Genshin Impact simulation, the Shura field is endless

"Thank you all for your support. The play I'm singing today tells the story of an unknown hero who vanquished demons and monsters hundreds of years ago. Legend has it that in those days, demons were rampant and countless lives were in utter devastation. This young man became a disciple of an immortal, wielding a longsword and slaying countless demons. In the end, to repel the demons, he entered the Colossal Abyss, sacrificing his life to secure victory. He was highly praised by the Emperor, and countless swordsmen have made him their lifelong goal."

The people in the audience were listening to the background story of the play with great interest, but Yu Xiuwen noticed something was wrong.

Isn't this what he is talking about?

"You'll leave your name in history, Xiu Wen."

Fanan smiled and patted his shoulder.

"After all, he performed very well at the time. He was able to accomplish things that even immortals were not strong enough to do with his mortal body."

Zhongli thought it was natural.

"How should I put it? Listening to people on stage singing their own stories is such an amazing feeling."

Yu Xiuwen looked eccentric, a bit melancholic. Hearing this, Zhongli nodded, as if he had found a close friend and shared a common interest. "That's why I often go to listen to stories and watch plays; it's quite interesting."

It's not because I want to retire.

Yu Xiuwen was too lazy to complain. He had clearly heard his story several times. He had worked hard for Liyue for thousands of years. No matter what the reason was, he should just take a break.

Although this is not a reason for him to go out without Mora.

As he was speaking, Yun Jin on the stage had already taken out a sword and was ready to start singing:

(My level is limited and I can't write opera lyrics. Please don't blame me. I won't show off.)

After the show ended, a short while passed before thunderous applause and endless praise broke out from the audience.

However, Yun Jin only bowed, and the waves in his heart were not as great as when he was singing an opera and felt deeply moved.

As the saying goes, she is not surprised by praise or criticism. Over the years, she no longer cares so much about praise or slander, and cares more about whether she has made progress and whether she has written a good play.

Suddenly, she saw Zhongli in the audience and her eyes lit up.

This guest from the Wangsheng Hall had watched many of her plays and would occasionally give her some private advice after the performance, all of which were very pertinent and accurate. She was planning to ask for his opinion to see if he could point out the problems with the play.

"Mr. Zhongli."

"Oh?"

Yun Jin suddenly called out a name. Zhong Li was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly. "I wonder if Mr. Yun has anything to say?"

"It's nothing, but you are an expert and have seen many of my plays. I wonder what Mr. Zhongli thought of the performance just now?"

Yun Jin asked for advice.

"Mr. Yun actually asked me, a humble guest, a question I cannot accept as an expert."

"No, Mr. Zhongli's erudition is obvious to everyone in the circle and is recognized by everyone."

"Haha, thank you for that. Since Mr. Yun asked me, it's my honor. I do have a little personal idea." Zhongli looked humble and glanced at Yu Xiuwen.

Yu Xiuwen suddenly had a bad feeling.

Zhongli continued, "Mr. Yun's portrayal of the young hero is full of valor and imposing presence, truly admirable. It's just a shame that he doesn't fully showcase the exquisite swordsmanship of his character, making it seem a bit superficial. I imagine this is because Mr. Yun rarely performs this kind of role."

As soon as the words fell, Yun Jin nodded in agreement. This was exactly what she wanted to hear. She was best at wielding a spear, not a sword.

Some knowledgeable people in the audience also had no objection to Zhongli's statement. As for those who were just there to watch the fun and couldn't figure out what was going on, seeing that Yun Jin didn't say anything, they didn't dare to refute.

"Mr. Zhongli, what you said is absolutely right. Do you have any suggestions?"

"I dare not offer any suggestions. After all, I only know a little bit about swordsmanship. However, if my friend is second to none in swordsmanship, no one can be considered the best."

Zhongli smiled and pointed at Yu Xiuwen who was watching the fun.

"???"

Yu Xiuwen widened his eyes and said, "No, Lao Zhong, are you trying to trick me?"

No one dared to claim to be number one, and this statement sounded arrogant to him.

Although it is true.

"Oh?"

Yun Jin looked at Yu Xiuwen with interest, "I wonder who this person is..."

"Yu Xiuwen," he could only stand up and secretly glare at Zhongli, "He does know a little bit about swordsmanship, but it's not as exaggerated as he said."

"I still believe in Mr. Zhongli's vision. Could you please ask Mr. Yu to come on stage and demonstrate a few things for Yunjin and the audience? Of course, I won't force you. It's entirely up to you, Excellency."

Yun Jin bowed slightly. As for the last sentence, it was purely out of fear that the other party would feel that he was being forced to take the stage, which would make him unhappy.

"Haha, it's a small matter, a small matter," Yu Xiuwen laughed dryly, his eyes rolling as he looked at Zhongli with a smile. "Mr. Zhongli and I are friends. Since he recommended me, I'll naturally take the stage. However, my swordsmanship is exquisite, but it can't compare to Zhongli's superb spearmanship... How about we have a fight scene, Mr. Yun, what do you think?"

