Arknights, are you a good person?

She shook her head suddenly, thinking that she used to be a passionate, conscientious and hardworking official, and had always been very serious.

"I don't care about that."

Taihe shook his head: "Miss Lin Qingyan, did you see the sword light coming out of Qi Yuan's body? That is the aura of the royal swordsmanship. I roughly understand what you just said."

"You actually know?"

Lin Qingyan was a little surprised. How could he think of the successor of the Grand Tutor when he saw the sword energy? The Grand Tutor himself was not good at using the sword.

"There is someone occupying the position in front, so we cannot add a deputy official..."

"Ok?"

"I happen to know that within the royal family, there are various spells for concealing dragon horns and tails. I didn't expect to encounter them here. It's really an eye-opener." Taihe hid his surprise in his calmness.

"What on earth have you thought of?!" Lin Qingyan's unicorn horn began to crackle again.

But don't dare to think too much.

"Just as you thought." Taihe replied, and Lin Qingyan shook his head like a rattle.

No, it's not what she thought.

"Pure swordsmanship and magic that conceals characteristics don't easily make people think of that. It's mainly because we walked around this Poshan Town, and I felt that Qi Yuan was different from his peers."

"He must have been hidden for a long time to have such a sharp edge."

“Ahem, Taihe, stop sighing. Look at the battlefield. Grandmaster Zhongyue and Qi Yuan have already started sparring.”

Lin Qingyan quickly interrupted.

If this topic continues, both of them will become dangerous.

Taihe responded and turned around.

Will we see the scene where Qi Yuan draws his sword?

After all, his whole body was surrounded by pure Chixiao sword energy and he had a huge sword on his back. It would be unreasonable for him not to draw his sword, right?

But soon he was surprised and made the same surprised sound as Xi.

"Boxing skills?"

That’s right, Qi Yuan used boxing.

Qi Yuan and [Chong Yue] adopted exactly the same stance, with the same dark yellow light lingering on their arms. Even their auras were so similar that it was impossible to tell who was who.

Chongyue Fist: Whisk.

There are thousands of people who have learned Zhongyue boxing, but Xi vaguely feels that the pure boxing spirit emanating from Qi Yuan's body is more orthodox than what he has copied, and closer to the real Zhongyue.

But how is this possible?

Driving Nian's mecha and using Chongyue's fist, he stirred up trouble in Xi's painting...

"who the hell are you?"

At the moment Xi was surprised, the two figures disappeared while moving at high speed. The dark yellow light suddenly collided with each other, sand and rocks flew everywhere, walls collapsed and rocks flew. A huge air wave spread out with the impact point as the center, and the ground was flat wherever it passed.

The two Dali Temple officials were quick-witted and quickly jumped out of the battlefield.

After the first impact, the second wave followed.

The few buildings were reduced to ruins by the shock wave, and the ground looked like it had been plowed, leaving traces of fist winds one after another.

Boxing, cool!

Qi Yuan's eyes were bright. This was the first time he used the boxing skills of the Whisk Realm. It was completely different from his previous boxing. It already had some of the style he had when he caught Huai Tianpei and beat him up in the gym.

After countless collisions, the two figures separated in an instant and exchanged positions with each other.

"good."

Xi Hui's Zhongyue nodded repeatedly, and his body suddenly became blurry, like the water in an ink pond ruffled by a spring breeze.

After all, it was drawn. Even if Xi possessed an extremely powerful force in her sister's heart, she could not create a character that could truly rival Zhongyue.

The power of an artist has its limits.

[Zhongyue] looked down at his blurry body, then raised his head calmly, still in a punching stance.

"Won't you get out of the way?" Qi Yuan asked doubtfully.

This Zhongyue should have realized that he was fake, right?

"As a brother, of course I have to keep my sister safe. After all, this is a brother's responsibility."

[Chongyue] scratched his head in embarrassment: "Even if this body is fake, and this world is fake, my sister is still hiding in the deepest place. This is too real to doubt, and this is enough."

The momentum of [Zhongyue] is rising steadily.

Qi Yuan felt it and began to accumulate strength. The flames burning on the surface of the big robot rose, and the aura began to rise soon after.

The clouds above their heads surged like a tsunami, forming two whirlpools that kept spinning.

"But I don't sense any hostility from your fist, so just step on my puddle of ink and move forward."

[Zhongyue]'s silhouette became more blurred, and his momentum gradually climbed to its peak.

For a moment, his entire body seemed to have ceased to exist, as if he had abandoned this body made of ink and turned into the last punch of his life, calmly blocking Xi's way.

"It's funny."

These were his last words, and then, a fierce fist gust of wind came over like a tidal wave.

Like a landslide.

