Genshin Impact: Becoming Klee's Child Husband at the Beginning

"Ming? Just one word?" Paimon asked.

"Then he must be hiding his strength!"

Paimon's pretentious demeanor aroused the interest of several people, and Beidou asked, "Why do you think so?"

"Think about it, is Xiao a word?"

Everyone nodded.

"He's strong, right? Ming is also a word that shows that his strength is not as simple as it appears."

"Cut~"

After Paimon finished speaking, everyone was speechless. To judge someone's strength based on a name, Paimon must have read too many novels.

"Hey! What do you mean by that expression?" Paimon pouted in dissatisfaction.

Ying patted Paimon's head and said, "That's a good analysis. Don't analyze it again next time."

"Hmph! If you don't believe me, you'll regret it!" Paimon stomped his feet in the air angrily.

Not long after, the fighting competition officially began, and the first few games were competitions between ordinary people.

Most of them were just some fancy moves to bluff people, and everyone was tired of watching them.

The seventh game, Ming vs. Ping Xin.

When it came time for the long-awaited battle between the owners of the Eye of God, the enthusiasm of the people at the scene began to be ignited.

"Now the game begins!"

As the words fell, Ping Xin looked lazily at Ming, who was wearing a black robe, with a look of disdain on his face. He swung the spear in his hand, sending out a spray of gunfire and said mockingly:

"The one on the other side, I advise you to surrender quickly, lest I injure you severely."

Ming drew his sword silently, and the next moment he was in front of Pingxin. Pingxin's heart was alarmed, and his whole body was tense, no longer lazy. He dodged quickly. The knife just now almost passed by his hair. If he was a second later, his face would have been disfigured.

Everyone in the audience shouted, "The battle between the owners of the Eye of God is different from the previous ones."

"So fast!" Paimon exclaimed. She almost didn't see Ming's move as if he teleported. The next moment, the blade was already in front of you.

Tong Xin was very interested in this battle, which was much more interesting than the previous ones. She stared at the battle in front of her with her big eyes without blinking.

Ying felt a little pressured, as this speed was already on par with hers.

After Ping Xin dodged the attack, he quickly released his own fire element. The blazing flames on the spear gave Ping Xin a great boost of confidence. As he turned the spear, the flames formed a protective shield that wrapped him inside.

"Hahaha! I take back my contemptuous words. You are a match for me. Let me see your true strength."

When Ming saw that he used elemental power, he also released his own elemental power. A thin layer of frost attached to the blade. People in the audience who didn't understand thought that the black-robed guy was going to lose because of his momentum. How could he win when there was only a little bit of ice element attached and it was restrained by the fire element?

Beidou and Ying both know that a gorgeous appearance is useless, and mastery of the elements is the key to victory.

"The amount of ice element he can mobilize is enormous," Beidou said solemnly. (The Eye of God is merely an organ for transforming elements; the amount of transformation depends entirely on personal understanding.)

Ying nodded. He also noticed that Ming was unusual. "He has a murderous aura, and it's not low. His combat experience is definitely not low."

Ming swung the sword in his hand, and several sword energies whizzed towards Ping Xin. Ping Xin's pupils shrank slightly, and he used all his strength to drive the fire shield to resist.

However, the sword energy easily penetrated the fire shield and attacked Ping Xin directly.

Ping Xin dodged sideways, but was still grazed on the arm by one of the sword energies, and blood instantly dyed his sleeves red.

He gritted his teeth, secretly shocked: This guy is so powerful!

Before he could react, Ming came in front of him again the next moment. Pingxin hurriedly blocked him with his gun, but Ming's figure appeared behind him the next moment. The cold touch on his neck made him feel weak.

"I lost."

Ming turned around and put away his sword in one go, then slowly walked towards the audience. There were many strong people in the world and he could not guarantee that he would be able to get into the top three.

Ming was sitting very close to Ying and the others. Paimeng wanted to go up and say hello, but he didn't know how to start. The other party's unapproachable temperament really made Paimeng lose the courage to go up.

"The eighth match begins, Scaramucci vs. Yanyan."

A muscular and showy uncle with dyed yellow hair, wearing sexy green leather pants and flaming red lipstick successfully blinded everyone's eyes as soon as he appeared.

"Hi! Hello everyone!" Yan Yan also kissed the audience, successfully disgusting a group of them.

"Ah! My eyes are going blind!"

"Ah! Is this really someone from Liyue? How come I've never seen him before?"

"Uh~ I remember he was..."

"Shut up! We don't have such a person in Liyue, absolutely not!"

"Ah! Is Ying really from Liyue?" Paimon buried his head in Ying's arms and rubbed his eyes.

Ying, who has experienced many worlds, said that she had never seen such an eye-catching scene.

Tongxin also quickly covered her eyes with her little hands. Do you know how much psychological harm this kind of scene can cause to a minor!

The man opposite, wearing the same black robe as Ming, twitched his lips slightly and swung a wind blade with his hand, "Ant, you've successfully disgusted me."

Yan Yan successfully dodged it by twisting to the side, and turned around to throw a seductive glance, "Hey, little brother, you are so proactive, do you like me? I can be shy."

Beidou couldn't hold it in any longer. He turned to look at the girl in charge of registration and asked, "Where did this guy come from?"

"He should be the hunk from yesterday." The younger sister said uncertainly.

"This guy is considered a macho man!" Paimeng was shocked.

"Yesterday's hunk?" Beidou gave her a meaningful look.

The younger sister also realized the problem with her words and said with a blushing face: "It's not what you think, Captain Beidou. I really only met him once."

"Ah~~~ I get it. I understand that being at sea is too boring and I get that you'll be hungry. I'll find a better one next time."

The little sister's face turned even redder. "Ahhhh! It's not what you think. I'm just responsible for registration. I didn't do anything else!"

Beidou quickly stopped teasing him, realizing he'd almost finished. "Was he dressed like this yesterday?"

The little sister's face was still a little red, but she also knew that the captain was just teasing her before. She was a little angry. "Yesterday he was dressed normally, I don't know what happened today, it's like he was possessed by a ghost, dressed so strangely."

Tong Xin saw the familiar wind blade staring at the man from Gaskaramsey. She always felt that this guy was very similar to the man who bullied Klee last time, in every way.

Ming, who was sitting not far away, began to shiver unconsciously, and felt an inexplicable coldness.

It's him, definitely him. I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes. Beads of sweat appeared on Ming's hands holding the sword. His eyes were fixed on Scaramucci. The opportunity to kill his enemy was right in front of him.