The Unsuitable for Elf Academy

Chapter 42 The Principal's Bad Taste
Hanabi, who had just returned to the student union office, received two messages.

"Arena?" Huahuo muttered in a low voice.

"President, I'm going out."

Before the president could respond, Hanabi left the office.

"No. Wait a minute, I haven't read the report yet." The president looked at the thick pile of reports just handed in by the secretary on his desk, feeling a little headache.

"Let me record today~" Jiang Xia said with a chuckle.

"The last three quarters in the morning are actual combat, right? Find a place without cameras and sneak out, and I'll take you there." Huo Hua sent a voice message to the two at the same time.

*
9:30 am, Training Ground 11.

The large training ground located between the Elven Performance Academy and the No. 23 dormitory building is one of the designated places for public duels, with a total of nine floors, and the even-numbered training rooms on each floor are solo fields recognized by the black terminal.

There is a distance from Zuo Hang's classroom, and it would take about half an hour to walk.

Huahuo scanned the QR code of the terminal on the electronic gate.

The three entered the elevator.

In addition to the nine floors that can be seen, there is a "-1" on the floor button.

If you say it is hidden, it is not considered hidden. After all, the negative floor is placed on the button, but the underground floor is really invisible unless you enter the elevator.

"Why is the arena underground?" Zuo Hang asked.

Huahuo spread his hands and said: "I don't know either. According to the rumors on the post bar, this is the evil taste of the principal of the first generation. He thinks it is fun to build some places that ordinary students don't know. But the principal of the first generation of Bailong has died long ago. No one knows this Why was the school built like this when it was first built? Besides here, there are many underground arenas in Bailong, and there are many places inside and outside the school that are connected."

Zuo Hang was silent.

There are many underground arenas and they are still connected?

If he hadn't been home last Saturday, he might not have doubted what he said, but it would be abnormal if he didn't doubt it now.

The speed of the elevator should be very fast, but the elevator doors have not opened for a long time.

Zuo Hang can always feel the weightlessness, which means the elevator is still descending.

It feels like the next floor takes more time than the upper nine floors.

Zuo Hang glanced at the terminal.

AM9: 32
Just as he was thinking, the elevator stopped suddenly, it must have arrived.

It was supposed to be 9:30 when the three of them came in. I don't know how many seconds, but it took at least a minute for the elevator to get off.

The black terminal still has a signal underground. Zuo Hang checked it. Domestic elevators can go down about 1 meters in one minute, and this elevator seems to be faster. Zuo Hang guessed that it should be about 60 meters underground so far.

As soon as the elevator door opened, there was a loud noise.

In front of the three of them was a straight passage, the lights above their heads were a bit dim, but they could see the dazzling stage light at the end of the passage at a glance.

*
A referee in a white uniform stepped on a disc-shaped aircraft and hovered above the arena. His infectious male voice came out through the venue speakers connected to the microphone.

"The big-character explosion hit the big food flower!! The fire hit the grass poison, and the effect is outstanding!! The big food flower fell! The fire-breathing dragon didn't mean to stop! ~~~oh~~~~~~~ Another move to spray flames! ! Dashihua has completely rested! 10, 9, 81, Dashihua lost the ability to fight! Then, let us congratulate the blue side! The winner of this game is this little brother Bailong from channel 01, it is very easy won his first victory in his debut match."

"Sure enough, the white dragon rookie has a natural home court advantage in the White Dragon Arena. Everyone on the red side, you have to work hard."

Da Shihua, who was scorched all over, was taken back by a trainer in black uniform. Depending on the extent of the injury, if treated in time, it might be saved.

Zuo Hang looked around, there are ten entrances on this huge circular platform, numbered 01~10, each entrance has a circular mark above the number, and the entrance 01 where Zuo Hang three people are located, The mark on it is also the school emblem of Bailong.

In addition to the nine major colleges and universities, there is also a channel No. 10 listed separately.

This is a passage designed for trainers other than the nine colleges, and the entry point should be outside the nine colleges. Academy Island is not limited to trainers from the nine colleges.

In addition, this circular arena is also much larger than the professional duel arena stipulated by the alliance.

Huahuo said to the two: "This is Bailong's home court. This circular platform is about 2.5 times the size of the league's stipulated venue. Below the platform is an adjustable mechanism. There are jungles, sand, marble, and rocks. , Grass, five different terrains, today is Monday, sand and gravel field."

Zuo Hang and Hoshino looked down and found that the ground of the battle platform was a kind of sand with relatively coarse grains.

Huahuo patted the backs of the two at the same time, and said with a chuckle: "There are better-looking ones up there, so look up first."

Zuo Hang looked up and found a huge zenith sphere suspended above the arena, about 50 meters above the ground.

Huahuo explained: "This is a weather ball, which can be switched back and forth between various weathers. On rainy days, sandstorms, and hail days, our current position is the auditorium. The AT position between the platform and the auditorium will be on both sides. The weather is separated, and the weather on the platform will not affect this side. The last game should be sunny, and the weather is different from the venue. The venue is fixed within a day, but the weather changes every game.”

Zuo Hang and Hoshino may not have heard what Huahuo was saying at all, and the battlefield in front of them was enough to shock them.

Zuo Hang has been running in various high-risk areas, and has never had a clear understanding of the most cutting-edge technology in 2025. Hoshino is a child of a big family in Yingzhou, and he was also shocked by the black technology of the weather ball , it can be seen that the technology of the academy city is really one or two levels higher than that of the outside world.

"Don't be in a daze, don't you want to play a game?" Huahuo said, "Come with me, and I will bring you to sign up."

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The registration place is relatively quiet. The staff in charge of registration saw a few people wearing Bailong's school uniforms, and their attitude immediately improved a lot. After all, this is Bailong's home stadium, and Huahuo seems to be a frequent visitor here. He is very familiar.

"Arrange for them, the student number starts with 25 and ends with 001 and 002. Will the fire-breathing dragon trainer continue to fight?" Huahuo said to the staff.

"He stopped fighting, and there is no one on the blue team for the time being." The staff found the data of the two on the screen in front of them, and then said: "Zuo Hang and Hoshino Ryuji, right? Do you need masks and other IDs?" ?”

The mask is probably to prevent others from recognizing you. Even in school, you can still do whatever you want with someone without a camera. You don’t have to end up in the arena for grievances.
"Let's get a mask, if it's an ID, let's choose a random one," Hoshino said.

"I don't need it, just use the original name." Zuo Hang said.

As soon as these words came out, the three of them looked at Zuo Hang at the same time. In the underground arena, it is really rare to use their original names without wearing a mask.

*
3 minute later.

Hoshino looked at his mask secretly worried.

"Can't I choose this thing myself? Why is it a green caterpillar?!! And this ID, what the hell?!"

"maoji~~~" Xuetongzi called out, he thought the green caterpillar's mask was quite cute.

"What's the ID? Let me take a look." Zuo Hang suddenly leaned over, "Hiss~~ There are indeed enough of them."

(ps: Today is also a daily request for tickets twice~~)

　The setting of this underground arena was memorized for a long time. When I wrote it, I still felt that my writing skills were not enough. I felt that I didn’t write the effect I wanted. I don’t know if you have a sense of substitution.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)