"Oh, do you have a good place to go?" Huang Zhaoxi looked at Shen Jian.

Shen Jian said: "My taste should not be as accurate as yours, but I think it's pretty good, let's try it." ”

Huang Zhaoxi nodded: "Okay." ”

Luo Xihao shook his head: "I forget it, I've been trained for two years, and I still can't adapt to it." ”

"In Bashu cuisine, there are actually those that are not numb or spicy. Huang Zhaoxi said: "Pure spicy is not the essence of Bashu cuisine, and a variety of flavors and multi-level compounds are the real Bashu cuisine." ”

Shen Jian patted Luo Xihao on the shoulder: "Okay, I'll serve you two light dishes." ”

He turned his head to look at Qu Wei and Su Meng: "What about the two of you?"

The two in-laws laughed: "It's okay for us to eat spicy, it's not like Aku." ”

When Luo Xihao heard this, he shook his head angrily.

The group walked out of the gate of Tianhai University under the leadership of Shen Jian, and after crossing two streets, they stopped in front of a restaurant.

The business of the restaurant is very good, because it is meal time, and even the queue is long.

However, monks are special after all, compared to ordinary people, and although modern monastic civilization is far more enlightened than in ancient times, monks still have quite a lot of privileges.

After the lobby manager saw Shen Jian, he didn't say a word, and immediately led them upstairs, and then came to a vacant box.

"Boss Shen, you are really a regular customer. Su Meng sat down and said with a smile.

"Actually, the regular customer is not me, it is Lao Wang and his mother. Shen Jian said: "I also came here a few times after Lao Wang's classmates, and I also saw the hidden menu of this store." ”

Huang Zhaoxi became interested: "Oh, there is also a hidden menu? ”

Shen Jian didn't use the menu, he casually reported a few dish names, and the lobby manager wrote them down and left, Huang Zhaoxi smiled and said: "Sure enough, they are all old dishes that are rare in modern times, and there are fewer and fewer restaurants in Bashu that still cook these dishes." ”

Qu Wei also smiled: "Senior sister, when you say this, I also start to look forward to it." ”

"It looks like that, and hopefully it doesn't disappoint. Huang Zhaoxi said as he gently twisted up a chopstick in front of him, looked at Shen Jian, and groaned.

Seeing this, Shen Jian also picked up a chopstick and asked with a smile: "Senior sister, this is a bit old-fashioned, right?"

"My hand itched again, and I smiled. Huang Zhaoxi was stunned, and then said calmly.

She put the chopsticks back on the table, but Shen Jian opened his mouth to stop at this time: "Although the legend is relatively old-fashioned, I haven't tried it myself, and it would be great to have a senior sister as an opponent." ”

Huang Zhaoxi looked at Shen Jian and saw that the other party's expression was calm, not joking.

The light in her eyes suddenly brightened.

The aura that was already as sharp as a sword rose in an instant, and it was even more terrifying than just now.

Luo Xihao, Su Meng, and Qu Wei's eyes all fell on Huang Zhaoxi.

The tall woman in front of her has always been fierce and resolute, and everyone has long been used to it.

But now I found out that Huang Zhaoxi before him was actually still more or less restrained in some of his edge.

It was only at this moment that she was engrossed in looking at Shen Jian, and she really came out of the sheath and showed her edge to the fullest.

Luo Xihao had just fought Huang Zhaoxi not long ago, but at this moment, he intuitively felt that after the other party fought with him, it vaguely seemed that he was about to make a breakthrough again.

With her talent and talent, after the next battle with Shen Jian, if she gains again, maybe she will really go one step further again.

Shen Jian looked at Huang Zhaoxi, and the first reaction in his mind was that the other party had really improved a lot compared to last summer.

Then, the shadow of Huang Zhaoxi a year ago completely disappeared in Shen Jian's consciousness.

The rest, only close at hand, now this sharper humanoid fairy sword.

"Senior sister, you have made rapid progress in the past year, Ye Jue didn't learn less from you, senior sister, right?" Shen Jian asked.

Huang Zhaoxi raised his eyebrows slightly.

At this moment, the chopsticks in Shen Jian's hand were across the dining table, towards Huang Zhaoxi opposite!

On the tip of the chopsticks, a little cold light extends out.

The chopsticks seemed to have turned into a sword hilt, and the cold mang was the blade, pointing directly at Huang Zhaoxi's vital point.

The chopsticks in Huang Zhaoxi's hand also made the same change, dancing a ball of cold light, cutting off Shen Jian's "sword".

Her sword light was like a cloud of mist, and the cloud and mist were pervasive, and there was a dangerous aura in it.

In the clouds and mist, there was a faint sound of a dragon's groan, and there was a flash of cold light, as if the dragon was probing its head, faintly appearing in the clouds.

It is the thirteen styles of the dragon that Longling University has secretly transmitted.

Nowadays, the teaching content of colleges and universities is inherited from ancient Taoism, and then it is eclectic, innovative, and constantly integrated.

The Thirteen Styles of the Royal Dragon is the essence of the sword of Longling University, which comes from a variety of ancient and modern kendo to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses.

At this moment, in the hands of Huang Zhaoxi, it is really like a real dragon hidden in the clouds, the dragon sees the head but does not see the tail, disappears from time to time, and changes are unpredictable.

But when the true dragon appeared, its prestige was unstoppable.

At the same time, she is powerful, strong and soft, making her opponents difficult to resist and unable to attack.

The dragon's groan even made the little black dragon wrapped around Shen Jian's right arm open his eyes.

Shen Jian's "sword" in his hand sent and received as if he was in his heart, and he turned like a wish, facing Huang Zhaoxi's Dragon Thirteen Style, he was not in a hurry, and saw the move.

His sword light changed, and when he was defending, he opened and closed widely, bumping hard, and intercepting Huang Zhaoxi's sword light like a divine dragon's probe.

At the same time, Shen Jian did not give up his own attack, and he was constantly looking for flaws in Huang Zhaoxi's swordsmanship.

It's just that when he attacked, his sword light instead became dense as silk, tactful and gentle, and penetrated into the clouds and mist formed by Huang Zhaoxi's sword light.

Shen Jian was very troubled, not in a hurry, steady and steady, in a way that saw the seams and needles, broke through the clouds little by little, and then threatened Huang Zhaoxi himself.

The two fought each other, changing rigidity and softness, fast and slow, and in just a few moments, hundreds of moves had been exchanged.

The entire dining table was shrouded in their sword light.

But at the same time, the scope of their sword light was also limited to this round table by Grandma, not beyond the edge of the round table.

Luo Xihao, Qu Wei, and Su Meng sat firmly at the table, without any intention of dodging and retreating, quietly watching the fight between Shen Jian and Huang Zhaoxi.

And Shen Jian and the two of them competed with swords, not to mention Yu **, even the sword qi and the wind did not spread, and the three of Luo Xihao did not even have to use their own mana to defend themselves.

Moreover, since the beginning of the war, both of them have always sat on the stool, and they have no intention of standing up at all, so they have always sat down and talked about swords.

Luo Xihao smiled slightly, and whispered to himself: "Chopsticks are just commonly used in restaurants, not special, and the two of them have to control the chopsticks not to be bad." “