Genshin Impact simulation, the Shura field is endless

"Wow, bro, you're pretty awesome!"

Wang Yan looked at Yu Xiuwen in amazement and shook his head.

"Well, I'm really good."

Yu Xiuwen nodded sincerely.

"Haha, you're welcome."

"Excessive humility only disgusts people. Given your own strength, there's no need to be humble when you shouldn't be."

Yu Xiuwen smiled, seeing things clearly.

"That makes sense. Although you're young, you're surprisingly more mature and capable than us adults," Wang Yan gave a thumbs-up. "I also beat my opponent. If we meet again, you better be gentle."

"Then big brother, don't let others eliminate you."

"Hahaha, I can only say I'll try my best!"

The competition is going smoothly.

After the first round of competitions, the losers leave the stage or watch the game, and the winners advance.

Soon, the draw was done again for the next round.

Yu Xiuwen was in the second group of the first arena this time, and his opponent was a burly middle-aged man without the Eye of God.

When he went on stage, there was obvious fear in the other party's eyes.

There is no way. After observation, there are undoubtedly only a few of the most powerful participants. The young man in front of him is undoubtedly one of them. He killed his opponent in seconds in the last round. The middle-aged man must be cautious.

Seeing that the man did not have the Eye of God and was good at ancient martial arts, Yu Xiuwen simply did not use the Eye of God, but used the sword in his hand, using swordsmanship to suppress his opponent and eventually forced him to admit defeat.

In terms of viewing experience, it was much better than the instant kill in the previous game, and he also gained more attention.

When he was stepping down from the stage, he happened to meet the eyes of the old man he had been paying attention to. The old man bowed, his eyes shining and his face smiling.

Yu Xiuwen naturally returned the greeting, and his interest in this old man grew stronger.

As time went by, there were fewer and fewer winners, but the cheers in the arena became louder and louder, and as expected, Brother Wang Yan was defeated by the old man.

Although as the owner of the Eye of God, his swordsmanship was also quite good, but he was still defeated, which made Wang Yan quite upset, but of course he accepted the defeat with a sincere heart.

"Be careful, I feel that old man is the most powerful one besides you."

After stepping down, Wang Yan kindly gave a reminder.

Yu Xiuwen nodded, and kept reviewing the old man's moves in his mind.

Between the moves, there seemed to be a flow of yin and yang, a Tai Chi technique...

I don't know if it can be combined with my swordsmanship.

Brother Fushe and the others no longer had anything to teach him. What he needed most now was to combine the strengths of all schools and form his own swordsmanship. He immediately observed the old man's every move.

This made the old man feel uneasy.

Huh? Why do I always feel like someone's watching me?

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"Finally, our game is about to end. Now, the three strongest people are on the field!" He Yu waved his hand towards the center of the stone platform, where three people were standing.

"They are: Yu Xiuwen, who is only twelve years old and has set a new record for the youngest participant in the competition; Xiao Ran, who is thirty-two years old and in the prime of his life, exudes an imposing and heroic spirit; and Ye Shui, who is fifty-nine years old and still strong, showing no signs of fatigue! Applause to them!"

The audience suddenly burst into thunderous applause and cheers.

Interestingly, the last three people, representing three age groups, stood together, each probably representing the strongest person of each age group in Liyue.

Xiao Ran, who was standing in the middle, looked at the two people beside him and smiled bitterly.

He was in his prime, and logically, he had the best physical strength and the greatest chance of winning, but...

After watching their games, he felt that there was a 90% chance that he would not be first.

"You are better than your teacher, young man, you are really amazing."

Ye Shui stroked his chin and stared at Yu Xiuwen closely.

He was the old man.

"You are too kind. Brother Xiao Ran is unparalleled in his spearmanship. You are also unpredictable in your moves. I still have a lot to learn."

Yu Xiuwen smiled modestly.

"Oh, you're quite modest. You still have a lot to learn, but you've already learned a lot."