"It's impossible."

Yun Jin nodded, which was more like a welcome.

After all, she is an opera singer. Having good skills does not mean she is really good at fighting. If the other party is really good at gun and sword skills, she doesn't mind learning a thing or two.

"... "

Zhongli froze. He should have thought of it earlier. Yu Xiuwen would not suffer in vain.

"I'm just a guest..."

"Just tell me whether you're coming or not?"

"I don't have a gun..."

"Mr. Yun has it."

“…Okay, come on!”

For the first time in a long time, a sharp look appeared in Zhongli's eyes.

It just so happened that I hadn't fought with him thousands of years ago, so having a fight with him now could make up for the regret in the past.

"That's right."

Yu Xiuwen nodded, smiled with satisfaction, and his blood boiled.

He immediately jumped up, jumped onto the stage, and took a sword from Yun Jin, of course, it was unsharpened.

"It's a little lighter, but it works."

Yu Xiuwen shook the sword. To ensure safety, the sword was made of light metal.

At the same time, Zhongli also jumped onto the stage, took the spear, held it with both hands, spread his feet, lowered his center of gravity, and prepared for battle.

He is a Martial God after all, and although he mostly uses divine arts in battle, when it comes to spearmanship, no one in Liyue can match him.

Yu Xiuwen also remained vigilant. The space was still relatively open, and he was at a disadvantage in terms of the gun's attack range.

Yun Jin and the audience also held their breath. Just by looking at the postures of the two men, one could tell that they were definitely martial artists. If they fought each other, it would definitely be quite interesting.

"Come on, Xiuwen!"

Gui Zhong immediately stood up and applauded. Fanan glanced at Zhongli cautiously, and after a moment's hesitation, he also whispered, "Come on, Xiu Wen!"

Hearing the two women's voices, Yu Xiuwen raised his eyebrows towards Zhongli proudly, "See? Someone's cheering me on."

Zhongli looked at him speechlessly. Given their relationship with you, it would be strange if they didn’t cheer you on.

"Well, let's start now..."

Before he could finish his words, Yu Xiuwen lowered his body, moved forward quickly, and tried to get close with a thrust.

Zhong Li's heart jumped and he quickly swung the tip of his gun.

Yu Xiuwen did not dodge or evade. He aimed at the right moment and thrust his sword upwards with force, temporarily deflecting the tip of the spear, and then continued to attack Zhongli.

Zhongli took a step back, turned around, and launched a surprise attack, forcing the enemy to retreat.

The two stood face to face again, and Zhongli's mouth twitched.

This Lao Liu has no moral principles!

The brief clash happened in a flash, and the speed of the sword and the gun were so fast that the audience could hardly see them clearly and immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"Come again!"

(Next is the fight between the two. To be honest, I tried my best to write it. If you are interested, you can read it. If you are not interested, you can skip it. After all, the content of this book other than the simulation is more daily, so it is necessary to occasionally write about the interactions between characters other than the protagonist and the heroine.)

Yu Xiuwen laughed heartily, and his body moved like a swimming fish. In a flash, he was in front of Zhongli again. He moved without a trace. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been killed before he could react.

But Zhongli also reacted quickly, moving like thunder, sweeping his spear across, trying to force him to retreat.

Yu Xiuwen turned his body, like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, bent down and passed over the spear, continuing to attack in close combat despite the risk of being hit.

When short weapons are against long weapons, victory can only be achieved by forcing the opponent to reveal a flaw.

The weakness of the spear is naturally that it is afraid of close combat. As long as he succeeds in getting close, the victory will be Yu Xiuwen's, so he must adopt this risky fighting style.

The attack missed, so Zhongli raised the tip of his spear and hit Yu Xiuwen's wrist. Yu Xiuwen retracted his hand, pressed the spear with the sword, and slid up the spear shaft. At the same time, he changed from using both hands to using one hand, and attacked his hand with the sword in his right hand, and attacked his abdomen with his left fist.

Zhongli stretched out his leg, but was blocked by the opponent's leg as well, so he quickly retreated and moved his gun to the left to avoid the attack.

At the same time, Yu Xiuwen turned around from his right side and chopped at his back. Zhongli did not look back either, but stabbed him back with his spear flexibly, forcing him to retreat, then turned around and chopped him down, leaped up and kicked his shoulder.

Yu Xiuwen clenched his left hand into a fist to block the kick, then waited for him to land before approaching him again.

After several rounds, Yu Xiuwen was like a nimble monkey, and Zhongli was like a solid rock. For a while, neither could do anything to the other.

"Huh, how's it going?"

Exhaling, Yu Xiuwen landed in front of Zhongli, smiled, and raised an eyebrow at Zhongli.

"sharp."