Lu Bu, the Thunder General, is my adoptive father in Genshin Impact.

Xiao Yi didn't pay attention to this insignificant detail, but he noticed that his older brother, upon hearing the voice, widened his eyes with a fierce expression.

In an instant, an intense sense of oppression and killing intent filled the arena. The audience in the front row even felt uncomfortable. This killing intent did not come from Xiao Yi, but from Miyamoto Jiro, whose face was expressionless but whose eyes were bloodshot. His right hand reached for the gray cloth stick behind him.

Xiao Yi was startled. It was the first time he had ever seen his elder brother release such killing intent, and it was so intense and eerie, as if he wanted to cut him in half, chop him up, and mince him!

"I see, I see!" Miyajiro's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth. "I didn't kill you completely last time, no problem, I'll kill you again this time!"

Chapter 46 Misunderstandings and Deadly Struggles

Miyamoto Jiro has traveled all over the world for twenty years, encountering all sorts of people, good people, bad people, and villains, and witnessing all sorts of things, good things, bad things, and utter nonsense.

If you were to ask him who the worst person he's ever met is, he would answer without hesitation.

And now, the answer stood before him, dressed in the clothes of an acquaintance, and wearing the mask that had been passed around twice.

Miyamoto pondered: Could it be that the "important task" the young demon clan member entrusted to me yesterday was to completely eliminate this guy...? So the simple-minded Red Demon was actually in the know!

If you were to ask what flaws Miyamoto Jiro has, it would be that he likes to make wild guesses based on trivial information. Last time, he misunderstood the relationship between Xiao Jun and Ms. Kamisato, but it was harmless. This time, however, the misunderstanding is clearly more serious.

That's completely distorted!

"Tsubasa—" Miyajiro's expression was solemn, his hoarse voice almost roaring, "Whether for the residents of Inazuma, for yourself, or for me, the best place for you is to die peacefully!"

This completely baffled Xiao Yi. His older brother seemed to have mistaken him for someone else, yet it also seemed like he hadn't called the wrong name...

There's a problem. My older brother usually only calls me "Xiao Jun," so who is this so-called "Yi"?

The quick-witted Xiao Yi immediately realized that the focus at the moment was no longer the competition itself.

Judging from the current momentum, the eldest brother will definitely attack me at all costs, eventually turning it into a fight to the death.

Therefore, explaining things clearly as soon as possible is the best solution to the current problem.

Just as he was about to take off his mask, a cracking sound came from ahead.

Bang! ! !

As if an invisible pressure was injected into it, accompanied by a deafening roar, the gray cloth covering Miyamoto Jiro's "long staff" burst and scattered.

Once the gray cloth was removed, a straight, silver-white spear was exposed to everyone. Its length and the thickness of its shaft far exceeded those of ordinary spears. Even the shaft itself was made of metal, so one could imagine the weight of this weapon.

Before Xiao Yi could remove his mask or explain, Miyamoto, who was more than ten meters away from him, suddenly disappeared. Immediately afterwards, a sharp spear tip pierced his face, and Xiao Yi quickly dodged to the side.

Because of Miyajiro's extraordinary bone structure, the strength of one of his fingers is comparable to that of an average person's upper arm. Therefore, he can not only manipulate a heavy spear with one hand, but also wield it as freely as if spinning a pen, without affecting his use of the nodachi with his non-dominant left hand.

In Xiao Yi's eyes, the equally sharp longsword followed closely behind the spear tip. The weapons of different lengths intertwined to form a deadly network that could penetrate any opening. A slight misstep could lead to death at the hands of his elder brother.

He hurriedly adjusted his breathing to dodge, not even having time to speak, unable to explain the truth to his frantic older brother. Instead, his breathing became more and more rapid as he dodged.

whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—

The rapid breathing, amplified by the cracks in the mask, further agitated Miyamoto Jiro, leading to an even more intense and relentless exchange of blows with guns and knives.

Miyamoto, however, had some energy left. He fought while thinking, and at the same time questioned, "What did you do to the current owner of this outfit and mask? Tch! In your usual style, he's probably torn to pieces, right? And then thrown into some stinking ditch!"

Xiao Yi thought to himself: I'm not dead yet. If you keep misunderstanding me, I'm really going to die!

"The smooth marks on the mask, those are the slash marks from when you killed Xiao Jun, aren't they?!"