Ye Shui smiled and shook his head.

"Yeah, kid, I feel like you're much better than me, so stop praising me."

Xiao Ran said helplessly with a sullen look on his face.

"Then, Brother Xiao Ran, do you want to admit defeat?"

"Give up? Impossible. At least we have to fight fair and square first."

Xiao Ran widened his eyes and immediately patted his chest, showing his unyielding spirit.

"Okay, well said! I, this old man, like your personality," Ye Shui laughed heartily. "In that case, how about you compete with this kid and let me directly participate in the finals?"

Yu Xiuwen and Xiao Ran looked at him speechlessly. The old man had a nice idea.

"Hey, don't you know how to respect your elders?"

"You don't know how to love children."

"You kid..."

He Yu watched the interaction on stage with a smile on his face. "Very good, it seems our contestants have greeted each other. Now, let's begin the final draw!"

Afterwards, Yu Xiuwen and the other two stepped forward to draw lots to decide the two opponents.

In the end, Ye Shui was left without a chance.

"Hahaha, I told you to let me directly participate in the finals, but it's still you two who are competing?"

Ye Shui laughed triumphantly, looking not like an old man at all, but rather like a naughty child.

Yu Xiuwen and Xiao Ran looked at each other helplessly, and decided to ignore the old man.

"In that case, although I will most likely lose, I still appreciate your guidance."

Xiao Ran smiled carefreely and took out his spear.

"Please give me more advice."

The semi-finals are about to begin!

The moment the whistle sounded, Xiao Ran's eyes became sharp, his gun shot out like a dragon, lightning flashed, he strode forward, and smashed it hard at Yu Xiuwen.

Yu Xiuwen's body flashed, and the three-foot sword tip blocked his chest, covered with frost, and slashed at the opponent's arm along the opponent's gun barrel.

Xiao Ran did not dodge or evade. He exerted force with both hands and swung the spear to the right, forcing Yu Xiuwen to leap into the air to avoid the attack. He then landed steadily and stabbed Yu Xiuwen in the chest with the sword at lightning speed.

Xiao Ran did not dare to be careless. He retracted his spear and blocked the attack. Unexpectedly, Yu Xiuwen kicked him hard in the abdomen with a cold leg, and Xiao Ran could not avoid it. He only felt a biting cold and a sharp pain invading his lower abdomen, which spread out, and he was knocked away on the spot.

In the first confrontation, Yu Xiuwen had the upper hand.

Afterwards, Yu Xiuwen took advantage of the opponent's lack of recovery and took a step forward, unleashing a continuous stream of sword moves that made Xiao Ran look utterly miserable and shiver with cold, while Yu Xiuwen himself seemed to be at ease.

In the end, Xiao Ran really couldn't hold on any longer. A flash of lightning passed by, temporarily forcing Yu Xiuwen to retreat, and he immediately raised his hands to admit defeat.

The semi-finals came to an end.

"Heroes emerge from youth, boy, you're awesome!"

Ye Shui patted Yu Xiuwen's shoulder and marveled at his presence.

He suppressed Xiao Ran the whole time, they were on a completely different level.

"Did you hold back?"

"That's right," Yu Xiuwen nodded. At least he had only briefly used the Eye of God and hadn't used any killing moves when he drew his sword. "How's it going, Master Ye? Are you scared?"

"Hey, kid, would you think I'd be scared?" Ye Shui snorted coldly, touched his chin, and smiled slyly, "Boy, look, I don't have the Eye of God, right? We're both swordsmen, so let's just compete in swordsmanship. Don't use the Eye of God, let an old man like me win, how about that?"

"You have a nice idea."

Yu Xiuwen rolled his eyes, making Ye Shui so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"But," he changed the subject, "that's actually what I was thinking. I also want to hone my swordsmanship."

