Chapter 281 Rapid Shooting (1)

The rookie cross-country competition in the afternoon started on time. Compared with the morning cross-country competition, the afternoon cross-country competition was only 82 kilometers long, without the snow-capped mountains.

This is also changed taking into account the different levels of participating students.

The average strength of the second and third grade students is the second level of the intermediate level, and the use of magic must not exceed the sixth level.

The strength of the new students is mostly at the elementary level 3, a few have reached the intermediate level 1, and even fewer have the intermediate level 2, so they are restricted from using magic beyond the fourth level.

Due to differences in strength and proficiency in mastering magic, the distance of the rookie cross-country competition is shortened by eighteen kilometers.

The points for the rookie competition are the same as those for sophomores and juniors, but there are not many students who can show their ability in cross-country competition, so the freshmen invested in this project by major colleges are not the top group.

No matter what, the competition began, and 80 students embarked on the road to compete for first place.

The rookie game was even more boring than the morning game. There was no Zhao Shiran's stability from beginning to end, and there was no highlight moment shown by Wang Yiming...

It was a chaotic fight involving eighty students trying to stop each other. It was not enough to see, and some of them were already yawning.

"The freshmen are still inexperienced. If they practice hard, they can achieve good results next year." King Dingbei said, stroking his beard.

Dongfang Xiong nodded: "It would be interesting to see other fiercely confrontational projects."

"By the way, is Yu Zhaohui here too?" King Dingbei looked away from the outside and asked calmly.

Dongfang's ambition stirred. The Great Qin Divine Sword was originally pulled by King Dingbei. Yu Zhaohui is now in charge of the Great Qin Divine Sword. I don't know what King Dingbei's real thoughts are...

After the power seizure, King Dingbei had no choice but to leave the imperial capital. The power in his hands was completely divided by the cabinet, and even the Great Qin Divine Sword was taken away by the military.

The position of the sword holder of the Great Qin Divine Sword used to be decided by King Dingbei, but now, although the cabinet cannot directly appoint it, it does not need to seek the consent of King Dingbei.

Dongfang Xiong knew that the wielder of the Great Qin Divine Sword needed to be nominated by that person, and then the cabinet would discuss and decide.

It is true that Yu Zhaohui is a strategic-level magician, but in other ways, he is embarrassing and important, and King Dingbei should not be unaware of it.

He replied without leaving a trace: "Yes, according to him, he wants to secretly maintain the safety of this Hundred Schools Battle."

King Dingbei nodded, a pair of weathered eyes flashed with a depth that made Dongfang Xiongdu feel a little palpitated.

"You don't need to tell him about my coming here." King Dingbei said calmly: "You don't need to pay too much attention to him. He needs to be trained well as he takes office."

"I understand." Dongfang Xiong nodded, but he was thinking in his mind. He always felt that there was something in King Dingbei's words.

King Dingbei stood up from his seat: "The afternoon game is not interesting. I'm going to take a nap."

"My lord, let me see you off." Dongfang Xiong said quickly.

"Hey, you are the chairman of the operations committee, so you don't need to send me off." King Dingbei said.

Dongfang Xiong did not refuse, but also sent King Dingbei to the door.

In the corridor, King Dingbei walked slowly. In the shadows, figures kept a sufficient distance from King Dingbei. They were all obviously guards.

King Dingbei is as important to the Qin Empire as a strategic weapon, and his protection has always been a top priority. The family of King Dingbei, the Military Department, the Security Bureau, and the National Security Bureau have all sent people to protect him from different directions. Looking at this big shot.

In the corridor, Hua Jue walked over quickly holding a pile of documents: "Your Majesty, are you not going to watch the game?"

"I'm getting sleepy easily as I get older, so go take a nap." King Dingbei smiled and walked past Hua Jue without noticing that at this moment his right wrist shook quickly.

Hua Jue's eyes drooped slightly: "Your Highness, walk slowly."

After that, he also quickened his pace and sent the documents in his hand into Dongfang Xiong's office.

…

The afternoon game was really not interesting. It started and ended uneventfully. Even the freshmen couldn't let it go and made some jokes.

After six hours, the afternoon finals came to an end. The first place was still a student from Tianji Magic Academy, Du Mu from Class 1, Grade 1.

It was already after eight o'clock in the evening when the game was over and everything was tidied up. The students participating in tomorrow's precision shooting event had to rest early to be in good condition, so after the game, they followed them back to the hotel in twos and threes.

Of course, not everyone went back to the hotel directly. For example, Beiming Zhiyao and Su Yian were eating supper outside at this time.

As a coastal city, most of the snack streets in Teruzuki City are aquatic products, and because they only have aquatic products, the locals have developed many different ways to eat them, and they are indeed delicious.

Because of the Hundred Schools War, Teruzuki City received a large number of tourists, so there was an endless stream of tourists on the snack street.

