Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 279 No problem!

"What the hell?!"

Leng Chaoyang quickly raised his hand to block.

He was caught off guard by Yun Xianhe's series of moves and retreated repeatedly.

The spear was as easy to control as an arm in the opponent's hand, so flexible that it seemed to have self-awareness.

The sharpened gun tip rubbed against the special metal gun barrel, making a sharp clanging sound.

Leng Chaoyang was no ordinary man either. Seeing the situation, he swung the spear upwards with all his strength and at the same time pulled his hand away.

After a brief feint, he approached again, reached out and grabbed the other end of the gun, taking back control of the weapon.

“That’s a good reaction.”

Seeing Leng Chaoyang react so quickly, Yun Xianhe became interested.

When he participated in the Warriors' Certificate competition, the player in this game was not Leng Chaoyang.

Leng Chaoyang, who had just gotten a chance to catch his breath, felt a chill down his spine.

He looked at Yun Xianhe who was staring at him. When he met those heterochromatic eyes, he felt as if he was being stared at by a large predatory cat.

“You have to focus during the game.”

"What, which city are you from?"

The moment I came to my senses, the spear was already in front of me.

Leng Chaoyang raised his hand to block, and the person on the opposite side explained why he did it while he was doing it. He looked so relaxed that he turned this game into a teaching game.

Chu Ziye's eyes lit up when Yun Xianhe took out the spear in the stands.

The more he watched, the more he wanted to try it. He wished he could just take his weapon and go up to replace Leng Chaoyang.

Wait a moment,

"Since he can use a spear... can he also use dual swords?"

Chu Ziye felt that he had discovered something incredible.

No! When it's his turn, Yun Xianhe must fight him with a knife no matter what!

When Leng Liming saw that his brother had almost no chance of fighting back under Yun Xianhe's hands, his mouth opened into an O shape out of shock, and his tone was somewhat unbelievable:

"So awesome... An An, your brother is so awesome!"

Although Leng Liming's brother looks weak, he is also among the top five among the younger generation in Shangshi City.

Hongshu on the side nodded. He was trying hard to learn and digest Yun Xianhe's movements and explanations.

It looks so cool! But it’s also hard to learn!

The game on the field became increasingly tense.

Yun Xianhe pressed forward step by step, and finally knocked the weapon out of the opponent's hand with a gun, and kicked him to the ground.

Everything went dark for a moment.

When Leng Chaoyang recovered and opened his eyes, what greeted him was a spear that was just three inches in front of his eyebrows.

The cold light flashing at the tip of the spear made him swallow, and he tried to shift his gaze away from it and look at the owner of the spear.

"You are good at using guns. If you train your strength a little bit, basically no one of your age can beat you except Chu Ziye."

"…good,"

"The game is over! The winner is the traveler Xianhe!"

There was a loud cheer at the scene.

Yun Xianhe swiftly put away his spear, reached out to pull Leng Chaoyang up from the ground, and bumped shoulders with him in a friendly manner.

The latter looked at Yun Xianhe who was beginning to walk off the field, and tightened the weapon he had just picked up:

"If there's a chance, I want to compete with you again!"

Yun Xianhe waved his hand without even turning his head: "I'm at your service anytime!"

After leaving the competition venue, Yun Xianhe saw Chu Ziye at a glance.

The other party strode over, raised his hand and punched him lightly on the shoulder:

"Good boy! I haven't seen you for a few years and your strength has greatly improved! You must show more serious strength to fight me in the next competition!"

Looking at his friend with sparkling eyes and excited tone, Yun Xianhe raised his chin towards him and smiled teasingly:

"Don't cry if you lose."

"Hey, hey! Who's crying?"

Chu Ziye felt a little embarrassed.

Noticing that someone seemed to be paying attention to them, he tried to regain his expressionless face, patted Yun Xianhe's shoulder, and looked mature and steady:

"Anyway, well done, keep it up."

"You should cheer up first."

Yun Xianhe pointed to the side.

Chu Ziye followed the direction and saw a group of waiting contestants who were staring at him eagerly, their eyes full of fighting spirit.

Seeing this, Chu Ziye didn't show any fear at all, but became excited instead.

"It looks like there's going to be a tough battle ahead."

"Don't get hurt."

"Just rest assured and wait."

While the two were talking, the game was over.

Chu Ziye patted Yun Xianhe on the shoulder, casually pulled out his double swords from the mustard seed space and went on the field.

Yun Xianhe stood at the edge of the arena, leaning his head lightly against the wall of the arena.

Looking at the opponent showing off his skills on the field, there was satisfaction in his heterochromatic eyes.

A hint of gloom flashed across his eyes, and then returned to normal in an instant.

He shifted his gaze from the other person to the clear and sunny sky in the distance.

"What a nice weather..."

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The "Warrior's Proof" competition lasted a whole week.

Apart from the preliminary rounds in the first two days,

On the third day, Yun Xianhe was lucky enough to get a bye from the 25 to 13 rounds.

On the fourth day, in the 13-to-7 match, he faced a heavy armored warrior holding a giant axe, and he responded with a giant sword;

On the fifth day, in the 7-to-4 match, he faced a rare adventurer who used a long stick, so he took out a baseball bat.

On the sixth day, in the semi-finals from top 4 to top 2, everyone saw him take out the long sword he had used in the preliminaries on the first day and knock down his opponent with a clean and swift move.

The audience was amazed by this. They didn't expect that there would be a genius of this magnitude among the young generation!

At this point, the final list has been decided.

a mysterious traveler named Xianhe who seems to be an all-rounder;

Chu Ziye, a local young genius.

On the other side, in the Little Warriors field, Hiroki also made it to the finals with his amazing brain and fairly agile skills.

Now it is day seven - the day of the finals!

"come on."

Before going on stage, Yun Xianhe carefully checked the leather armor on Hongshu, and after confirming that it was correct, he patted him on the shoulder to show encouragement.

Leng Liming on the side looked very nervous, even more nervous than Hongshu who was about to go on stage.

He carefully wiped the unsharpened Morning Breeze Sword with professionally maintained leather.

When he heard the referee calling Hiroki's name, he almost threw the sword in his hand.

"An, An An?! Is he calling you?"

"Seems to be."

Cheers that resounded through the sky could be heard coming in through the door of the waiting area. Even without watching, one could feel the enthusiasm.

Hongshu took a deep breath and took the sword from Leng Liming.

The third stop's BOSS level...

Success or failure? It doesn't seem to be very important anymore.

Can he give his best?

Can you demonstrate what you have learned, felt and grown in these days?

Leng Liming, with empty hands, looked at Hongshu with a tense mouth. He reacted a little slowly before he was able to break free from the feeling of nervousness for him.

Even he, a bystander, was so nervous, what about An An who was about to go on stage?

Thinking of this, Leng Liming stepped forward and gave his friend a big hug.

"no problem!"