"Oh? Haha, interesting. That's settled then. I'll show you that experience is always the best. Learn from me~"

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"The exciting moment is about to arrive. The champion of this martial arts competition will be decided between two contestants, one old and one young, on the stage. At this important moment, Miss Ganyu, the Seven-Star Secretary of Yuehai Pavilion, will present the award to the final winner!"

"Gan Yu?"

Yu Xiuwen looked at the host in astonishment. Just as she finished speaking, a figure suddenly emerged from a roof not far away and then landed on the stage.

He has two horns on his head, a delicate face, watery eyes, waist-length blue hair held upright by him, and his sleeves fluttering, unstained by dust.

An immortal on earth.

Yu Xiuwen was stunned. Among all the women he had ever seen, her appearance and temperament were among the best. She was worthy of being an immortal.

Although he didn't come into contact with many people in total.

"Hello everyone, I am entrusted by Qixing to be the presenter and will present the award to the champion."

The voice is slightly soft, giving a feeling of weakness, yet at the same time crisp and pleasant, making people feel calmer.

"it is good!"

"Thank you, thank you."

The people in the audience applauded, which made Ganyu a little nervous and at a loss. She sat down in the seat prepared in advance, avoiding the gazes of most people.

"It seems that you are a bit shy?"

Yu Xiuwen was somewhat interested in this immortal friend of the Yakshas, ​​who was said to love work.

It seems that we must win this game and not embarrass Brother Fushe, Sister Fanan and the others.

"Now, contestants, please enter!"

With one sound, the final chapter of this game is about to begin!

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"Xiu Wen, what do you think yin and yang are?"

Ye Shui just stood there casually, with a relaxed smile on his face, fiddling with the sword in his hand.

But Yu Xiuwen felt from his posture that the sword and the man were one, as if if he attacked at this moment, he would definitely be blocked by him.

"Where there is yin, there must be yang. Yin and yang are the origin of heaven and earth."

Ye Shui didn't wait for Yu Xiuwen to speak, but continued to mutter to himself, "Yin and Yang coexist, endlessly, assimilating all foreign things. You'd better take my sword."

After saying this, Ye Shui's old body seemed to have regained his youth. He was as light as a swallow and quickly approached Yu Xiuwen.

Yu Xiuwen did not dare to be careless. He placed his sword in front of his chest, trying to block the attack.

Unexpectedly, the sword's power was strange, and it failed to hit him at first, and smoothly changed its attack angle.

Block again, change again.

Just like a maggot attached to the bone, it would not stop until it hit Yu Xiuwen's body.

Every time Yu Xiuwen attacked with all his might, he would be blocked, and then use the force of his attack to attack him again.

Ping pong, the attacks continued one after another, and Yu Xiuwen fell into an absolutely passive situation for the first time.

The sword moves were so dazzling that the audience could hardly see them clearly, but this did not prevent them from appreciating the excitement of the game and cheering continuously.

There is clearly no elemental power being activated on the field, but it is more eye-catching than the color of the elemental power.

Ganyu, who was sitting on a chair, was also watching the fight with great interest.

She also knows swordsmanship. Although it is not her best, she is also considered an expert.

In this fight between the old man and the young man, Ganyu doesn't dare to say that she is stronger in terms of the exquisiteness of sword moves.

The fight lasted for more than ten minutes, with the sound of steel clashing incessantly. After a hard collision, each of them retreated to both sides of the stone platform, panting heavily, with sweat dripping from their foreheads.

Overall, Ye Shui is better.

His clothes were intact, but Yu Xiuwen had several wounds on him.

"Hehe, if you practice for another two years, or use the Eye of God, I, an old man, might not be able to defeat you."

Ye Shui chuckled, with surprise hidden in his eyes.

He had practiced sword fighting for decades, but facing a twelve-year-old child, he only had a slight advantage.

This talent is truly terrifying.

Yu Xiuwen shook his head slightly, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, stroking the hilt of his sword. A flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes, "No need to go through so much trouble. I can defeat you directly with my swordsmanship right now."

