<h4>Chapter Ch107 - Provincial Competition – Pdin</h4>


    <i>trantor: xiin


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    <i> editor: kara</i>


    Just before the game began, when the two yers were shaking hands, a certain someone finally arrivedte.


    At the time, Forgetting Worries was in a good state and had a very proper smile on his face as he leant in to say something.


    At this time, Tyron suddenly heard an inconspicuous sound among the cheers from all the people at the scene.


    He looked over very naturally and saw a small private aircraft flying in amidst the fireworks for the finalpetition and docking at the top of the auditorium. A momentter, Victor came out from within.


    Victor leapt down directly from the aircraft carrying a small suitcase with him. He trotted through the huge crowd and walked over to the front of the stage, squeezing into his family seat.


    His eyes and eyebrows rxed with his sigh of relief. After cing the suitcase away, he naturally looked for his male god on the stage.


    His male god also bowed his head to look at him. Both of them were relieved.


    It was a pity that there wasn’t a chance for them to talk. At this time, the atmosphere in the venue was very heated.


    The randomized map from the system had alsoe out: The Roc’s Back.


    The screen had only just disyed the words, and everyone digested it for a second. The audience was the first to react, their thoughts moving even faster than thementators.


    The audience: “Oh! Wow! AHHH––!!!”


    The cheers were so loud that everyone almost thought that the champion had been determined.


    The rainy day cult was delighted with the news, their hearts filled with joy as they celebrated from wherever they were in the world, running off to inform everyone else––because the Roc’s Back was a half-flight, half-sea map!


    This meant that it didn’t have to rain, and the yers would still likely get wet...


    The femalementator also gave a shrill scream, causing the malementator to hurriedly start exining to cover up her gaffe, “Oh! A very flexible map. When the map’s main body is the Peng, it’ll fly up in the sky, and the objects that fall onto the field will allow contestants to fly for 7 seconds. When the Kun appears at random in the second minute, they’ll swim along the sea bottom. The objects on the map will keep the contestants from suffocating for 20 seconds. Generally speaking, both types of dropped objects are strategic resources thatpetitors need to strive for. After all, flight is an important advantage...”


    The femalementator was unable to hide her excitement and added, “Odin’s disadvantages have been offset slightly. Don’t forget that he’s an expert in aerialbat, and his talents are on full disy in the air.”


    Both yers had their own characteristics.


    Forgetting Worries had ssic Germanic features. He was blond, blue-eyed, and wore the pdin’s gold and white professional gear, and viewers could sense the holy light when they saw it as though there was also a halo behind his head.


    Odin’s clothing was much more low-key. His cape danced in the wind from their high-altitude positions, and his straight, long legs enhanced his figure. He didn’t need to show his face, and just his quiet and proud figure alone was like a painting in itself as he stood there.


    The fifth second after the countdown began, both people entered a battle state at the same time.


    Even the audience outside of the scene could feel the aura of battle at this moment, and the public screen coincidentally fell quiet.


    At this time, Forgetting Worries’s smile waspletely gone. He pulled out his weapon from his back––he used a gun, a Western-style long-barrelled gun that was around two meters long. Because it was quite thin, it was extremely light, and due to the magnificent enchantment patterns on it, it was also unusually strong.


    Forgetting Worries also had a short sword that was currently pinned to his waist. Based on his style, he wouldn’t draw his de unless he came within closebat range, because he could only use one short sword technique, which was a drawing technique. Even so, it was enough for Forgetting Worries, whose primary weapon was the long gun––because, the technique itself was powerful.


    The countdown ended!


    The two contestants came forth at the same time. They didn’t use any techniques and instead tacitly exchanged a wave of tentative attacks.


    The well-prepared malementator quickly said, “Alright then, Contestant Odin didn’t hide himself at the start of the fight! ... They’re mutually testing each other out! They broke up very quickly, and neither of them lost any health!”


    Their actions just now had been very interesting, but the malementator didn’t have enough time to break it down in detail at the moment, because Odin and Forgetting Worries had pulled away after this brief encounter, pausing for about a second before shing again.


    This time, a small amount of faith had been integrated into the tip of Forgetting Worries’s gun. A little bit of golden light could be seen in the air, creating a beautiful arc as it moved. It seemed to be very slow, but in fact, it quickly met with Odin’s double des!


    Only the ng of metal impacting could be heard continuously. Forgetting Worries advanced and retreated while Odin’s figure was more flexible,nding two small sets ofbos over a short period of time, three-hit and four-hit.


    However, Forgetting Worries didn’t fall into a de fight, because when his faith was injected into the tip of the gun, the arcs left by the light could remain in the air as an entity that helped him resist the attacks. When necessary, he hadn’t hesitated to lose a little health in order to avoid letting Odin pull him into his pace.


