Chapter 1222

Duanmu yawang thought of Li Jibai's brothers and sisters, and suddenly felt that Li Jibai might not have been kind just now. He just wanted to inquire about her whereabouts.

Thinking so, she suddenly felt lucky that she didn't truthfully tell her whereabouts.

The little white deer obviously thought of this, "master, it seems that people's heart must be protected!"

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang just finished, Ning Shan said positively: "of course, it's best not to disclose the whereabouts of participating in the fight room to the guide."

Duanmu Ya looked up and raised her eyebrows. "Will the guide be bought?"

Ning Shan nodded, "that's right." then he hurriedly said, "of course, childe, I didn't tell anyone about your participation in the reading room today."

"Oh."

Duanmu yawang changed the subject and said, "now we're going to the reading room?"

"Yes."

With a single response, a wave of her sleeve, Duanmu looked at the environment, and she went to the door of the reading room.

Ning Shan opened the door, "please, childe."

"Thank you."

Duanmu yawang went in, raised his eyes and swept around the environment. It was no different from other fighting rooms. If he insisted on saying the difference, there would be fewer people.

She delayed a lot of time because of breakfast. It's not too early now, but there are very few people in the reading room.

Duanmuya glanced, glanced over and counted, only to see ten or twenty.

"So few people?"

"Yes." Ning Shan said reluctantly, "the reading fight room is different from other fight rooms. The participants must be knowledgeable, and the content is extremely boring. They also have a profound knowledge and can't reflect the ability that everyone yearns for. Therefore, everyone doesn't like it."

"So it is."

Duanmuya nodded to understand, and then looked at the special area to participate in the fight. She found that there were not many spectators, but there were many contestants. There were seven or eight authors, and there were too two people fighting on the stage.

Because there were few spectators, many of them sat directly next to the table. They watched very carefully and didn't notice that someone came in when the door opened.

Ning Dan took Duanmu yawang to the fighter area, pulled a chair and said to Duanmu yawang, "please sit down, childe."

"OK."

Duanmu yawang sat down, and the others noticed them. Even the contestants on the stage couldn't help but surpass them.

When they noticed Duanmu yawang's dress, they were stunned. Sitting next to Duanmu yawang was a wrinkled old man who looked at least 80 years old. When he saw her, an accident flashed across her eyes. He hung his eyelids with a straight face and asked strangely, "what kind of Gongyu childe are you?"

"Yes."

Duanmu Ya looked at each other and nodded respectfully. "I don't know if you are..."

"The old man's surname is Fang."

"So Fang Lao."

Duanmu said respectfully, "I'm young and don't know my predecessors. Please don't be surprised."

"Since you don't know, what's to blame?" old Fang still looked strange, but Duanmu yawang thought it was reasonable, and he didn't blame her.

At the end of the conversation, Duanmu yawang looked at the stage and happened to see the people on the stage looking at some plants. Then he wrote and raised his eyebrows: "this is Weiling grass?"

Old Fang heard it and glanced at her. "This is a very rare herbal medicine. There are no books about it. Do you know it?"

"No, I've heard people describe it." in fact, she saw it in the book Gong Yulan gave her.

Fang Lao saw listening, but remembered her performance in the testing room yesterday, her eyes narrowed slightly and inquired without trace: "the childe's preference is really surprising. First, she participated in the testing fight and was brilliant in the testing fight. It turns out that she is also good at reading fight?"

Duanmu Ya looked at the eyes and looked at the others quietly. She found that these book fighters were all old men like the test fighters yesterday.

She hung her head and looked clever: "I'm good at it. I'm curious about the detection of books. I want to know what rare content there will be in the struggle of books."

"Childe, it's good to have this curiosity."

When the old man said that, his vigilance was obviously much lighter. Thinking of Duanmu yawang's age, he felt that it was ridiculous to be vigilant against a young man who was just 16 years old.

After all, there is a qualitative difference between the reading struggle and the testing struggle.

Perhaps we can rely on talent to detect the struggle. However, this book struggle really depends on accumulation, vision and knowledge. How far can the accumulation of knowledge be for a little boy?

Thinking so, he asked, "how many empires have you been to?"

Duanmuya blinked and thought, "about... Four or five."

"Four or five?"

An old man next to Mr. Fang was stunned at the speech, and then he couldn't help laughing, "Gongyu, it seems that you really came here to see it."

Old Fang also sighed and said meaningfully: "Gongyu, we old guys are at least familiar with dozens of empires. If you come to participate in this fight, we old men will bully you."

The old man next to Mr. Fang also answered, "yes, your points are estimated to be given to us!"

Duanmu yawang cried and laughed; "It's just thirty points. It's worth seeing and knowing something, even if you deduct points."

"Yes, yes, yes."

As soon as these words came out, several Old Men nearby scrambled to nod their heads. Mr. Fang couldn't help praising: "don't blame the childe for his brilliance in the testing and fighting room. This idea is different from people. He is a person who wants to learn something."

As soon as this word came out, Ning Shan was stunned and widened his eyes.

Today, the sun comes out from the West. Are the old-fashioned people in the reading room going to praise a young man?

Not that a few years ago, a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties wanted to participate in the fight, but before he did, he had a dispute with these old men, which made a group of old men angry to death.

Finally, the middle-aged man took part in a, lost in a mess, and then never stepped into the fight room again.

However, later, there were books. The fighters in the fight room were all old-fashioned. The news of old monsters came, so fewer people came here to watch the fight year by year.

"Old man, my last name is Chen."

The old man next to Mr. Fang introduced himself to Duanmu yawang at this time.

Duanmu yawang feels that the people in the reading room are easier to get along with than those in the testing room. They are knowledgeable and know much, but they are not old-fashioned at all, and they are not as fierce as other fighting rooms.

Several fighting rooms, this fighting room Duanmu yawang feels the best and favorite for the time being.