Xiao Yi thought to himself: It was the Heavenly Dog's slash...

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

The Eye of Evil opened again, and a wall of lightning appeared in front of Xiao Yi, quickly pushing towards Miyamoto.

Miyamoto Jiro retreated to avoid the lightning wall, giving Xiao Yi a chance to rest.

Seeing this, the referees off the field and the nobles on the tower began to realize that something was wrong. The Otjes, who had been ordered by Xiao Yi to stay put, even chose to disobey and go up on stage to save people.

Glancing at these well-intentioned but misguided individuals out of the corner of his eye, Xiao Yi felt a headache coming on. They were no match for his elder brother, and rash actions would only hinder his performance.

Several bolts of lightning struck the path of Okuzawa and the guards, serving as a barrier and simultaneously announcing Narukami's decree—whoever dares to approach will be struck down!

The onlookers were completely bewildered by the situation, but they understood one thing: they might be able to witness a spectacle far exceeding the ticket price.

Xiao Yi forced back the crowd of Ao Jie, wanting to tell his elder brother to stop and talk things out, but before he could even utter the first word, Miyamoto Jiro had already rushed back to him.

What swallowed back Xiao Yi's words was the rough, white iron spear with its accelerated air pressure.

brush!

Miyamoto Jiro actually concentrated gas to hold the butt of the spear, making the thrust so fast that it was out of Xiao Yi's expectations. Although he barely managed to dodge the thrust, the spear tip grazed his shoulder.

Xiao Yi muttered to himself, annoyed: "Dude, isn't your Eye of God only for micro-management? How come it's suddenly using pneumatic propulsion?!"

He couldn't utter a thousand words, because he saw the bright green light of Miyamoto's God Eye and clearly felt about half a liter of air rushing into his blood vessels, causing obvious swelling around the wound.

He knelt on the ground, unable to move!

Miyamoto Jiro raised his nodachi high, preparing to seppuku for Xiao Yi, and said in a hoarse, merciless voice:

"For Xiao Jun, for Chi Gui's expectations, and even more so for you... Farewell, Yi."

Miyajiro suddenly swung his sword!

It was as if everything in the world had stopped at that moment: the shocked nobles, the stunned audience, the panicked guards, and Xiao Yi, who had made up his mind...

Xiao Yi was certain that he only had one path left to take: to subdue his out-of-control older brother, find out the cause of the misunderstanding, and understand the whole story.

Sizzle—Boom!

The moment the elder brother struck down with his sword, lightning struck down from the sky again, hitting Xiao Yi precisely.

Miyamoto Jiro cautiously jumped back, creating a ten-meter distance to avoid the dazzling aftershocks of the lightning.

As the smoke cleared, Xiao Yi stood on the ground, his clothes slightly charred. The swelling on his shoulder caused by the injection of a large amount of air had long since disappeared, and his clothes near the wound were stained with blood.

By using regular electrical stimulation, muscles contract and blood vessels are squeezed, thereby expelling excess air from the blood, ensuring life is not in danger and restoring mobility.

Xiao Yi was terrified and speechless. He had never played with the Thor's authority like this before. It proved that with 8 points of trust, the precision of controlling lightning was already very skillful.

Aside from charred clothes and minor skin burns, the slightly damaged blood vessels are currently barely usable.

He knew very well that if he lowered his guard and tried to remove his mask, or showed any mental lapse, his sharp-eyed older brother would immediately notice and close in to kill him with a single blow. The only way to break the deadlock was to beat his older brother into a calm state, and then say whatever he needed to say!

The clear blue sky suddenly turned gloomy, with dark clouds gathering and lightning flashing, but not a single drop of rain was seen. An intense pressure immediately enveloped Inazuma Castle.

Taking advantage of Miyamoto's cautious observation, Xiao Yi was finally able to draw the sword from his waist.

He raised his longsword high with both hands, and at the same time, Evil Yao opened his eyes. The most spectacular lightning of the day descended from the sky, dyeing the area around the arena a beautiful purple. The lightning struck Xiao Yi's raised cheap sword precisely.

However, the lightning defied the laws of nature and did not harm Xiao Yi along with the blade. The high energy was all concentrated on the blade, causing the fragile metal to vibrate at a high frequency. He suppressed the violent blade and kept injecting more lightning elements into it.

Clang—Boom!

