Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Hey, you're not going to have a generational contest with me, are you?"

The generational contestants in the front seats were both injured (?), with bruised faces and noses, and their hands folded across their chests as they watched the game off the field.

You say they don't get along, but they have such damn good understanding.

Chu Ziye thought about it carefully and felt that he and Yun Xianhe were not yet at the point where they would fight as soon as they met.

He shrugged his shoulders, with a paralyzed face, and said in a relaxed tone:

"I just want to see the difference between the apprentices I taught and the ones you taught."

"Hey - isn't it fun to compete with me personally?"

"Of course! ...You're right. Forget it, forget it. Don't run away this afternoon!"

"That is, is there a possibility that your opponent this afternoon is not me?"

Chu Ziye suddenly remembered this and slapped his forehead hard. The crisp sound startled Leng Chaoyang who was lying down.

Why did the boss suddenly go crazy? ?

"So who is your opponent this afternoon?"

Yun Xianhe raised his hand and pointed to the side:

"Here he lies."

“?…What the hell?!”

Leng Chaoyang, who suddenly remembered this matter, sat up suddenly, and then successfully met the gaze of the younger generation of leaders in their Shangshi City.

The expression of facial paralysis added a cooling effect to the other person's originally fiery eyes.

So much so that Leng Chaoyang felt that the boss was glaring at him fiercely (? ).

From the conversation just now, Leng Chaoyang could hear that the boss really wanted to compete with the traveler next to him, and the two seemed to be friends who had not seen each other for a long time.

And his current existence is just a stumbling block (?) that disturbs other people's reminiscing.

"That, that..."

Leng Chaoyang hesitated for a long time and didn't know what to say.

You can’t change your opponent in this game!

Unless he can't play, wait! The boss doesn't want to PK offline now? !

"You must give your all in the competition this afternoon."

"Yes!"

What do you mean?

Chu Ziye earnestly told Leng Chaoyang to work hard! It would be best if he could knock Yun Xianhe down directly!

Leng Chaoyang, who was entrusted with an important task (?), looked at Yun Xianhe's half-smile and half-smile, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Go all out?

Why did he suddenly feel that trying his best was enough?

"Come on, I'll treat you to a meal after the competition."

Is there such a good thing?

Leng Chaoyang stole a glance at Yun Xianhe who was watching the game, looked at his fragile body, and gritted his teeth:

"it is good!"

Although I don’t know what the situation is between them, but there is free food, no, there is encouragement from the big boss!

He will definitely succeed!

Yun Xianhe looked at Leng Chaoyang, who was full of fighting spirit after being comforted by a few words, and raised his hand to point at Chu Ziye:

"You've gone bad."

Chu Ziye did not comment on this. He crossed his arms across his chest and resumed his bossy demeanor. His expressionless face looked unfathomable:

“It’s just to encourage the players. You have to try your best too.”

"Hahahahaha."

Try your best? Then all the people in the arena combined wouldn't be enough for him to beat.

"The winner! Traveler Xian'an!"

The host's words shocked the audience.

"Traveler? Wow, this kid is capable! Looks like he's planning on climbing the tower?"

"Not necessarily. What if they are just taking a vacation to gain experience and are passing by?"

"That's true, but those swords just now were really sharp!"

The audience enjoyed the show very much.

Hiroki was still trying to calm his breathing as he walked off the court.

The shirt under the leather armor was soaked with sweat, the hair at the temples was wet and stuck to the skin, and his cheeks were flushed.

This was a narrow victory.

Even if the skills have improved under Yun Xianhe's guidance, the gap in physical strength and physique cannot be made up overnight.

"An An, you are so handsome!"

Leng Liming had been waiting at the exit of the competition arena. When he saw Hongshu coming over, he rushed over like a cannonball.

As a result, Hiroki lost his balance due to exhaustion and they both fell to the ground.

At this moment, Hongshu understood why Leng Chaoyang was grimacing when he was hit yesterday.

"Sorry, sorry! An An, are you okay?!"

"…fine,"

Leng Liming helped Hongshu up swiftly and carried him out, still muttering to himself.