As he spoke, he adjusted his posture again. Judging from his aura, he was somewhat similar to Ye Shui.

"?"

Ye Shui's expression suddenly froze and his eyes narrowed.

No way…

Next, Yu Xiuwen didn't give Ye Shui much time to think. He strode forward and pointed his sword at his chest.

Ye Shui quickly blocked it and was about to fight back with the force, but Yu Xiuwen took advantage of the moment when he changed his strength, broke through his defense, and pierced his clothes at the waist.

"how?"

Yu Xiuwen raised his eyebrows.

Ye Shui's heart was trembling, but he remained calm on the surface, "Come again!"

The two clashed again.

But the situation was different this time. If Ye Shui's sword was like a pool of water, leaving the enemy with nowhere to attack, Yu Xiuwen's sword was like a fish swimming in the water, extremely flexible. Every time he could find the right opportunity to break Ye Shui's defense and create ripples on the water surface.

"I already understand the Yin and Yang you mentioned. Yin and Yang give birth to each other, but they also destroy each other. You use your gentle sword moves to block my sword, so I will find the weak point and break it with the force of hardness. As long as my sword is fast enough, you will never be able to defend yourself."

As Yu Xiuwen spoke, he increased his speed, his eyes moving, looking for Ye Shui's weak points, leaving sword marks on his body one after another.

Finally, he stretched out his left hand, dodged the opponent's defense, and struck him in the abdomen with a palm. He pushed his leg forward again and knocked him away. While he was falling to the ground, he put his sword on Ye Shui's neck. "Thank you for your guidance, Master Ye."

“…You win.”

Ye Shui's body stiffened, and he finally sighed helplessly.

"The competition is over, congratulations to Yu Xiuwen!"

As the referee's voice fell, the audience was silent for a moment and then cheered again.

Yu Xiuwen exhaled, pulled Ye Shui up from the ground, put away his sword, and clasped his fists, "I'm sorry for the offense."

Ye Shui shook his head, his face devoid of any sign of defeat. He simply stared wide-eyed and asked, "Boy, did you learn my sword-drawing and force-using methods by watching me, and then use them yourself?"

Yu Xiuwen scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Almost, but it mainly depends on the speed of my sword. If I really want to let go like you, I'm not able to do it yet."

"That'll be fine in the future then," Ye Shui understood his implication, and his excitement was evident on his face. "Genius, Yu Xiuwen, you're a true genius! Are you interested in learning my martial arts?"

"Ok?"

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The game ended and it was noon.

Yu Xiuwen met Ganyu and introduced himself. Ganyu looked at him several times in surprise and shook hands with him in a friendly manner.

I originally wanted to communicate more, but Ganyu said that she was busy with work, so she asked him to come here and wait at dusk, and she would come at that time.

Yu Xiuwen had no choice but to agree.

As for the biggest gain of this competition, it was not the Mora rewards, but a book given to him by Ye Shui.

It records everything Ye Shui has learned throughout his life.

According to Ye Shui, he has been studying Kung Fu for decades and has never accepted any disciples. Coming to the competition today is not so much about winning the championship as it is about finding someone to inherit his legacy.

Yu Xiuwen is obviously the best candidate.

He didn't ask Yu Xiuwen to become his disciple. In his own words, he said, "Become a disciple? Forget it. You're more powerful than me now, why would you become my disciple? If I really wanted to teach you, you could probably learn all my skills in less than a year, right? You're a monster. Besides, I'm a lonely man. My wife and children were killed by monsters in my early years, so I've been honing my martial arts skills ever since. Now I'm out of the mountains, one to pass on my skills, and two to kill monsters. I guess I'll be on the battlefield soon, and I don't have many years left to live."

After saying that, he waved his hand casually and left without looking back.

Yu Xiuwen looked at him silently and bowed.

Thanks, old man.

But he probably won't live for many years.

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Happy 4th anniversary, Genshin Impact!