Xiao Yi bent his knees and leaped high into the air, swinging his sword with a magnificent flourish, unleashing all the accumulated lightning!

The extremely pure purple energy, like a fierce wave tens of meters high, swept towards Miyamoto Jiro on the other side of the arena, as if to completely engulf him.

Chapter 47 The End of the Deathmatch

Shadow Mountain, Narukami Grand Shrine.

The shrine was deserted. A pink-haired fox and a purple-haired thunder god sat in front of the sacred cherry tree. On a wooden table brought from inside the shrine were pastries, tea, and delicious fried tofu.

"I never expected that Shadow, who usually dislikes going out, would actually use the General's body to come and visit me, who's been keeping to myself all alone in my room." The fox smiled mischievously and teased, "However, your absent-minded look is making me a little unmotivated!"

A few minutes ago, Ying suddenly became a bit silly and dazed. It would take her a while to respond when her name was called. Yae Fox started to feel bored and picked up some fried tofu with her chopsticks to taste it.

"Hmm, not bad." The fox looked at the distant sky. "Speaking of which, there's lightning and thunder in the sky above Inazuma Castle, and it's not within your jurisdiction. Are you sure it's okay?"

"Hmm? His fighting style has some issues and needs some adjustments," the vacant-eyed figure muttered to himself. "But it's very exciting, certainly not lacking in entertainment value."

……

Hachi-yeon Island is far away from Narukami Island.

The sky was also overcast, and a light drizzle continued.

This is not due to Xiao Yi's influence, but rather a natural phenomenon, a normal rainfall occurrence.

On the summit of an unnamed hill, a dark figure stood straight, like an ancient stone statue weathered by time, gazing in the direction of Narukami Island.

whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—

"Perhaps we can use him to kill Thor."

……

The blinding light caused the audience to close their eyes tightly. Xiao Yi released a tidal wave of lightning, and after falling back to the ground, he immediately reached for the mask.

Faced with the storm-like attack just now, let alone removing the demon mask, even uttering a single word would have been enough to distract him and kill him on the spot.

Take advantage of the opportunity now and remove it as soon as possible to add an extra layer of insurance for your life.

Nevertheless, attacking the elder brother with such fierce lightning might have ended the battle immediately, so removing the mask was merely to ensure that there was no unforeseen circumstances.

When Xiao Yi held his hand up to his face, he was surprised to find that his skin was covered with cracks and emitted a faint purple glow, which looked quite strange.

It dawned on him.

The power provided by the system is not obtained on a one-to-one basis in terms of various attributes. One's own energy output is obviously greater than the physical body's ability to withstand it, and the body cannot bear it and thus disintegrates.

Xiao Yi had no time to pay attention to these things, or even to take off his mask, because he saw a scene that was so exaggerated it was beyond imagination.

Faced with the surging tide of lightning rushing towards him, Miyamoto Jiro actually planted his nodachi in the ground, grabbed his spear, and leaped up. A strong gust of wind swirled around the spear tip and his body. He raised the spear above his head and spun it like a propeller, creating a gust of wind and changing the direction of the electricity.

The time between Xiao Yi's attack and Miyamoto's reaction was less than 0.2 seconds.

Xiao Yi had anticipated that the wind element could spread to other elements, but he didn't know that his elder brother's control technique was so delicate that it could release such a powerful wind, which swept up all the lightning element that he had painstakingly summoned.

He finally understood why his wind was stronger than his elder brother's when his lord was the eldest brother. It turned out that his elder brother had been hiding his strength and only using a very small portion of the effects of the Eye of God.

In fact, he can subtly manipulate the air, inject it into the human body to destroy vital organs, and he can also create highly lethal gales to carry out large-scale attacks.

Miyamoto Jiro, an all-around strongman.

Thin, wispy lightning bolts, drawn by the wind element, were wrapped around the spear like cotton candy, forming a lightning tornado. Just before Miyamoto Jiro was about to land, he suddenly twisted his back and flung the lightning tornado out, aiming at Xiao Yi on the other side of the arena.

There's no way to avoid it; we can only tough it out!

Xiao Yi's heart was filled with surging emotions: A mere thunder tornado, watch me push it back!

Ignoring the physical damage caused by the energy overload, he infused the cheap sword with lightning element and swung it like a baseball bat, whipping the terrifying spinning top called Thunder Tornado.