked 20th. In the end, they can only compete with each other to decide the winner."
The ethereal voice sounded again, and there was another noise in the pavilion.
The beauties on the misty rain stage all retreated, just waiting for the financial backers from both sides to send people on the stage to compete.
Of course, this competition does not have any rules until one party admits defeat.
Ding Xiaoyi, carrying a long sword, slowly walked down from the second floor, and he came to the misty rain pavilion.
He looked at the darkness under the stage
A group of people were suppressed, with an extremely bright smile on their faces,
"It's him, why did he come on stage?"
Mrs. Ying from Baihualou frowned. She naturally knew Ding Xiaoyi.
Moreover, Xia Qinghou deliberately introduced Ding Xiaoyi to her in the city lord's private room.
Mrs. Ying thought this was just a perfunctory courtesy.
But she didn't expect that the city lord actually sent this commoner boy to play.
"Where did this mountain boy come from? He is so embarrassing. Hey, boy, who are you fighting for?"
As soon as everyone saw Ding Xiaoyi, they were like pouring oil on a pan, and it exploded with a loud bang.
Looking at the noisy people in the audience, Ding Xiaoyi found that his face was getting thicker and thicker.
He ignored these provocations.
When he looked at these enthusiastic audiences, the smile on his face became more and more intense.