"There is a vacancy? Then fill in another one!" said the official from the Ministry of Justice holding the roster.
But before he finished speaking, behind the high platform, a minister from the Criminal Department said: "Let the five of them fight in a melee! Let me also see the ability and energy of this dungeon chief."
These words were profound, and Xu Biao, a white-headed man, felt as if he had been struck by lightning when he heard these words.
The words "ability" and "energy" are one word different, but when placed at the same time, they have completely different meanings.
In a melee between five people, with Baitou Biao's name, he could theoretically easily gather two or three people as henchmen, and then surround and beat the remaining one or two people.
Then let the remaining people admit defeat one after another.
But since the minister has put his words here, Xu Biao cannot force the other four to form a team with him.
You have to really fight.
And this is only the most superficial meaning.
After thinking more deeply, it turned out that this was the Minister of Justice expressing dissatisfaction with Xu Biao, and none of the officials of the Ministry of Justice present expressed any objection.
Xu Biao felt that he had been "abandoned" and was filled with grief, anger and unwillingness.
In fact, to these officials of the Ministry of Punishments, Xu Biao was nothing. His position could be replaced at any time, and his actions could be accomplished by any cell leader in the dungeon of the Ministry of Punishments with their permission.
Now that the wind of change has been blowing in Daheng, Xu Biao clings to his old ways and only knows how to make money using the lowest means, and is already looked down upon.
"The rules are set, let's get started!" said the official from the Ministry of Justice in charge of organizing the event.
The five of them stood in separate positions. Ma Shaokang responded to the look in his adoptive father's eyes, and after a moment's thought, he rushed towards Ye Chuxiao.
After getting closer, he whispered to Ye Chuxiao: "Fight with me for a few rounds, and then lose to me, do you hear me?"
On the other side, Li Fu had already raised his knife and struck Xu Biao, showing a bloody bravery that was different from most jailers.
When Ye Chuxiao heard Ma Shaokang's whisper, he sneered slightly, and then kicked him in the face.
Ma Shaokang is a Dharma cultivator. What makes him confident that he can get so close to a martial arts cultivator?
What's more, Ye Chuxiao was almost a level higher than Ma Shaokang. This kick was so direct that Ma Shaokang immediately vomited blood and shot out like a cannonball, crashing into the crowd.
This kick broke several of his ribs.
If he wanted to get up again, it would be absolutely impossible with Ma Shaokang's little willpower.
After kicking Ma Shaokang, Ye Chuxiao unsheathed his sword and struck Wu Ting on the right with a seemingly simple strike.
Wu Ting is also a martial arts cultivator, but his cultivation level is lower than that of Ye Chuxiao.
Facing Ye Chuxiao's knife attack, he could only block it with the knife in his hand and the scabbard in a hurry.
However, Ye Chuxiao's sword seemed to be inconspicuous, but in fact it was a huge amount of true energy that was tightly attached to the blade.
The knife fell, and the knife in Wu Ting's hand, together with the scabbard, was directly chopped into pieces.
The clothes on Wu Ting's shoulders were also torn to pieces by the fierce sword energy, but no blood spattered on Wu Ting's shoulders.
If you look closely, you can see that the knife was only placed on his neck, but it didn't hurt him at all.
Everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment, and when they took a closer look, they couldn't help but be horrified.
"Good! What a knife!" An official from the Ministry of Justice clapped his hands above the high platform.
Ye Chuxiao's sword was not so much a delicate attack as it was that it finally saved their face.
To be able to send and receive a sword with such ease must be the result of diligent study and practice.
The guards in the dungeon of the Ministry of Punishment are not all drunkards!
On the other hand, after all, Xu Biao was also an old official and his level was higher than that of Li Fu.
The cultivation of the Neng Realm allowed him to squander his sword energy unscrupulously. Under the opening and closing slashes, Li Fu gradually became exhausted even with his bloody courage. After several fights, he was forced out by Xu Biao's sword.