"I watched the whole thing carefully just now! You swung your sword and dodged it in a flash, and just like that, you won!"

The child's eyes were sparkling, as if he had seen someone he admired very much.

Hiroki has received a lot of praise before, but he has never been as satisfied as he is now.

Because he could feel that no matter whether it was Leng Liming at this moment, the pirates who had been with him for two months before, or the brave man, the praise from these people was sincere.

It is a compliment without ulterior motive.

"Without Li Li's encouragement, I would not be able to defeat the opponent."

"Eh?! Me?! Really?"

Looking at Leng Liming who seemed to have heard something unbelievable, Hongshu smiled and replied solemnly:

"Yes, thank you Lili."

"Hey, hey, hey - no, no, An An, you're the best. By the way, do we still need to go to the audience seats to watch the next game?"

"Okay."

·

"Congratulations on winning - here's a reward."

A bottle of iced soda was placed in front of him.

In the restaurant, Hongshu looked at Yun Xianhe who was sitting opposite him and smiled helplessly:

"I thought you forgot about me."

"how come?"

The hero raised an eyebrow, leaned on the table with his chin supported by one hand, and spoke in a relaxed tone with a smile,

"I'm just giving you space to grow, okay? Are you having fun with your new friends?"

"happy."

Hiroki replied subconsciously, and then added seriously:

"very happy."

"Hahaha, just be happy. Are you going to watch my game this afternoon? My opponent is Liming's brother."

“Will you release the water?”

"That's impossible. That's disrespectful to the opponent."

Yun Xianhe flipped through the menu on the table and said casually:

"But don't worry, I will lower my own strength level to the appropriate level."

With the strength you had when you first came here, challenge this warrior certificate again.

Hiroki was not surprised at all.

He carefully recalled the games of the past two days and felt a little emotional:

"There are so many types of weapons that adventurers can use."

"Yeah, as long as it's handy, even an iron rod or a brick picked up from the street can be used as a weapon."

"……brick?"

"There are weapon shops that can customize all kinds of bricks, and even have anti-lost positioning functions, but that's another price."

Hiroki's mouth twitched when he heard this, but he didn't ask why bricks could prevent loss.

"Do you know a lot of weapons?"

"Of course, you want to see me use other weapons?"

Hiroki pinched his fingers and nodded slightly.

"May I?"

"Of course, let me think about it."

After handing the menu with the dishes outlined on it to the waiter, Yun Xianhe turned his head to look at the pedestrians of all kinds outside the window and muttered vaguely:

"Is Liming's brother good at spears?"

·

"Welcome back to the Warriors' Proof competition!"

The atmosphere at the high-level competition was heated.

Leng Chaoyang looked at Yun Xianhe who came on stage empty-handed and raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Where's your weapon?"

"You use a spear?"

"Ah? Oh, no?"

Before he finished speaking, Leng Chaoyang's mouth twitched as he watched Yun Xianhe pull out a spear from the mustard seed space.

"I haven't used it for a while, so I'm a little rusty."

Yun Xianhe made two gun dances trying to get a feel for the shot.

Leng Chaoyang on the opposite side looked Yun Xianhe up and down as if he had seen a ghost.

The weapon this guy used yesterday was a long sword, right?

And if I'm not mistaken, the guy in front of him is smaller than him, right?

It can't be that the weapons are fully refined? !

How is that possible! It's not easy for a person to master one type of weapon to perfection! If he mastered all of them...

Leng Chaoyang shuddered and suddenly understood what Chu Ziye meant by going all out.

Boss, what kind of combat power ceiling do you want me to go all out against?

"Okay, I'm ready."

The referee glanced at Leng Chaoyang, and after seeing him nod, he took two steps back, raised his hand and shouted, "Start!"

Next to the guardrail on the side of the stands, Leng Liming and Hongshu were cheering for their brother at the same time.

Yun Xianhe didn't look at Hongshu. He just moved his shoulders casually and shouted before taking action:

"Watch well and study hard."

Then he raised his hand and chopped diagonally!