Chapter 242 You look so pretty when you smile
Zhang Ran didn’t expect Han Xin to say such a thing suddenly, and her face suddenly turned red. It turned out that she wasn’t stunned because her smile was ugly.
But she said she had a beautiful smile, is that true?
Participating in the Four Arts Competition for the first time, Han Xin and Shi Yan still didn’t know how the organizer would arrange it.
There should be many people coming to participate in the competition. The number plate she signed up for was 12,328, and A Yan’s number was 9,264. I believe they were not the last to sign up. name, there must be many people signing up behind them.
Han Xin and Shi Yan originally planned to go to the front of the arena to take a look. They wondered if there was a poster introducing the rules of the competition.
But before they took action, there was a vibration in the storage bag.
When I took it out and took a look, it turned out that there was movement on the number plate issued during registration.
The front of the number plate is the registration number, and there is an extra set of numbers on the back.
The back of Han Xin’s number plate showed the number thirteen, while the back of Shi Yan’s number plate showed the number eight.
They were just wondering what this number meant, when a loyal male voice sounded with the blessing of spiritual power.
"Attention, all contestants, please take out your number plates and come out to check."
The voice paused for a moment, and after everyone had almost checked, he continued: "This is You must be wondering what the numbers on the back of the number plate mean, right?”
As soon as the man’s voice fell, the crowd below immediately started chattering about the extra digits on the number plate. What does it mean?
“Because there are too many contestants coming to participate in the Four Arts Competition, but our venue is fixed, and the number of monks that can be accommodated in each competition is limited, those numbers represent the day on which you came to compete. The time, specifically the game of that day, will be decided after the day comes.”
"Okay, now ask the monk with the number one to get ready. The monk whose number is called later will come to the open arena."
Han Xin looked at Shi Yan and asked: "What should I do? ? Mine is number 13, we still have to wait."
Shi Yan smiled and replied: "Mine is number eight, a few days earlier than you."
"Then shall we go back or continue watching other people's games?"
"Let's see first." Although Shi Yan was confident in himself, he was not proud.
There are people outside the world, there are people outside the world, and there are many people who are better than him.
"Then wait and go."
At this time, a group of people were swarming towards the ring. There were too many people, and Han Xin didn't want to crowd in with them.
“The list of popular candidates for the Four Arts Competition has been bought first. Who wants to know the opponent in advance? Hurry up, first come first served.”
“Hurry up and come over to take a look. It’s out of date. Don’t wait.”
Han Xin followed the crowd and turned to look at the place where the announcement was made, where there were two male cultivators holding a jade slip in each hand, shouting and soliciting customers.
Soon a monk walked towards them.
"Hey...the game hasn't even started yet, you have the list here, is it accurate?" someone questioned.
"Hey... is this your first time to our Dragon City, fellow Taoist?"
"How do you know?" Does he have obvious characteristics of an outsider?
The male cultivator pointed to the Taoist robe on his body and said, "Fellow Taoist, look at this robe of mine." The man glanced at it casually and didn't see anything different about the other Taoist robe, nor was it any better than others. What did he want to see? ?
Before he could say anything, the male cultivator continued: "My clothes are Wentinglou's exclusive Taoist robes. Look, there is Wentinglou's exclusive logo here."
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It was the head of a black hawk, displayed on the left chest of the male cultivator.
This kind of black hawk is a kind of monster specially used to listen for news and deliver news. They can become invisible and disguise themselves as ordinary beasts. They are the best helpers for spying on news.
The black hawk is small in stature, not much bigger than a hummingbird, and does not have much room to grow. It can grow up to the third level at most. It has a very vivid name, eavesdropping hawk.
“This robe is indeed Wentinglou’s exclusive robe, I’ve seen it before.” Someone on the side immediately agreed.
"Where is Wenting Tower? It is a well-known intelligence organization in Dragon City. It is easy to find out some information about the candidates."
"Hey, I came from the Northern Territory Yes, it’s my first time back in Longcheng. I really don’t know what Wentinglou’s exclusive Taoist robes look like, but I’ve heard about Wentinglou.”
“Do you need first-hand information? ?”
The man nodded hurriedly, "Yes. Although I did not participate in the competition, my brother participated in the weapon refining competition. I will buy it back and show it to him."
The male cultivator handed the jade slip to the man In front of him, he said with a smile: "One hundred medium-grade spiritual stones and one jade slip."
When the man heard this, he frowned and thought it was expensive.
“It’s just a jade slip, how come it’s so expensive?”
“Alas, fellow Taoist friends also know that they want to collect information about a jade slip. We heard how much effort Lou spent. I just collected it, and one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones are already a reasonable price." The male cultivator immediately cried out.
"Even if it's hard to come by, there are so many monks here, and there are so many people who need to know the situation. If you make small profits but quick turnover, you will definitely not suffer." Did he look stupid?
“What you Taoist said is reasonable, but this price is the lowest price we got after reasonable calculation by Wentinglou. If you don’t like the price, you don’t have to worry about it. We don’t have to worry about this jade slip. I don’t want it.”
How could the monks who came to compete give up buying just because of a hundred middle-grade spiritual stones?
Looking at Wen Ting Lou and the others, the man knew that he couldn't negotiate the price, so he simply took out the spirit stone.
“Give me one.”
No way, who told him to need it?
The onlookers thought that one hundred yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones was too expensive at first, and they were a little hesitant. But after seeing the man, they bought it without hesitation, and they also bought the spiritual stones one after another, for fear of being too late. One step later, the jade slip is gone.
Only by knowing oneself and the enemy can one be victorious in every battle. Han Xin and Shi Yan also wanted to buy a copy to have a look.
But they didn’t rush to buy them immediately. The jade slips would definitely not be sold out so quickly.
People who came here specifically to sell jade slips at this time must have made sufficient preparations. Who would think that they would earn a lot of spiritual stones?
Han Xin noticed that Zhang Ran kept craning his neck to look at the circle selling jade slips. He hesitated and moved closer to him.
Noticing that someone was approaching him, Zhang Ran immediately became cautious and looked towards the source approaching him.
Seeing it was Han Xin, he frowned.
What’s going on with this nun? Why do you always keep leaning on yourself?
"Do you also want to buy one?" Han Xin asked in a low voice.
Zhang Ran: It turns out that I want to talk to myself. Can’t I just stand there and transmit the message? You have to say it next to yourself.
Although Zhang Ran thought so, she felt joy in her heart. She knew that she meant that she was not disgusted with the female cultivators.