Genshin Impact: Opening a store to draw cards is exciting

"The fight is really intense, Jing Yuan, why don't you place a bet and see who will win this round? After all, these two usually fight back and forth. What do you think?"

"I think... Young Master's chance of winning may be greater. Although this battle does not restrict the use of any special weapons, I have seen that Young Master activate the complete Demon King Armor. Yan Qing cannot catch up with that speed for the time being."

This is true, but Tartaglia would not use the Demon King's Armament to deal with Yan Qing every time he confronts him.

That kind of thing is very time-consuming. If you use it for too long, you will probably die.

All I can say is that when Tartaglia really needs to fight with all his might, it will take a long time.

At this moment, the two sides collided violently again. As the swords collided, the figures of both sides were thrown backwards at the same time.

Tartaglia's figure almost fell out of the ring, but he managed to keep himself steady.

Yan Qing immediately thrust his sword into the ground, cutting a long distance before he could barely steady himself.

"Sure enough, after such a long battle, even without using the Demon King Armor, Tartaglia can still fight Yan Qing on equal terms."

Chen Xiao held his chin and looked at the battlefield not far away, while Jing Yuan naturally did not say anything, and just watched the arena in front of him quietly.

Yan Qing covered his chest and couldn't help but tremble.

There was a feeling of numbness all over his body, and Tartaglia was trembling all over. A chill surged into his body without him knowing when.

At this moment, he felt as if his body was frozen.

"Amazing, amazing! Master Young Master has made such rapid progress. It seems that I have been too lazy in the past."

In fact, if Yan Qing heard that the young master was ranked last among the Fatui, it would be impossible for him not to look down on him and let him go.

But after these days of contact, he found that the young master was not as simple as he seemed.

His learning ability is not weaker than mine, and is even much better than mine.

At this moment, he had a sense of urgency that he was being closely pursued.

But I became even more excited.

Perhaps only after fighting side by side, or becoming stronger together, will you gradually have this feeling.

Yan Qing didn't want to lose to Tartaglia, and Tartaglia naturally had no intention of giving up.

However, in public, being able to use the evil eye was already his limit, and the Demon King's Armor would only be activated when he had no other choice.

It was just a ring match, and he felt that his use of the Eye of God and the Evil Eye was already enough of a foul.

If we continue, it will be an unfair duel.

At this time, both sides continued to flash their figures and rushed towards each other.

The two sides clashed with swords again, and the surrounding arena was shaking continuously.

The lightning flashed out dazzling sword lights, and the sword light emitting cold air kept colliding with it.

In that sky, an explosion of thunder and frost like hell broke out.

The figures of both sides flashed back and forth in the air several times, and then Tartaglia was knocked to the ground, and the blade made of elemental power in his hand disintegrated.

Yan Qing took advantage of the victory and pursued him. Six flying swords surrounded him and formed a sword formation, trapping Tartaglia inside and cutting off his escape route.

Yan Qing swung the flying sword in his hand, stepped on it, and dived directly downwards.

A sword pierced through the clouds and arrived in front of Tartaglia in an instant.

But the next moment-

Water elements covered by thunder suddenly began to condense in Tartaglia's empty hands.

The purple thunder mixed with the water flow actually turned into a strange thunder sword at this moment.

In an instant, Yan Qing seemed to feel a chill from the bottom of his heart.

But this sword swooped down, leaving no way to retreat. He could only grit his teeth and strike with the sword without regret. This sword would be the one that decided the outcome.

However, Jing Yuan, who was watching the fight at the edge of the ring, shook his head helplessly.

"Sometimes, avoiding the sharp edge is also a compulsory course, Yanqing, you are still too young."

"You can see, General Jingyuan, what the sword in Tartaglia's hand contains."

"Very familiar, very familiar... Well, if that sword was made of frost, it might be even more familiar."

In an instant, sword lights crossed, and countless ice dust and lightning exploded again between the figures of both sides.

The smoke obscured most of the surrounding vision, but within a short time, the figures of the two people appeared in the surroundings.

Tartaglia covered his bleeding shoulder and gasped for breath.

Even the evil eye could not be maintained any longer, so he put it back on his head.

Since Tartaglia was in a bad condition, Yan Qing was even worse off.

All six flying swords fell to the ground, and he himself had a cut on his chest and abdomen.

Blood was flowing, and streaks of lightning were constantly flashing in it.

"It seems that the winner has been decided."

Chen Xiao stood up and raised his finger. Suddenly, a emerald green light illuminated the surroundings, infusing all the surrounding life energy into the bodies of the two.

And when he stood up and healed, it meant that the fight was over.

There is no doubt that Tartaglia did win, although it was a narrow victory, but such a victory is unquestionable.

Everyone was applauding, but they were just feeling excited because of the wonderful fight between the two.

Although Tartaglia was not popular, the fact that he was invited to the competition meant that he was qualified to fight on behalf of the people of Teyvat.

The affairs of the Immortal Boat were not kept secret to begin with, and this battle made people realize that the people of the Immortal Boat were probably not weaker than them.

"In fact, to be more specific, Tartaglia's attack was quite clever. If he hadn't been baptized by Mirror Style's sword, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to deliver the final blow."

Chen Xiao sat back in his seat and watched Yan Qing and Tartaglia bump fists against each other.

It seems that they don't care about the outcome of the fight. As long as they have enough fun, it's enough for them to reminisce.

Jing Yuan on the side looked at it but didn't say anything.

"If he had not been stimulated by Yan Qing's sword intent at the end, perhaps he himself would not understand why he was able to strike out with such a sword. He had already gained some understanding when he first fought with Jing Liu, but he himself could not truly comprehend it."

Chen Xiao explained calmly, but it seemed that the more he thought about it, the more nervous he became.

Tartaglia can even comprehend some of the Mirror-style sword intent. If they fight a few more times, his progress might be much faster than Yan Qing.