Genshin Impact: One Hundred Confessions? Just a System Task

The cyan wind sword energy and the purple lightning sword energy clashed fiercely and without any fancy moves in the core area of ​​this Pure Land of One Heart!

There was no explosion, and no energy spilling out!

Only two ultimate forces can truly clash and annihilate each other in the purest and most direct way!

At the point of impact, space seemed to collapse, creating a brief, chilling void!

In the end, both sword energies exhausted their energy at the same time and vanished without a trace!

Yi Chen remained in the position after his strike, breathing slightly heavily, with fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead. Clearly, imitating and executing this move had taken a heavy toll on him.

But a bright, even slightly smug smile quickly spread across his face as he shook his slightly numb wrist:

"Ha, as expected of me."

Meanwhile, Lei Films on the other side was completely shocked this time!

Her hand, holding the "Dream Together" pen, trembled almost imperceptibly. Her cold, purple eyes shone with disbelief!

How could he possibly... replicate the 'Unthinking One Slash'?!

That's not a simple change in the form of elemental forces...

He's just a mortal... how could he possibly...?

But the "severing" intent contained in that cyan sword energy just now was so real. It was by no means a mere imitation of its form, but a true grasp of the "essence" of the move!

Although their sources of power are different and their strengths vary, their core "intention" is surprisingly similar!

This incredible learning ability, this almost bug-like talent for imitation…

Lei looked at Yi Chen in the distance, who had a "praise me" expression on his face, and his mind flashed back to the seemingly lazy but meaningful words spoken by the wind god when he confronted Barbatos not long ago.

No wonder Barbatos valued this mortal so much... that he even went to the trouble of coming in person...

This talent... it can't just be called genius... it's simply...

She couldn't find the right words to describe it.

Even she had never seen such an outrageous existence in her long life.

At this moment, Lei Yingdian's gaze toward Yi Chen, besides anger and killing intent, was for the first time truly tinged with an extremely complex... fear.

This mortal may truly possess... the potential to shake her "eternity".

Yi Chen took a deep breath, and his aura rose instead of falling!

Having just successfully imitated the "thoughtless slash," his confidence and fighting spirit swelled to their peak, and an even crazier and more outrageous idea took shape in his mind!

If one strike can be imitated, then... what about ten times the speed?!

He grinned with an almost maniacal smile, gripped the hilt of the Black Gold Ancient Blade tightly with both hands, and poured the boundless power within his body into the blade without reservation!

"Without thought—"

He roared, and his voice even resonated with the surrounding wind elements!

"—Ten cuts!"

With this earth-shattering declaration, the entire space of the Pure Land of One Heart seemed unable to withstand the sudden burst of terrifying energy, and began to tremble violently, as if in mournful cries!

The wind elemental force, which was many times more violent than when the tornado was summoned before, converged on the Black Gold Ancient Blade like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, compressing, condensing, and almost turning into a tangible blue-white cocoon of light around the blade!

Behind Yi Chen, it seemed as if ten enormous phantoms of wind blades were slowly taking shape, radiating a terrifying pressure capable of tearing apart stars!

Lei's pupils suddenly contracted, and a truly solemn expression finally appeared on his usually calm face!

She could clearly feel the destructive power contained in this move, far exceeding that of the previous ones!

Although it sounds absurd, given the outrageous talent this kid just displayed…

This kid... could he really be...?

She dared not be negligent any longer. She held the [Dream One Heart] sword in front of her, and endless lightning surged from her body as she prepared to deal with this unprecedented and insane attack with all her might!

Just moments before Yi Chen tensed his arm muscles, channeling all his power into the blade, about to unleash the flawlessly imitated "Ten Slashes of No Thought"—

A very faint yet crystal-clear crack abruptly interrupted the gathering of power and the suffocating pressure that was rising!

Yi Chen: "...?"

He subconsciously looked down at the knife in his hand.

A fine crack suddenly appeared on the blade of the black gold ancient sword!

Before he could even react—

Click! Click, click—!

As if triggering a chain reaction, more and more cracks instantly covered the entire blade!

The immense, unimaginably powerful wind elemental force that had gathered together lost its container and began to backfire and run rampant out of control!

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

Under the incredulous gazes of Yi Chen and Lei Yingdian, the black gold ancient sword, which could be described as a divine weapon, actually... just without warning, completely... shattered into countless fragments shimmering with blue light!

The terrifying power that had been half-condensed lost its restraint and exploded like a bomb, sending Yi Chen flying. He rolled several times on the ground before coming to a stop.

The suffocating pressure within the Pure Land of One Mind instantly dissipated, leaving only scattered chaotic air currents and black metal fragments falling from the sky...

Yi Chen sat up, looking disheveled and bewildered. He spread his hands, looked at his empty palms, and then at the scattered fragments around him. His face was filled with utter bewilderment and a sense of absurdity.

He blinked, then blinked again, seemingly unable to comprehend what was happening before his eyes.

He stood frozen for a full three seconds before a broken, incredulous wail finally burst from his mouth:

"Are you kidding me?!"

He was absolutely furious! He'd finally mustered up what he thought was a devastating, earth-shattering move, and got into position, only for his weapon to give out first?!

What is this?! A suicide mission?!

Lei Movie across the street: "…………"

The lightning around her slowly subsided, and the solemn expression on her face was gradually replaced by an extremely complex emotion that mixed speechlessness, astonishment, and even a hint of...laughing and crying.

She looked at Yi Chen, who was sitting on the ground, scratching his head and looking furious at the broken pieces, and for a moment she didn't know how to react.

