Ask Sword

The group arena will be held in the venue of the Martial Arts Field.

The outline of the venue is oval, with a stone square ring with constant protective restrictions in the middle, surrounded by rows of circular auditoriums——

Xuegong sometimes rents out the venues to the Chamber of Commerce in Chang'an, which operates Cuju games and Marseilles, to hold grand events.

At the same time, it also allows Chang'an citizens to take the opportunity to visit the school and feel the atmosphere of the school.

Jingle Bell.

Li Ang and Li Wei Yang Yu rode their bicycles towards the Martial Arts Field. Along the way, many students could be seen riding their bicycles.

Bicycles are more convenient and quicker than riding horses, and there is no no-flying restriction like flying swords, so they are favored by academic disciples and doctors.

The main reason is that the ground of the school is relatively good, with flat slopes and gentle slopes, and there are no poor-quality sandy roads that are prone to dust.

Some seniors and sisters also gave full play to their subjective initiative, using their thoughts to speed up the rotation of the wheels, and they were as fast as a horse——

The school's restrictions on personal vehicles are flying swords and aircraft. Bicycles always run close to the ground, so they are naturally not considered aircraft.

Even if the tires smoke when drifting, or even lose control, you can still use your thoughts to save you.

‘It feels like there should be a Cycling Tournament of Chang’an in a few years. '

Li Ang glanced at the dazzling array of bicycles with different colors on the road. Since Yu State did not have high-quality rubber, they all used special shellac tires, which were relatively expensive. Only school students and rich children could afford them in a short time— —

Every time they buy one, they will generate corresponding patent fees.

Li Ang parked his bicycle outside the stadium, and climbed up the stairs with handrails to the auditorium.

Song Shaoyuan and the others had already taken their seats in advance, and waved for Li Ang and the others to come over.

Give.

Li Leling opened the food box and took out palm-sized paper cups, which contained a dessert named Breeze Rice.

This kind of dessert is made by stirring glutinous rice, agar, borneol powder and milk together, fully freezing, and then pouring honey or sucrose, bean paste, and condensed milk on the surface to enhance the flavor.

Thanks.

Li Ang took the Breeze Rice, took a spoonful, and tasted it.

Folk Qingfeng rice is hung deep in the ice well, or put into the ice cellar to freeze, and it will freeze very tightly.

As for the bowl of Qingfeng rice that Li Leling handed over, the ice crystals inside were very clear, mixed in the soft condensed milk, and the taste was very similar to shaved ice.

Is this from the imperial dining room?

Chai Chai's eyes lit up, and he asked, It's quite delicious.

No, it's a cook in the red building of Anguo Temple, who came up with a new method.

Li Leling said: I guess she should have used a talisman such as the Liliang Talisman, and repeatedly frozen it to have this effect.

Is that the cook who is about our age? I read it was mentioned in the tabloids.

Ji Linglang lightly bit the tip of the spoon, recalled it, and said: I heard that she is from the Western Regions. The elders of the family used to be chefs who made frozen desserts for the local kings. The name is also very distinctive. It's called Pan Xing Xing Bing.

Frozen?

Li Ang almost coughed up the red bean paste, and quickly waved his hands to cover up his embarrassment, Who is in today's game?

The competitions in the past few days were all in the rain environment. It should be the seniors and sisters of the third or fourth year. In a few days, when we go to the cloud patrolling environment, we will be the seniors of the fifth, six, or seven years.

Yong Hongzhong said, In the entire third grade of Zaiqian, it seems that only Pei Jing has signed up now.

Um?

Li Ang raised his eyebrows and looked at He Fanshuang, Didn't you sign up?

no point.

He Fanshuang ate Qingfeng rice leisurely, opened a book while floating in front of him, and replied without raising his head.

Indeed, if monks in the Tibetan realm have limited air capacity, they often need to fight like ordinary people,

There are so many methods that monks who listen to the rain can use.

Listening to the rain is elementary, intermediate, and advanced, and each stage will bring about changes. Not only can you use new talismans and spells, but their power will also increase.

It's okay to go one level higher, but it's very difficult to beat the opponent by two levels.

He Fanshuang usually doesn't like to fight fiercely, and would rather read a few more books during this time.

As soon as a few people were talking, the staff of the martial arts field below also arranged the venue, activated the protective restraint of the arena, and moved in a huge stone seat inlaid with pure white crystals.

That's for testing Qihai.

Yang Yu said: In order to be as fair as possible, each player who registers must first test Qihai, estimate his cultivation, and then randomly assign opponents of similar level.

In order not to let the high-level meet the low-level at the beginning of the game.

Um.

Li Wei nodded and said: There are quite a lot of people who have signed up for the group arena this time, but the results are quick - real monk fights rarely last half an hour, and even more than a quarter of an hour. .

In addition to voluntarily admitting defeat, being kicked out of the ring will result in a loss.

The prohibition of the arena itself will also protect the players and at the same time estimate the damage the players will suffer. If it exceeds a certain value, the result of the game will be announced directly.

In the martial arts arena, Jijiu read out the oath of peaceful exchanges, friendship first\

,"Accompanied by Haotian bells and noisy voices, the group arena began.

As Li Wei said, each match ended quickly. Basically, the winner can be determined in a few minutes.

The so-called amateurs watch the excitement, and experts watch the doorway. In order to let students of different paths understand the game, the academy specially arranged for senior students to act as commentators under the pergola in the auditorium, and equipped them with Hong notes. A group, take turns explaining.

Hi everyone, I'm the commentator Xiao Huang, Huang Donglai.

A chubby senior who looked like he had no neck fiddled with the notes of Hong Hong and said loudly.

I'm the commentator Xiao Sun, Sun Yixie.

Beside him is a senior who is also fat and has small eyes that seem to be squinting all the time. We will explain the next few games.

Um?

Why is there such an inexplicable sense of déjà vu?

Li Ang, who was sitting in the auditorium eating a frozen dessert, scratched his head, suppressing the familiar déjà vu in his mind.

Huang Donglai and Sun Yixie are members of the school's internal newspaper office, and they usually comment on the competition in the martial arts arena. When Li Ang made penicillin before, he was interviewed by them, but he was not very familiar with it.