    After all, there was still a restraint from their respective upations. Odin was also ying steadily and didn’t give Forgetting Worries a chance to use up his health. He also didn’t try to force a fight.


    At this moment, the arc of light left traces in the air thatsted for two seconds during which Odin also created a spark-like explosion every time he shed with the tip of the gun.


    For a time, the fireworks seemed blurred, and the glow was like pure white neon light.


    Seven seconds of the game passed steadily like this, and the second golden feather had already appeared on the Peng’s back.


    However, neither yer seemed to have any intention of diverting their attention. They were keeping a close eye on their opponent––this was a time when neither could allow themselves to be the first to show a w.


    In lower-levelpetitions, everyone looked for an opportunity to y their own routines and fight a series of directbat. However, in higher-levelpetitions, yers focused more on looking for mistakes or ws in their opponents rather than opportunities for themselves. There were two reasons for this: one was that when expertspete, every drop of blood was enough for their opponent to turn the tables, and secondly, experts at the top level were all good at counterattacking and breaking routines. At the peak levels, no routine was foolproof. It was better to wait for an opponent to begin their routine before fighting back.


    So, who would be the first to find ws in this game?


    The audience didn’t have to hold their breath for too long!


    All of a sudden, there was a moment when everyone heard only a slightly extended ‘ng’ as Odin’s phantom-like des suddenly crossed together. The point where they intersected was exactly where the tip of the gun hit!


    At this moment, the malementator had just enough time to shout, “Opportunity!”


    Everything happened in a sh.


    Forgetting Worries didn’t hesitate to draw his sword!


    He only had one sword-drawing technique, but it allowed him to draw his sword both fast and powerfully! This sword move was quite simr to the way Odin drew his des, and the cold light left in the de’s wake carved out an arc in everyone’s retinas.


    However, it did not work, because even if the sword was moved like lightning, Odin could still move faster than him.


    ––sh!


    Odin turned into a sh of light and prated Forgetting Worries’s body, instantlying to a stop directly behind him––an extremely advantageous position.


    Even when faced with this speed that went beyond godly limits, Forgetting Worries wasn’t far behind. His holy long-barrelled gun immediately stabbed behind him even as he flipped forward in the air to pull back. The tip of the gun swept up from the ground, the holy light rising from the surface and streaking into the air to form a rainbow-shaped sacred mark––


    A technique like this could defend Forgetting Worries from the front or back, and it was the perfect coping skill for the straight-line puncture technique that was sh. If Odin wanted to continue to use sh, he would have to pay a certain price in blood.


    Odin’s reactions were extremely fast as he shot out a round of darts while retreating, scraping away 5% of Forgetting Worries’s health.


    At this time, the two of them separated again.


    This exchange wasn’t too fast or too slow. Compared to Odin’s storm-like de-wielding speed, it could only be considered moderate, but it was still very eye-catching whenpared to an ordinary game.


    The malementator only had enough time to sum it up now, “Odin disarmed him, and Forgetting Worries drew his de to deal with it. Then, Odin used sh to dodge and move away while Forgetting Worries dealt with the sh attack. Odin retreated wisely and finally took away a small amount of health. In thest second, they’ve exchanged over four moves at the speed of light... If any mistakes were made, or they were even 0.1 second slower, what we would be looking at now would definitely have been a set ofbos.”


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    The two of them switched positions and confronted each other again.


    They maintained a perfect distance of 1.5 meters between them. It was just out of range for the long-barrelled gun and far enough that neither side would push forward to directlyunch an attack.


    Even when Odin suddenly raised his daggers, Forgetting Worries carefully created a pattern with his gun and used the light arc to create an instant defense for himself.


    However, he soon found out that it had been an act!


    Odin made a false move and instantly shed backwards.. His hand grasped the falling object that had just shown up on the map––the Peng’s feather!


    As the feather turned into a streak of light in his palm, a shining pair of huge green and gold wings appeared behind Odin’s back.


    Forgetting Worries’s reactions weren’t slow either, but he was slightly limited by his own movement skills and was only able to touch another feather after Odin’s special effects ended.


    The malementator shouted, “It’s a chance for an aerial raid!” Indeed, Odin had practically alreadypleted his attack!


    The huge green and gold wings rushed in first, attacking fiercely from behind. Even Forgetting Worries hadn’t expected that it would be a wing attack––


    Other than Odin, there was no other yer who could control the wings so freely to the point where they couldunch up into high-speed flight almost instantly, stop in an instant, and initiate an attack with their wings!


    Forgetting Worries’s defensive skill wasn’t very useful, because the main purpose of Odin’s wings pping was to beat him backwards.


    There was no doubt that the repulsion force would shake his center of gravity, and in the moment when his center of gravity shifted, a sh of light had already prated through himpletely.