Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 280 Hot-blooded Idiot

Leng Liming's tone was firm, as if he was comforting himself, and as if he was encouraging the other party.

"As long as it's An An, there will be absolutely no problem!"

As long as you dare to stand on the field, you are great!

Although the two men had different concerns, Hiroki still received strong encouragement from the other.

He took a deep breath, hugged Leng Liming back, and turned around resolutely:

"I'm on it!"

"Come on, An An!"

"be careful."

Compared with the two little guys, Yun Xianhe's reaction can be said to be very calm.

Watching Hiroki step out that door, to greet the sunshine, cheers and encouragement, new challenges... the hero chuckled.

In everyone's eyes,

This child who dares to step onto the court has already become a little warrior.

Standing on the field, Hiroki tried to calm himself down.

The opponent is very strong.

At least according to Noah's Ark's analysis, Hiroki's winning rate is not high at this stage.

but……

He is not here to prove that he can win.

This competition is to prove his learning results to his friend who taught him - to the brave man!

Hiroki let out a long breath, and as the referee shouted "Ready!", he raised his sword and looked at his opponent sharply.

"start!"

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"Why are you watching here?"

"Before the game, it's best if the two players don't meet each other."

Chu Ziye shrugged and followed Yun Xianhe to lean against the wall at the entrance of the arena.

"I didn't say we couldn't meet, I just worried we might get into a fight outside."

"Hahaha, in that case the audience would be quite pitiful. The contestants would just finish the competition offline, and they would spend money to watch it in vain."

Chu Ziye remained silent upon hearing this.

Cheers came from the stadium, covering up the sound of the wind blowing through the doorway, and the heat was comparable to the heat of midsummer.

The brave man raised his head, half of his face exposed to the sun, his eyes looked up at the sky, and he spoke softly:

"Sugar cubes."

"Ok?"

"Sugar cubes."

"Ah."

"Sugar cubes."

"what happened?"

Chu Ziye turned his head to look at Yun Xianhe, and seeing that he had no intention of saying anything else, he raised his eyebrows slightly:

"what happened to you?"

"No, I just wanted to call you."

Yun Xianhe smiled at everyone standing in the sunlight and lowered his eyes slightly.

Chu Ziye, who was not very sensitive, did not notice Yun Xianhe's distraction. He just flicked his finger on the other's forehead:

"Call me Midnight."

"Candy lumps—"

The elongated ending made Chu Ziye break out in a cold sweat and shiver uncomfortably.

He saw Yun Xianhe's evil smile and pretended to be scared and hid to the side:

"I told you not to look at me like that, I don't like men!"

Without a second's seriousness, he added:

"Do you think that your emotional offensive will make me relax in the competition? Even if you want to confess, you have to wait until the competition is over!"

"Pfft! You, hahahahahaha!"

The brave man looked at Chu Ziye, who had a fierce look on his face, with a helpless look, as if he had heard something incomprehensible.

"How could you think of such a thing?"

"Do you really have this idea?"

Looking at Chu Ziye, whose face was full of gossip, Yun Xianhe raised his knife and smashed it on the other's forehead:

"What the hell! You know it clearly."

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding. After all, isn't Mr. Bai a successful case?"

Chu Ziye touched the tip of his nose feeling a little guilty.

He looked at the person next to him who was much more lively than before, and seemed to sigh:

"But it's not bad. You seem to be much more popular now than before."

"Hey, that's a weird thing to say. But I'm really curious, why did you walk straight towards me in the first place?"

When asked, Chu Ziye's eyes wandered.

He scratched the hair on the back of his head and said vaguely:

"that……"

"Ok?"

"Well, I can't help it. You looked too easy to bully when you were a kid. I was afraid that you would be kidnapped by human traffickers. As a righteous adventurer, of course I have to protect the weak!"

Chu Ziye’s words are righteous!

Yun Xianhe looked at the other person speechlessly, his eyes full of "Do you want to listen to what I'm saying, kid?"

