Duanmu Yawang thought of Li Jibai's brother and sister, and suddenly felt that Li Jibai might not have been kind, he just wanted to inquire about her whereabouts.

Thinking about this, she suddenly felt a little grateful that she hadn't told her whereabouts truthfully.

Little Bailu apparently thought of this too, "Master, it seems that defensiveness is indispensable!"

"right."

As soon as Duanmu Yawang finished responding, he condensed the order and said seriously: "Of course, it is better not to disclose the whereabouts of the battle room to the guide."

Duanmuyan raised her eyebrows, "Sometimes the guide will be bought?"

Condensing a single nod: "That's right." After speaking, he hurriedly said: "Of course, son, you are going to participate in the reading material battle room today, I didn't disclose it to anyone."

"Oh."

Duanmu Yawang changed the subject and said, "Then we are going to the reading material battle room now?"

"right."

Ning Shan responded and waved her sleeves. As soon as Duanmu Yawang turned around, she went to the door of the reading material battle room.

Condensed the bill and opened the door, "Master, please."

"Thanks a lot."

Duanmu Ya looked in, raised her eyes and scanned the surrounding environment. It was no different from other battle rooms. If she insisted on saying the difference, it would be a lot less people.

Because of breakfast, she delayed a lot of time. It's actually not too early now, but there are very few people in the fighting room of this book.

Duanmu Ya glanced over and counted, only to look at ten to twenty.

"So few people?"

"Yes." Condensed Shan said helplessly: "The reading material battle room is different from other battle rooms. Participants must be knowledgeable and the content is extremely boring. It also shows knowledge and does not reflect what everyone yearns for. Therefore, Everyone doesn't like to watch it."

"Oh I see."

Duanmu Yawang nodded her head to express her understanding, and then glanced at the area participating in the battle, and found that there were not many spectators, but there were quite a few contestants. There were seven or eight authors, and there were too two people fighting on the stage.

Because of the small number of audiences, many audiences directly sat next to the stage, and everyone watched very carefully, and they didn't even notice that someone came in when the door opened.

Ning Shan took Duanmu Yawang to the combatant area, pulled a chair and looked at Duanmu Ya: "Master, please sit down."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang sat down, and the others noticed the two. Even the contestants on the stage couldn't help but supervise them.

When they noticed Duanmu Yawang's dressing, everyone was shocked. Sitting next to Duanmu Yawang was a wrinkled skin. An old man who seemed to be at least eighty years old saw her. An accident flashed in his eyes. Weirdly asked: "What kind of son are you?"

"Yes."

Duan Muya looked at the other person's older, nodded respectfully, and asked politely: "I wonder if you are senior..."

"The old man's surname is Fang."

"It turns out that Fang is old."

Duanmu Yawang respectfully said: "The juniors are young and don't know the seniors. Please don't be offended."

"Since I don't know it, what's so ridiculous?" Fang Lao still looked like yin and yang, but Duanmu Yawang felt a little reasonable when he said it, and he didn't blame her.

The conversation ended here, Duanmu Yawang looked over to the stage, just to see the people on the stage looking at some plants with some plants, and then wrote, raising his eyebrows: "This is Willingweed?"

Old Fang heard it and glanced at her, "This is a very rare herb, and there is no record in any book. Do you know it?"

"No, I heard someone describe it." Actually, she had seen it in the book Gong Yulan Zhi gave her.

Mr. Fang listened, but remembering her performance in the testing battle room yesterday, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she inquired without a trace: "The son’s preferences are really surprising. First, he participated in the testing battle and shined in the testing battle. It turns out that you are also very good at fighting for reading materials?"

Duanmu Ya looked at the others quietly, and found that these readers contenders were the same as yesterday's detection contenders. They were all old men.

She bowed her head, with a well-behaved appearance: "I'm good at reading, but I'm very curious about the reading test. I want to know what rare content will be in the fight for reading."

"It's good for the son to have this kind of curiosity."

When the old man said, the vigilance in his eyes was obviously lighter. Thinking of Duanmu Yawang's age, he also felt that he was wary of a young man who was just sixteen years old.

After all, there is a qualitative difference between the battle for reading material and the battle for detection.

The detection battle may depend on talent. However, the battle of this book really depends on accumulation, by vision, by insight, a little boy, how far-reaching can the accumulation of knowledge be?

Thinking about this, he asked again: "I wonder how many empires the son has visited in total?"

Duanmu Yawang blinked and thought for a moment, "Probably... four or five."

"Four or five?"

An old man next to Fang was shocked when he heard the words, and then couldn't help but smile, "Gongyu, it seems that you really came here to see him."

Elder Fang also sighed and said meaningfully: "Master Gongyu, we old guys, at least people who are familiar with dozens of empires, you come to participate in this battle, we old men are bullying you."

The old man beside Mr. Fang also responded, "Yes, your points are estimated to be given to us!"

Duanmu Yawang couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "Thirty points are enough. If you can see things and know some things, even if the points are deducted, it is worth it."

"Yeah."

As soon as these words came out, the several old men nearby all nodded in response, and Fang Lao couldn't help but praised: "It's no wonder that the son can shine in the testing battle room. This idea is different from that of people. People who learn things."

When he said this, Ning Shan's eyes widened in astonishment.

Today, the sun came out from the west, the old-fashioned people in the battle room of this reading material, would actually open their mouths to praise a young man?

It's not that a few years ago, a middle-aged person in his forties or fifty years also wanted to participate in this battle room. As a result, he had a dispute with these old men before he even participated, and made a group of old men angry to death.

In the end, the middle-aged man participated in a game, lost in a mess, and then never stepped into this battle room again.

However, afterwards, it turned out that all the combatants in the battle room were old-fashioned, and news of old monsters came, so the number of people who came here to watch the battle became less and less every year.

"Old man, my surname is Chen."

The old man next to Fang Lao introduced himself to Duanmu Yawang at this time.

Duanmu Yawang felt that the people in the battle room were easier to get along with than in the inspection battle room. They were knowledgeable and knowledgeable about speed, but they weren't staid at all, and they were not as tense as other battle rooms.

Several battle rooms, this battle room Duanmu Yawang feels the best and likes the most for the time being.