Travel through Teyvat and spend your life with Linghua

three days later.

Because of her status, Ayato does not allow Ayahua to go to the outlying island to see Chiori off.

Chiori took the initiative to come to Kamisato House to express her gratitude, "Thank you. I will definitely make a name for myself in Fontaine. When the social unrest in Inazuma is over and the isolation order is lifted, I will return to Inazuma with my own brand."

Linghua was surprised and happy to see Qianzhi coming to say goodbye. "Yes, I believe that day will come soon."

After sending Qianzhi away, Linghua's depressed mood of the past few days was swept away, and she came back to continue her previous competition with Xinyang.

Xin Yang asked slowly, "Have you figured this one out?"

"I've figured it out. No matter how much I worry, it's unnecessary. I believe she can do it. Let's continue our unfinished competition. Brother will be the referee."

Xin Yang stood up and walked towards the yard. "Okay, I won't show mercy this time."

Ayato waved his hand "I forget it, I have work to do so let Toma be the referee."

With the experience from last time, both of them had a general understanding of each other. In terms of swordsmanship, ten Xinyangs could not match Linghua, but Xinyang's advantage was quick reaction and great strength.

Linghua recalled the fierce battle with the Nobushi clan. She knew that Xinyang's true strength lay in his exquisite control of elemental forces. At that moment, her gaze was firm, and she secretly resolved not to take advantage of Xinyang.

Linghua looked at Xinyang: "For this competition, let's add a rule that allows the use of elemental power. What do you think?" Her tone was calm and firm, and her eyes revealed confidence and determination.

Xinyang raised his eyebrows slightly, a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and responded: "Are you sure? After adding this rule, you have no chance of winning." There was a hint of provocation in his voice, but Linghua was not shaken by his words.

Linghua raised the corner of her mouth slightly, smiled slightly, and said softly: "If you underestimate me, you will suffer a great loss." Her words revealed confidence.

At that moment, Linghua's eyes gleamed with anticipation for the battle and confidence in her own abilities. She believed that through this competition, she would be able to better understand and master the elemental forces, and demonstrate her true strength.

The two men stood facing each other and took their positions. Thomas gave the order, "Begin!"

Xinyang's eyes instantly became sharp, and his body was like an arrow from a bow. With a light step, he disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he appeared behind Linghua like a ghost, with a speed so fast that it was astonishing.

Linghua was shocked, but she reacted extremely quickly. She immediately used the Kamisato Style: Hail Steps and hid underground, barely avoiding Xinyang's attack. People couldn't help but worry for her.

Without any hesitation, Linghua continued to mobilize the elemental power in her body, and moved around the yard with the agile steps of Kamisato-ryu's sword technique, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Xinyang saw through Linghua's intention. He decisively generated a wind field under his feet and condensed the wind elemental power to make himself float in the air.

The two of them, one in the sky, the other on the ground, each quietly awaiting the other's weakness. This contest of endurance was silent yet fierce. However, Xinyang's command of elemental power rivaled that of a demon god, while Linghua was merely an ordinary human. The disparity in strength was immense. Before long, Linghua could no longer contain herself, ending her sleet steps first and emerging.

Xinyang's eyes were as sharp as torches, tightly locking onto Linghua's every move. Seeing that she finally made a move, he instantly flew in front of Linghua like an arrow, brandishing the wooden sword in his hand and shouting, "You lose!"

Linghua smiled slightly, as if she had expected it, and blocked it with the wooden sword in her hand. At the same time, she raised the folding fan hidden behind her back with her other hand, and a hint of cunning flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Kamiri Ryu·Hyouka!" In an instant, with Linghua as the center, snowflake-shaped ice elemental attacks came from the ground like a tide.

Fortunately, Xinyang reacted quickly, increased his altitude in time, and with the help of Binghua's lift, he returned to the air again in a thrilling manner.

Before Xinyang could catch his breath, Linghua had already brandished the wooden sword with ice elements in her hand, and slashed out continuous sword winds in the Iai like a ghost. The sword winds carried a sharp chill and swept towards Xinyang like surging waves.

Xin Yang was startled, having almost forgotten that Ling Hua's heavy attack had some air damage. He couldn't afford to delay and could only dodge backwards. Just as Xin Yang was about to increase his altitude again, Ling Hua's cold voice suddenly rang out from behind him: "You lose this time, Kamisato Style: Frost Destruction."

There was a hint of pride in Linghua's voice. She gently brushed the folding fan in her hand across the wooden sword condensed with ice elements, and then swung it violently. A hurricane of ice and snow appeared out of thin air, roaring like a giant dragon and attacking Xinyang.

Xinyang's mouth corners tilted slightly, revealing a sly smile, and he sighed in his heart: "I really underestimated you, but I have to be serious too." His eyes became focused and firm.

On the surface, it looked like Xinyang had been solidly hit by Linghua's elemental explosion. However, Linghua knew in her heart that her attack had not caused Xinyang any harm.

At the very beginning of the match, Xin Yang had silently created a layer of solid armor made of wind elements around his body. Even Ling Hua's Kamisato Style: Frost Slayer couldn't break through this defense.

When the wind and snow subsided slightly, Xinyang quickly created a small tornado centered around herself. Linghua, exhausted from numerous sleet steps and elemental bursts, was already far less stamina than before. Her fragile frame was no match for the tornado's force, and she was quickly swept into it.

However, Xinyang had been keeping a close eye on Linghua's condition. As soon as Linghua was caught in the tornado, Xinyang immediately stopped it, then rushed into it without hesitation, catching Linghua in a princess hug and carefully bringing her back to the ground.

Thomas, who was watching the competition, was already stunned. After Xinyang stood firmly, Thomas reacted and announced the end of the competition.

Linghua wanted to get down but Xinyang held her tightly. "You've been fighting for such a long time, you must be tired. Come on, I'll take you to rest."

Linghua's face turned red. "Be serious, please. Let me go." There was a hint of shyness and anger in her tone.

Xinyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a malicious smile. He said in a joking and teasing tone: "Hehe, you tell me to let it go and I let it go? Wouldn't that be very embarrassing for me! Otherwise, you'd better come back to the room with me obediently~" After that, not only did he not let go, but he hugged Linghua tightly and strode into the house.

Linghua's face flushed red, her eyes widened, and she used all her strength to throw a punch, hitting Xinyang's chest hard. She bit her lip and said angrily, "Put me down now! Otherwise, I will really be angry!"

Hearing this, Xin Yang could only retract his inner thoughts and put Ling Hua down. "Don't be angry. I'm tired today. I'll make you a big meal later, okay?"

Linghua looked at Xinyang angrily, "No, I'm angry. Unless you teach me how to cook today, I won't forgive you."