Within the scope of the competition, he fell back into the crowd.
Li Fu's eyes turned red and he wanted to rush in again, but was firmly held back by his colleagues.
During the competition, under the eyes of the officials of the Ministry of Punishment, the competition must be completed until the end of the competition, and no life may be seriously injured.
If Li Fu was ignorant and kicked out of the fighting circle, violated the rules and rushed back to fight again, he would be killed by Xu Biao and there would be no one to cry out for him.
At this moment, Xu Biao had turned to look at Ye Chuxiao, his expression becoming increasingly grim.
"The little tiger whose teeth haven't grown all the way can't wait to challenge the Tiger King's majesty. It seems that I want to extract your teeth to let you sober up." This is the first time Xu Biao looked at Ye Chuxiao.
And Ye Chuxiao's amazing sword strike before was indeed worthy of his attention.
"Are you the Tiger King?"
"No! You are an old dog at best!"
"And he is still an old dog that has been gelded." Ye Chuxiao spoke venomously and cruelly, leaving no room for mercy.
This is already the case, what kind of kindness does Ye Chuxiao have left?
When Xu Biao heard this, he was furious. His seven emotions were raging, his anger was burning, and he repeated his old tricks. He swung his sword and released a large amount of sword energy, rushing towards Ye Chuxiao.
Ye Chuxiao held the knife in his hand, only attaching his true energy to the blade, blocking left and right like a leisurely stroll, and then deflected the sword energy that came from him.
"I have some doubts. Are you a martial arts cultivator... or a law cultivator?"
"With such a long distance and such unrestrained use of sword energy, what should you do if you meet a real energy realm practitioner?" Ye Chuxiao blocked the sword energy and approached Xu Biao with quick steps.
Xu Biao stepped back unconsciously, and continued to take advantage of his being in the energy realm and his greatly increased battery life to wildly wield his sword energy and attack from a distance.
Although such a move may seem brilliant, it is actually extremely wasteful.
Martial arts cultivators are practitioners who control themselves, but they do not even have complete basic control over their bodies and strength.
Perhaps he once swam through the sea of suffering and failed in his hard work.
But many years of flashy life have long since made him rotten, and he has given up his old persistence and belief.
"You don't use sword energy like this!" After Ye Chuxiao said this, he took a step forward and rushed three meters in front of Xu Biao.
Then he concentrated his sword and slashed out.
The silver sword light shines in the hall, which is not particularly bright.
Wherever the sword light passed, Xu Biao used it to block Ye Chuxiao's approaching sword energy and tore them into pieces.
Then the sword light cut off the long knife in Xu Biao's hand and fell on him.
Blood splattered out, and the knife mark went straight from Xu Biao's left shoulder to his right hip, almost disemboweling him.
With one strike, Xu Biao was defeated.
The hall was silent again.
Applause suddenly erupted from the high platform where the officials from the Ministry of Justice were sitting.
The paper figure of the Minister of Punishment stood up and looked at Ye Chuxiao, his paper hands clapping and making a snapping sound.
"With your cultivation in the suffering realm, you can compress the sword energy, condense the sword light, and defeat Xu Biao with one sword. Your name is Ye Chuxiao? You are very impressive at such a young age."
"Do you want to be the warden?"
"If you want to do it, give me a reason to appoint you." The paper mantra of the Minister of Punishment said.
Ye Chuxiao smiled when he heard this, clasped his fists and said, "Please forgive me, sir, and move the prepared things over first. I want to show you my thoughts."
"Yes!" said the paper-figure incarnation of the Minister of Punishment.
Ye Chuxiao returned to the class room and moved the boxes that the couple had prepared long ago.
Then, in front of everyone, one of the boxes was opened first.
When they saw the contents presented in the box, everyone was puzzled.
I don’t know what kind of medicine is sold in Ye Chuxiao’s gourd.
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