Genshin Impact: The Road to Reversal

After Bai Lang separated from Bai Lie angrily, he came to the training ground near the camp alone.

He stood on the rocky ground, swinging the long sword in his hand, which made bursts of wind-breaking sounds from time to time, while the blade's wind kept flashing with blood. Every attack left a deep mark on the rock.

Ah--

He kept swinging his sword, and never gave up even when he was exhausted. For him, becoming stronger seemed to be his only goal at this moment.

ah--

White Wolf's sweat slid down his cheeks, dripping onto the rocky ground, and was instantly absorbed by the dry earth. His eyes revealed a kind of persistence and determination, a desire for power and a way to vent his inner contradictions.

"I don't care about any contractual inheritance. As long as I successfully master the power of blood, one day I will prove myself with my own strength without your approval!"

This is what he thought at this moment.

"That's right, I don't need any of your advice or pity. The path I choose is my own..."

The air around the training ground seemed to be infected by his aura and became restless.

“I can finish it!”

He swung the last knife at the rock, and suddenly a figure appeared out of nowhere, breaking the atmosphere.

"Wait a minute!"

Bai Lang was stunned. In front of him was a red-haired man wearing simple clothes and standing in front of him. From the beginning until now, his knife was held firmly in his hand.

"Who are you?" White Wolf asked in surprise.

The man sighed and replied, "Kid, I don't mean to interfere with your feelings, but with all due respect, with the way you're training, you won't make any progress in ten years, let alone three or five. Furthermore, you'll probably die of exhaustion."

After saying this, the man loosened his grip, and White Wolf took back his knife. He stood there, looking at the man coldly with a puzzled expression, and asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Qi Yong, just a hunter passing by." The man said calmly with a serious look.

Hunter? Could it be a nearby hunter? No, this guy just caught the blade imbued with elemental power with his bare hands. Judging from this scene, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

At this moment, White Wolf shook his head violently, then asked seriously, "Is that so? But my dear, what did you mean when you said that even if I practice for 10 years I still wouldn't achieve success?"

"That's just the surface meaning." Qi Yong folded his arms and said, "Your attacks are swift and fierce, but you don't know the secrets of the elements you use. If you keep practicing, you will die."

Hearing this, White Wolf frowned. If it weren't for what he had just seen, he would have been unlikely to believe what the man said. Thinking of this, although he felt timid in his heart, he still asked calmly, "What do you mean?"

Qi Yong lowered his hands and explained, "You, like everyone else, only know that blood elementals burn blood to exchange energy to become stronger, but you don't know that this is the lowest and most helpless form of blood elemental combat. If you want to become stronger, blindly practicing hard won't do. If you don't understand the characteristics of this, even if you have talent, you won't make any progress even if you practice for another ten or eight years."

"Hmph, that's easy for you to say. Then what do you think I should do?" White Wolf snorted coldly, pretending to be indifferent.

"It's hard to say, but it's not hard either. But rather than explaining it, it's better to see it with your own eyes."

"With your own eyes?" White Wolf was stunned.

"That's right." Qi Yong nodded, and then took out a long sword similar to the one in Bai Lang's hand from somewhere.

He was seen standing on the scarred stone, slowly breathing slowly, and then he started to make the familiar starting posture.

"Blood is the root of everything. The most taboo thing is impatience and uncontrolled squandering. Look at your attack just now. Each time you used up a lot of your blood power. Just like a spendthrift prodigal son, no matter how much wealth he has, it will all be squandered." Qi Yong said as he slowly swung his long sword.

White Wolf watched intently, noticing that Qi Yong's movements, though seemingly slow, held a peculiar rhythm. Wherever his long sword passed, it didn't stir up the violent wind of his previous strikes, but rather a seemingly gentle yet powerful current.

Qi Yong continued, "Blood power should be a guide, not a mere consumption. You must learn to feel its flow within you, communicate with it, and let it become a part of you."

As Qi Yong's long sword danced, the air around him seemed to be stained with a faint blood-red. That red was not a violent, murderous color, but a deep and mysterious color.

"Is this the blood element?" White Wolf asked in surprise, his eyes wide open.

Just like what his uncle Bai Lie said, the blood element became unpopular due to misunderstanding, but Qi Yong used the same element as himself. He was not surprised because it was unpopular, but was shocked because he had never heard of the other party's reputation. You know, because the blood element is unpopular, it will cause trouble wherever it goes, so almost no one does not know the name of the contractor who uses the blood element. But the man in front of him was called Qi Yong, and he really heard of the other party's name for the first time.

"The most important thing about the blood element is stabilizing your aura. Only when your aura is stable can you unleash the blood element's strengths. Remember, if you don't attack, you'll be trapped in still water, and if you attack, you'll destroy the enemy with one blow!"

Qi Yong suddenly increased his speed, the long knife in his hand spinning like a red vortex, and fiercely chopped towards the rock in front of him.

The rock shattered into pieces instantly with one blow of the knife.

"Is that... my swordsmanship?" White Wolf asked in surprise again.

"That's right, but I'm just copying you, and the form is just there," said Qi Yong.

Bai Lang was stunned. He couldn't believe that this young man in front of him could have such strength. Could he be a master in the mountains like in the novels? If that was the case, then everything would make sense.

At this moment, he seemed to begin to understand what Qi Yong had said. He recalled his previous training and realized that he had simply used the power of blood without ever trying to understand or guide it.

After putting away his sword, Qi Yong looked at Bai Lang and said, "See? This is the correct way to use the power of blood. Your previous training was just a waste of your life."

White Wolf nodded in understanding: "Okay, thank you for your advice, then I will try again!"

Bai Lang walked forward with a weapon in hand and was about to use his power, but suddenly Qi Yong stopped him again.

"Wait a minute, you didn't understand what I said, did you? The most taboo thing about the blood element is unstable breath. With your current condition, not only will your attacks be unstable, but they will also backfire and make your situation worse." Qi Yong said helplessly with a somewhat angry tone.