Su Yian is very enthusiastic about food, especially food that he has never eaten before, so he will try almost every stall along the way. Beiming Zhiyao looked at Su Yian's childlike appearance, her eyes became softer and softer , her pursuit of food is not that strong, so she doesn't pay much attention to eating, so she mainly stays with Su Yian along the way.

"This is delicious too, don't you try it?"

"And this, it's really delicious, ah~ open your mouth."

Beiming Zhiyao chewed it and nodded: "It's delicious."

Su Yian laughed: "Let's go over there and have a look."

While walking and looking at the different delicacies on both sides, Su Yian thought that if Nangong Muxin and her Xiao Xiaoha were here, they would probably eat up the inventory of several stores.

I don’t know how Nangong Muxin is doing at home. It should be quite boring.

“What are you thinking about?” Beiming Zhiyao looked at Su Yian shaking his head and asked.

“Nothing, I just think that I may not be able to eat all the delicacies of our Great Qin in my lifetime.” Su Yian said.

“That’s not necessarily true.” Beiming Zhiyao retorted: “The life span of a magician is very long.”

Su Yian smiled: “Compared to ordinary people, it is quite long.”

“So, as long as you are still keen on eating and can eat, I will always be with you.” Beiming Zhiyao gently hugged Su Yian’s arm and said softly.

“Okay.” Su Yian found that Beiming Zhiyao was originally aloof, but since he confirmed his relationship with her, only gentleness remained.

Especially to him, she always smiled and spoke softly.

"It's snowing!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, and sure enough, snowflakes began to float in the sky.

"So beautiful." Bei Ming Zhiyao reached out and took a few snowflakes, watching them melt in her palms, and said softly.

Su Yian looked up at the sky. In the dark night, white snowflakes were floating and getting bigger and bigger.

He didn't like snow, not at all.

"It's been almost two years..."

"What?" Bei Ming Zhiyao turned her head and looked at Su Yian.

Su Yian lowered his head, looked at this beautiful face, looked at this familiar face that reminded him of You Ning, and said softly: "You are so beautiful."

Bei Ming Zhiyao blushed, glared at Su Yian, but the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised a beautiful arc.

"Let's go back." Su Yian said: "The snow is going to get bigger."

Bei Ming Zhiyao nodded obediently, letting Su Yian take her hand back.

In her happiness, she didn't notice that Su Yian's footsteps were fast, nor did she notice that Su Yian actually used magic to shake off the falling snowflakes, preventing them from touching him at all!

...

January 27.

Today is the day when the precision shooting competition begins. The heavy snow that started last night has not stopped until now. The sky is gloomy and snowflakes are flying all over the sky.

Su Yian got up early in the morning and stared at the heavy snow outside the window. His expression was not gloomy, but it was definitely not very good.

"Starting from the 27th, the eastern region will continue to snow for five days. Please take warm-up measures and don't catch a cold..."

The weather forecast played the duration of the heavy snow on time. Su Yian sighed and pinched his eyebrows involuntarily.

This is also one of the reasons why he is willing to go to the Southern Tianji Magic Academy, because it rarely snows in the south.

Knock knock knock.

There was a knock on the door. It was Yuan Zhesheng without guessing. Su Yian put on his clothes, thought about it, took the umbrella prepared by the hotel for each room, and then opened the door.

"Minister, haven't you left yet?" Yuan Zhesheng was a little surprised. He had just tried to knock on the door, but Su Yian hadn't gone to Yunshan Stadium today?

"Let's go." Su Yian didn't explain anything and walked out of the room with an umbrella.

Yuan Zhesheng glanced at the umbrella in Su Yian's hand and couldn't help but say: "Minister, you don't need an umbrella, right?"

They are magicians, and a little magic can prevent snowflakes from covering them.

"I'm used to it." Su Yian explained that he took the umbrella mainly because the umbrella can block part of his vision, so that he doesn't have to look at the annoying snowflakes.

So, there was such a beautiful scenery on the road-

The students from the Southern Magic Academy were happy in the snow, letting the snowflakes hit them, and the students from the North also looked at the southerners playing in the snow with a relaxed look.

Only Su Yian held a black umbrella, becoming a black spot in the flowers, and looked out of place.

The surrounding students also cast strange glances, but because they were students of Tianji Magic Academy, they didn't say anything.

So Su Yian came to the Yunshan Stadium with an umbrella. The game had not started yet, and there was no snow in the stadium, so Su Yian calmly put away the umbrella, and his expression softened. Finally, he didn't have to see the snow.

"This little guy still doesn't like snow at all."

In the room, through the French window, seeing Su Yian holding an umbrella, a smile flashed in King Dingbei's eyes.

Dongfang Xiong stood behind King Dingbei, so he naturally couldn't see King Dingbei's expression at this time, but he also saw Su Yian, who was out of place.

"Pretentious!" Dongfang Xiong made such an evaluation in his heart.

...

(To be continued)