After all that preparation... this is it?

She even... wanted to laugh a little.

This battle between gods and mortals, which should have been incredibly solemn, seems to have started to veer off in some bizarre direction.

Chapter 28 Sigh... Can we reconcile?

A moment later, in the Pure Land of One Mind.

Yi Chen looked at his empty hands and the debris scattered on the ground, then at the Thunder God opposite him whose lightning was beginning to gather again and whose eyes were growing increasingly dangerous. He then gave a completely innocent smile.

"Hey... is it possible to reconcile?"

In response to him was Lei Yingdian's cold eyes, devoid of any emotion yet brimming with boundless rage, and a single, even more powerful and swift strike than before, seemingly embodying all the power of "this moment"—a strike without thought!

Amidst the chilling pronouncement, Yi Chen's figure was instantly engulfed by the destructive purple blade light.

A few days later, outside the gate of the Shinri-yashiki.

The atmosphere remained somewhat somber.

Although news of Yi Chen's "fall" was strictly controlled within the upper echelons, Ayaka Kamisato's sorrow was difficult to completely conceal. She was absentmindedly wiping the sword in her hand, her thoughts already drifting far away.

Just then, a soft but persistent knocking sounded, interrupting her thoughts.

"Who could it be at this time...?"

Somewhat puzzled, she put down her sword, got up, and walked towards the door.

When she opened the heavy door, what greeted her eyes was not the visitor or messenger she had expected, but a little toddler who looked to be only about two years old, wobbling and standing at the door!

The little one was wearing a simple kimono that clearly didn't fit him well. His soft black hair was a bit messy, and he was looking up at her with his rosy, fair face and his signature big eyes blinking.

Before Ayaka Kamisato could recover from her shock, the little boy grinned, revealing a radiant smile. In a sweet, childlike voice, he reached out his tiny arms towards her and called out joyfully:

"Ayaka! I'm back!"

Ayaka Kamisato: "!!!"

That voice…that tone…and those shrunk eyes and eyebrows, though still recognizable despite being several times smaller…

An overwhelming, unbelievable ecstasy instantly overwhelmed Ayaka Kamisato's entire mind!

She didn't even have time to think about why she was smaller than last time, nor did she care about the demeanor of the White Egret Princess!

Almost instinctively, she suddenly squatted down, looked left and right to make sure there were no outsiders around, and then tightly and carefully hugged the soft, fragrant little guy at the door into her arms!

Her voice choked with excitement and surprise as she gently pressed Xiao Yichen's face against her shoulder, feeling the real warmth of his touch, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

She hugged him, quickly stood up, and as if afraid of being discovered, strode into the house and gently closed the door with her heel.

Nestled in Ayaka Kamisato's warm embrace, inhaling her familiar fragrance, Xiao Yichen snuggled contentedly, then, as if he had accomplished some important task, announced in his sweet, childlike voice:

"Ayaka, I'm hungry!"

Although the process was a bit embarrassing, at least... I survived.

As for challenging Thor... well... let's talk about that after we've eaten!

A few days flew by.

Perhaps because his body had already undergone a rapid growth from cub to adult, it developed a certain "resistance" or "adaptability." Yi Chen recovered at an astonishing speed this time, and soon returned to the tall, handsome young man he once was.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, casting warm dappled light on the floor through the windowpanes of the dojo.

Yi Chen sat casually on the veranda at the edge of the dojo, leaning against a pillar with one leg bent and his arm lazily resting on his knee. His gaze was focused on the graceful figure in the center of the dojo.

Ayaka Kamisato is practicing her swordsmanship.

Holding a training wooden sword, she moved with elegance and agility. Every swing and thrust carried the unique frost-like beauty of the Kamisari school, yet with an indescribable strength and focus.

She knew Yichen was watching.

His gaze fell upon her with an almost tangible intensity, filled with admiration and a focused intensity that made her heart flutter.

This made her take things even more seriously, striving for perfection in every movement, as if she were not practicing alone, but performing a most important show.

Yi Chen was indeed watching very carefully.

He watched Linghua's smooth and precise swordplay, her cheeks slightly flushed from the exercise, and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

The sunlight shone on her silvery-white hair and dancing figure, as if coating her with a soft halo.

It's not just about physical beauty, but a kind of inner beauty that perfectly blends gentleness and strength.

He was so engrossed in watching that he didn't snap out of his reverie until Linghua finished her swordplay, stood still, and looked at him, slightly out of breath.

"How about it?"

Linghua asked with a mixture of anticipation and shyness, gently wiping the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

Yi Chen stood up, walked over with a smile, and praised him generously.

"Great! Your movements are fluid and graceful, and your control over your strength has improved a lot since the last time I saw you practice."

His praise was direct and sincere, without any embellishment.

Upon hearing his affirmation, Ayaka's face immediately lit up with a bright smile, even more dazzling than the sun.

Yi Chen stroked his chin, leaned closer, and his gaze fell on her hand holding the wooden knife.

"A few of the power points during the turns could be adjusted a bit more. This might allow for a quicker transition to the next move and would also put less strain on the wrists."

As he spoke, he very naturally reached out and lightly covered Ayaka's hand holding the hilt of the sword, slightly adjusting the way her fingers were gripping the blade.

"Try it like this?"

His voice rang in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe.

Ayaka Kamisato's body froze instantly!

His hand... covered her hand...

Although there was a wooden sword between them, the burning body heat and the touch of the man's palm were transmitted to her with unparalleled clarity, leaving her mind almost blank!

My heart started pounding wildly again, and the temperature on my cheeks rose sharply.