Chapter 1229

Duanmu Ya wants to understand. After all, it's really difficult for the ancients to be good at observing the sky.

However, Fang Lao was more curious about what she was not good at. "Why is the childe not good at allusions?" this allusion should be the simplest for ordinary people.

Generally speaking, when they encounter the questions of allusions, they rarely answer the wrong questions.

"Cough!"

Duanmu yawang naturally could not say that he was an alien. He could only vaguely say, "well, I'm not interested in listening to stories. I don't like how to read. I like some strange things."

"I see."

Old Fang piansheng believed it and said happily, "you are so young that you don't frown when facing array and astronomy, which is enough to prove that sometimes it's not a bad thing to like ancient strange things."

Duanmu yawang was about to answer. At this time, the referee said, "Gongyu, please sign it to us. We need to see the sign preparation questions."

"Oh, good."

Duanmu yawang remembered that the signature was still in his hand and quickly handed it over.

The referee signed it to the other two referees and asked them to get what they needed for the fight. Then he said politely, "please go back to the original seat and wait a minute."

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang and Fang Lao went back to their seats.

They didn't communicate much in their seats. After sitting quietly for a while, the two judges who left finally came in with two trays and put them on the table of Duanmu yawang and Fang Lao.

As last time, the things in the tray are covered with silk and satin. Duanmu yawang and Fang can't see the things inside.

However, this time, I didn't feel much in the tray, not as high as the last time.

"Fang Lao, Gongyu childe, are you ready?" at this time, the referee asked.

"Ready."

The referee was not wordy at all. As soon as the Gong knocked, the hourglass turned over and said solemnly, "in that case, the fight officially began!"

Duanmu yawang and old Fang immediately opened the silk on the tray.

Once the silk and satin were opened, there were six notebooks, some drawings, two grasses and a bottle, and there was nothing else.

Naturally, the people under the stage also saw it, including a group of fighters. They were surprised, "what type did they draw? Why are there only three objects? This is too few. The remaining 61 questions should not be all solved by reading pictures?"

"It should be."

When a fighter said, he looked sympathetic and said to old Chen, "I feel that this time, the fight between Gongyu and Fang Lao is not a common type."

"Yes."

Old Chen sighed, "the difficulty of keeping up with the last game is not lower than estimated."

The fighters nodded in agreement: "indeed."

For some fighters who only came to see the excitement, they listened to the words of the fighters, but some didn't understand them. They wondered and muttered, "they don't know the questions. How can they know that it's very difficult this time?"

The voice of the people murmuring was naturally heard by the fighters. They shook their heads and thought to themselves: laymen are laymen. I don't know that the so-called reading materials, since they are real things, naturally they are things that have been seen and exist, not legendary and nothingness.

Since they exist and can be fought by the Supreme Court, the difficulty of these things will not be too high.

On the contrary, if even the Supreme Court can only provide drawings to read, that is, things that even the Supreme Court has not owned, then these things can only be more rare.

The difficulty is naturally higher.

This is true for all types.

Of course, the fighters are highly cultivated. Naturally, they will not say these words to ridicule some laymen. They settle down and pay attention to the fighting on the stage.

On the stage, duanmuya glanced at the things on the tray. First, she looked at the two grasses, then picked up the bottle on one side and shook it. There was a crisp sound inside.

There should be a pill in it.

Duanmu yawang thought so, pinched the bottle cap and poured it out. A medicine really appeared in the palm of her hand.

She put the medicine on her nose and sniffed it. As soon as her eyes lit up, she put it back and looked at the six books in the tray.

Six books of different thickness.

Duanmu Ya glanced at the six books, picked up one of them and looked at it.

In this book, there are stories. Duanmu looked at several articles and didn't know almost all of them. He immediately shook his head and sighed. After all, he put the book down.

The second book is about astronomy. The title is all about the description of various astronomical conditions. Let the fighters write about these astronomical conditions, and guess the weather environment according to the description.

Duanmu Ya took a look and hooked his lips: "interesting."

After reading several times, she put down the book and picked up the third one.

The third book is chess, and the drawings on the tray are all chess scores. As for what the fighter needs to do, it is naturally to solve the chessboard.

The fourth book is about arrays.

Duanmu yawang had a deep understanding of the game, so she was particularly interested. She read all the familiar arrays in the book one by one. When she saw one of them, her eyes moved slightly.

The fifth book is poison.

Among these things, if Duanmu yawang wants to choose what she is best at, she will not hesitate to choose poison.

Of course, the poison in the book didn't disappoint her.

Finally, the sixth book is the four questions that account for ten. Duanmu yawang glanced at the four questions and immediately had a general idea in his heart.

After reading all the contents, the next step is naturally to answer the questions.

She wrote down the answers one by one according to what she read in the book.

She wrote very fast and didn't spend much time. When she stopped writing, she looked back at the hourglass on the referee's table behind her and found that there was still a lot of time left.

She looked and looked at Fang Lao, who was writing hard.

Duanmu Ya looked at it, pondered, picked up the book describing allusions, wrinkled his face and studied it carefully, "xiaobaibai, do you think I can get an answer according to these stories?"

"Should it be ok?"

The little white deer blinked and was not sure, "where can this thing be covered?"

Duanmu yawang stared at the allusion story. She didn't intend to refute him. Finally, she didn't know what she saw. Her brain flashed and smiled: "who said no, I feel I can be right this time!"

Then he picked up the paper and wrote down a few words.

The little white deer looked at the words she wrote and said, "yes, yes, I seem to have heard this word!" the little white deer was surprised and said, "master, this word seems strange. How do you know?"