Chapter 122 Chapter 122: Sandstorm? Glass Shard Storm!
Chapter 122: Sandstorm? Glass Shard Storm!
Longshe Lan's Secret Shop,
"Everyone, welcome to my shop. Here, we mainly sell weapons that are not so 'lethal'. All procedures are complete."
The rolling shutter door was pulled up, dust billowing out. Enesto led the way while explaining to the people behind him.
"You have quite a comprehensive selection here."
Lin Yuxia flipped through the shelves and took out a set of brass knuckles. The quality was decent, the kind of "divine weapon" used in street fights.
"Hahaha, because it's the peak tourist season in Dossoles right now, so I stocked up on more categories."
Taking off the sunglasses on his head, Enesto explained.
"Of course, since both of you are friends of the Mayor, feel free to take whatever you like. After all, some toys aren't worth much. I hope you all have a great time in Dossoles."
He wore a warm, sunny smile on his face, not overlooking anyone:
"Naturally, you two esteemed guests as well, feel free to pick anything. It's all free."
Chen Huijie didn't stand on ceremony. She picked up the weapons one by one, weighing them in her hand, but after trying them, she regretfully shook her head.
These things looked okay, but none could compare to that baseball bat. Suddenly, a "big guy" hanging on the wall caught her attention.
"A water cannon?"
It felt heavy in her hands. Even without water, its weight was quite substantial.
"Oh, Miss Chen has a good eye. This is a modified high-pressure water cannon retired from the Fire Department."
Enesto vaguely remembered this item.
"This one then."
With the water cannon for range and the baseball bat for close quarters, it was enough for Chen Huijie.
"You two should also take a few items. The opponents in the Extreme Challenge are quite formidable."
Enesto advised.
"Then I'll take this one."
Fiammetta, like Chen, chose a water cannon, but it was the rapid-fire type with a scope attached.
Who knows why a water cannon needs a scope...
"Biubiu~ Did it hit your heart?"
Fiammetta mimicked the sound of bullets firing with her mouth while playfully winking at Kevin.
"..."
"Alright, I really shouldn't have expected anything from a big ice block like you."
She sighed helplessly; the road to conquest was long and arduous.
"Sorry."
Kevin pondered for a moment before speaking.
"Kevin, you're not allowed to say sorry. You never owe me anything. On the contrary, I can never repay you enough. Or... how about repaying you with my body?"
Fiammetta seemed to have found another shortcut to repay her "debt," her eyes growing brighter as she spoke.
"Heh, no."
Just as Kevin's faint smile gave her a glimmer of hope, his next sentence plunged her into despair.
"Hmph!"
The Pozëmka was sunk. Her airplane ears drooped, exuding an aura of defeat everywhere.
"Sir, would you like to pick something too?"
"For weapons? No need. This is enough for me."
Kevin showed the baseball bat in his hand. Although it looked good, Enesto seriously doubted whether such a weapon could defeat the monsters in the Extreme Challenge.
"I don't need one either. I can use my own Arts Unit. Only someone like her who can't control her strength wants to change weapons."
"Hahaha, alright. Your own opinion is what matters most."
The group of four didn't seem like simple folks, nor did they seem arrogant. Enesto himself felt it didn't matter.
No need to worry on their behalf.
"Lin Yuxia."
"What do you want?"
The Rat King's daughter wouldn't indulge others, especially her "rival."
"I've had enough of you for a long time. I think you feel the same. How about we go to the training ground over there and have a match?"
"Heh, you'll lose."
"We haven't seen results yet. Don't talk big."
The tension between the two grew thick. This time, Pozëmka didn't step forward to stop or mediate between them.
Being perceptive and intelligent, she could naturally tell that both needed an outlet, in the simplest way possible.
"These two... will they be alright?"
Enesto quietly approached Kevin and inquired.
"They won't get hurt. Just take them there."
The man's tone was flat, but Enesto seemed to sense an unparalleled confidence that even infected him.
Training Ground,
"Kevin, who do you think will win?"
"Four-six split."
"Officer Chen six?"
"Mhm. If she can simply use that sword, four-six. If she masters it completely, two-eight."
Kevin briefly observed the two and drew his conclusion.
There was no absolute gap in strength between them. In real combat, various accidents often occur, leading the outcome down different paths.
Clang!
Chen didn't choose to draw Chi Xiao. Instead, she pulled out that baseball bat. Compared to that sometimes-working-sometimes-not sword, she felt the baseball bat in front of her was more suitable.
Her dragon tail dragged out a blue trail as she swung the bat, shattering all the glass fragments rushing towards her face.
"Huh? This stick?"
Lin Yuxia frowned. Although she hadn't expected a few pieces of glass to stop Chen Huijie, this was too easy.
That stick was strange. She instinctively distanced herself. A Caster getting close to a Guard wouldn't end well.
Although her hand-to-hand combat wasn't bad either, against Chen Huijie with a suitable weapon in hand, it was hard to say how long she could last.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Glass blades pinned themselves into the ground one after another. Chen's explosive speed was fast; Lin Yuxia's spells had difficulty aiming.
In less than two minutes, Chen closed in, and the baseball bat swung down fiercely.
Clang!
The mirror surface shattered, but a thin sword, concealed by the refracted light among countless fragments, shot out like a snake striking.
Fortunately, Chen's sharp intuition still played a role. She instinctively tilted her head back. The thin sword carried away a strand of hair, brushing past her.
Thump!
Both exchanged punches and kicks, each retreating two steps.
A smile appeared on Lin Yuxia's face. With a graceful gesture of her hand, the glass blades originally pinned in the ground instantly flew towards her direction, simultaneously enveloping Chen as well.
No blind spots, nowhere to escape!
Catching a glimpse of a cold glint from the corner of her eye, Chen's hair stood on end.
Swoosh!
Chi Xiao in its sheath was in her hand now, with the baseball bat on the other side.
The two weapons were almost whirled into a blur of light and shadow—a storm!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sword curtain was impenetrable, shredding the glass blades into pieces.
Bang!
The baseball bat snapped the thin sword in half mid-shaft, ultimately stopping perilously close to Lin Yuxia's crown. The gust of wind even lifted a few strands of her hair.
Lost?
No, not quite.
Chen frowned as she looked at the half-sword stopped beside her neck. She had been too careless.
"A draw. Next time I won't be so careless."
"Hmph, consider yourself lucky."
Both withdrew their things with tacit understanding.
"Ah Xia, your Arts are so beautiful! What exactly is this? Glass?"
Fiammetta asked curiously; it was crystal clear and very pretty.
"More accurately, it's sand. But it's different from the traditional usage methods of my elders at home."
Lin Yuxia was happy to answer such questions.
"Sand? Can you create a sandstorm then?"
"Does a glass shard storm count? More lethal."
Having just finished a match, she was clearly in a good mood and even joked about it.
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