This is Shangshi City.

Human traffickers? If they were found, they would be beaten to death on the spot, right?

Which human trafficker is so desperate to come all the way here to steal children?

Chu Ziye, knowing that his reasons were irrational, stiffened his neck:

"When I was a kid, I was full of passion and wanted to practice the spirit of an adventurer. Is that wrong?"

"Candy, you are also obsessed with looks, right?"

"no!"

This reaction is definitely...

Chu Ziye realized that his reaction was a bit too extreme, and then explained seriously:

"Well, maybe at first, but then it was because you were so skilled."

Yun Xianhe smiled meaningfully.

Chu Ziye felt uncomfortable being watched, and turned his head away while muttering:

"Who doesn't want a cute little brother... Really, he doesn't have a face that would bring disaster to the country, so why is it so easy for people to get close to him? Is it his eyes? Or is it his temperament?"

“I can hear you.”

"I heard it, so I heard it. She's pretty and I can't let you look at her a few more times? I'll just look at her, I'll just look at her!"

Maybe there was no one around, our strong man nature was exposed, and we turned into a child in a second.

Yun Xianhe looked at Chu Ziye who was staring at him with a helpless look, and gave him a slap on the head with his finger.

"Why do you always look so fierce?"

"I can't help it! They are always pestering me to compete, ask for advice, and even come to ask for autographs and take pictures. I don't even have time to practice!"

Chu Ziye looked very sad when he talked about this.

He was a sunny and cheerful boy, but he was forced to become expressionless. Only in this way could he have time to communicate with his beloved martial arts.

The aggrieved person kept muttering, like a big dog bullied by outsiders.

Yun Xianhe held back his laughter and patted the other person's shoulder to comfort him.

"The winner! Traveler Xian'an!"

"Ohhhhhh!!!"

Unprecedented cheers broke out in the arena.

Yun Xianhe and Chu Ziye looked at each other.

They knew it was their turn to play next.

"I will definitely beat you this time!"

The high-spirited young man smiled confidently and flamboyantly.

The brave man standing in the shadows under the wall curled his lips and smiled:

"Then see you on the field."

The two of them bumped fists at the boundary between light and shadow.

Then they each walked towards the waiting room.

When Yun Xianhe returned to the waiting room, he saw two little guys jumping around excitedly.

"I won! Xianhe, did you see that?"

"I saw it - I saw it at the entrance of the Colosseum. Very well done, little adventurer."

After receiving Yun Xianhe's affirmation, Hongshu smiled brightly, turned around and continued talking to Leng Liming.

"The finals of the "Warrior's Proof" have officially begun! Both teams are invited to take the stage!"

The host's voice came from outside the door, and Yun Xianhe rubbed Hongshu's head:

"I'm going."

"come on!"

"Come on big brother!"

The dazzling sunlight dazzled my vision, and deafening cheers filled the world.

The scene was perfectly reproduced, and the bustling atmosphere was the same as before.

"Ohhhhhh! Come on, traveler!"

"Go Chu Ziye! Show these outsiders our Shangshi City's genius!"

Yun Xianhe and Chu Ziye stepped onto the stage and took out their weapons from the mustard seed space almost at the same time.

Looking at the two black-bladed swords in the opponent's hands, Chu Ziye was slightly stunned.

He looked down at his two knives, then carefully looked at the one in Yun Xianhe's hand. The corners of his mouth twitched, as if he had seen something strange.

"Where did you get this knife?! Why is it exactly the same as mine?"

The blade is pure black, and the handle is wrapped with white bandages.

But Chu Ziye's looks newer.

The blade of the knife in Yun Xianhe's hand was obviously worn out, and it looked like it had been used for a long time.

The hero did not reply immediately.

He just looked at his friend who was not yet a warrior standing in the light opposite him and chuckled:

"Someone gave it to me."

A hot-blooded fool.