The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 312 Snowstorm Spirit Arena

"Wind and Snow Spirit Arena..."

Looking at the enormous venue not far ahead and the five clearly visible characters on the sign, Qin Lang smiled. "Is this the assessment location for Mr. Zhang Qian, a Level One Spirit Master from Yuehu City?"

“Yes.” Zhao Qian nodded slightly, her eyes filled with anticipation. “Mr. Zhang Qian is a Spirit Master specializing in the ice-based path.”

"The Snowstorm Spirit Arena is a spirit arena that Mr. Zhang Qian specially opened for the training of ice-type food spirits. He teaches students here every day how to better unleash the power of ice-type food spirits."

"And this place is also where he takes his Spirit Bearer test."

"Besides that, the back mountain of the Wind and Snow Spirit Arena is also a man-made ski resort, which can be used by ordinary people for recreation and play." As she spoke, Zhao Qian pointed to the area behind the arena, where many figures could be vaguely seen.

"Speaking of skiing, it feels like it's been a long time since I've done it." Cao Dongdong, who was standing next to him, seemed eager to try it out. "How about we go and give it a shot after your assessments are over?"

"You can have this."

Qin Lang glanced at Danbao and Lala beside him. These two little guys had never experienced skiing before, so they would definitely gain a lot of experience points.

As they walked toward the venue, they stopped at the same time. A sign that read "Temporarily Closed" was prominently displayed at the entrance of the venue.

"Is Mr. Zhang Qian not here?" Zhao Qian asked with some regret.

"Not necessarily." Qin Lang shook his head. "Did you hear anything?"

sound?

Everyone fell silent at the same time, and soon they noticed faint shouts coming from the side of the venue.

They hurried toward the direction from which the sound came and soon came to a small artificial lake. On the lake, a fishing boat was moving quickly, with five figures on board shouting slogans and paddling enthusiastically.

"One, two, one, two! Invincible in the snowstorm!"

"One, two, one, two! Take down East Lake!"

Seeing this, Qin Lang and the others were dumbfounded.

"Are they preparing for the Fish Boat Festival?" Zuo Ge muttered to himself. "They look like a formidable opponent."

"Indeed, it's not weak." Qin Lang quickly came to his senses.

After his initial confusion, he has now come to his senses.

People from all walks of life participate in the Fish Boat Festival, and it's perfectly normal for students from the Wind and Snow Spirit Arena to represent the arena.

Every team participating in the Fish Boat Tournament has its own name. Qin Lang's team of five is called the Little Rainbow Team. If nothing unexpected happens, the team currently participating in the Snowstorm Spirit Arena should be called the Snowstorm Team, which corresponds to their slogan. However…

What the heck is this "draining East Lake" nonsense?

“If I remember correctly, the staff from Donghu Crab Farm will also be participating in this Fish Boat Festival.” Zhao Qian suddenly remembered something and whispered, “And Ren Xi will be leading the team herself.”

"Their team name seems to be 'Donghu Team'."

"Could there be some conflict between the fishing boat teams from Donghu Crab Farm and the fishing boat teams from Fengxue Lingdou Arena?" Cao Dongdong wondered.

“I’ve never heard of that before.” Zhao Qian shook her head slightly.

As they were talking, the fishing boat quickly arrived not far in front of them. After skillfully stopping the boat, a figure jumped off the boat and jogged towards them. It was a handsome and sunny young man.

"Hello~" the boy greeted Qin Lang and the others with a smile, "Are you here to learn how to fight with Ice-type Food Spirits, or something else?"

"Hello, we're here to see Mr. Zhang Qian for the Spirit Bearer assessment." Zhao Qian temporarily put aside her doubts and took the initiative to speak. "Is Mr. Zhang Qian here?"

"So it's a Spirit Bearer assessment." The boy looked enlightened, then his face showed some difficulty. "Your timing is a bit off. My dad just left not long ago."

"Oh right, I almost forgot to introduce myself." The boy pointed to himself, "My name is Zhang Yi, and Zhang Qian is my dad."

"Has Mr. Zhang Qian gone out?" Qin Lang asked with some regret. "Could you tell us where he went and when he will be back?" "I can't say where he went," Zhang Yi shook his head. "Because my father went to carry out work assignments for the association."

“But I do know when he’ll be back,” Zhang Yi smiled. “My dad said before he left that he’d be back for dinner tonight.”

"Judging by the time, we'll be back in four or five hours at most."

Qin Lang nodded in understanding.

Since Mr. Zhang Qian was on a mission for the association, they shouldn't disturb him. For now, it seemed that the only option was to wait here.

Seemingly sensing Qin Lang's thoughts, Zhang Yi took the initiative to speak up, "The Fish Boat Festival is coming soon, and our Lingdou Hall students are preparing for it. We also have an idle fish boat. Would you like to play with it?"

"Okay!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Dongdong took the initiative to speak up, "We also happen to have signed up for the Fishing Boat Competition, and we have some spare fishing boats. We can have a competition."

After several days of hard training, he is now very confident in himself.

"Oh?" Zhang Yi's eyes lit up and he smiled.

"That's even better!"

"You bastard..." Zhao Qian rolled her eyes, but the thought of having to wait here for several hours made her somewhat tempted.

Since we're just killing time anyway, we might as well have a comparison and see how well they've mastered their fishing boats.

Soon Zhang Yi led Qin Lang and the other four to a corner of the artificial lake, where a standard-sized fishing boat was moored. However, upon closer inspection, one would find that the fishing boat's shape was more aggressive, with its surface covered in ice-crack-like patterns.

“The fishing boat that’s not in use is called the Icebound,” Zhang Yi casually introduced. “The one we’re using now is called the Cold Wind.”

"These two fishing boats are similar in performance; they were both prepared by our Wind and Snow Spirit Arena for the fishing boat competition."

After giving a brief introduction, Zhang Yi smiled and waved to Qin Lang and the others, "To be fair, you should get used to this fishing boat first."

"Then, let's have a match!"

After saying that, he turned and went back to his fishing boat team.

"The Icebound..." Qin Lang reached out and stroked the exterior paint of the Icebound fishing boat. The cool touch gave him a sudden jolt.

"Come on up and give it a try." With that, Qin Lang was the first to board the fishing boat and settle in.

The other four people skillfully boarded the boat and quickly began paddling in perfect unison.

Different fishing boats have certain differences. After circling the nearby lake, Qin Lang and the others finally got a feel for it.

They returned to the starting point of the artificial lake, and not far from them, the Cold Wind had also returned to its starting point.

"Are you all ready?" Zhang Yi waved to Qin Lang. "If you're ready, we'll start simultaneously after a three-count down!"

Qin Lang nodded to the four of them and shouted.

"no problem!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yi raised his hand high.

"three…"

"two…"

"one…"

"start!"

(End of this chapter)