Qi Yuan stood still, and the accumulation of strength was finished in an instant, and the two fists collided with each other in an instant.

There was a bang.

A huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky.

The world is torn apart.

421: Heaven hates it! Heaven hates it!

Qi Yuan felt a huge recoil force, which was transmitted to the driver along the mechanical arm. Thanks to the excellent shock-absorbing design, Qi Yuan stabilized his body after rolling twice. Apart from numbness in his arm, there were no sequelae.

He raised his head and looked at the crack in the sky.

"Oh?"

Qi Yuan was surprised to find that the scenery inside the crack was not constant. Sometimes it was an ordinary thatched cottage, and sometimes it was a quiet study without a single window.

Inside the study, a green figure was kneeling in front of the desk, looking unhappy.

She was wearing thin clothes, with disheveled hair, and one of her red eyes was hidden by her long dark blue hair, giving off a sense of delicate beauty.

Just like a graceful beauty walking out of a painting.

In contrast to the delicate beauty are the eyes that are as sharp as needles.

"Hello, Miss Xi."

Qi Yuan greeted politely.

"I'm going to drive you away." Xi ignored this deadbeat and said in a very cold tone.

After realizing that Qi Yuan could see him, Xi quickly hid his smaller red sword behind him and picked up the brush he was using to draw the Spring and Autumn Annals.

With a flick of the brush, the scenery suddenly turned upside down.

"You, and the two petty officials you brought with you, never appear before me again!"

It is a case of hating the whole house and everyone in it.

"She is related to Nian Neng and is the old man's favorite disciple. I don't care what plans she has or what she wants me to do. Tell Nian that I have no interest in working for her."

There was a flash of light, and the crack was driven towards the big robot.

He was swallowed up in an instant. Xi didn't even look at it. He continued to press down the brush, swallowing Lin Qingyan and Taihe as well. The world in the painting suddenly returned to peace.

The style of painting changed.

Lin Qingyan shuddered violently, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed drastically.

A thatched cottage on the cliff.

Everything that just happened seemed like a dream. She looked down and saw that her hand was still on the door, maintaining the same motion of pushing the door, as if she had never entered.

"Well……"

Lin Qingyan turned around and said, "Taihe, you came out too?"

The broad-shouldered Fengti teammate covered his head, not caring whether he was injured or not, and quickly observed his surroundings.

"Where is Qi Yuanren?"

"It seems like he didn't come out at all."

Lin Qingyan also looked around for a while, but didn't see Qi Yuan, but he didn't feel any worry in his heart: "Anyway, he is like a fish in water in there, we just need to wait outside."

Anyway, Xi had no way to deal with Qi Yuan.

"Xi's painting skills are terrible."

Lin Qingyan sat on the ground, took out some dry food and said with emotion:

"He can actually copy someone else. His expression and tone are exactly the same as the real person. If Qi Yuan hadn't smashed him to pieces, I would never have thought that Grandmaster Zhongyue was a painting."

She took out a piece of cake and handed the dry food bag to Taihe.

It’s time to eat, it’s time to drink.

Just wait for Qi Yuan to come out by himself.

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The words are divided into two parts.

Xi sat on the ground, moving backwards repeatedly with the help of his hips until his back was against the wall. He raised his head blankly and looked at the figure on the table.

Qi Yuan.

At the moment Xi tried to throw him out of the crack, Qi Yuan suddenly took action, put away the big robot, and the target suddenly changed from the size of a five-story building to a person.

Naturally, Xi came up empty-handed.

Not only did he not throw Qi Yuan out, he also allowed him to crawl in through the ever-changing crack.

As soon as he came in, Qi Yuan sat down at her table.

"Finally we meet." Qi Yuan was filled with emotion. "It's so difficult to see you. Hiding in such a deep place, controlling everything in the painting remotely, do you feel good?"

"What on earth do you want to do?" Xi said somewhat collapsed.

"I'd like to ask, what exactly do you want to do?" Qi Yuan had wanted to ask clearly for a long time, "I remember that people often accidentally enter the world in your paintings, right?"

"..."

Not that often.

But looking at Qi Yuan's sandbag-sized fist, Xi still nodded hesitantly.

"Too...too close. Stay away from me and talk slowly." Xi panted in panic, his chest shaking up and down. "At least retreat to a point where you can't hit me with a punch."

Qi Yuan nodded, slowly turned around and stepped back. He only needed to take one step forward to hit Xi, and the effect was very good.

Xi's panic had improved a little.

Qi Yuan could see that what she was pursuing was not so much a personal safety distance as a social safety distance. Once someone got too close, Xi would feel extremely uncomfortable.

After solving the problem of social anxiety, Qi Yuan spoke in a very gloomy tone:

"Xi, why do you keep targeting me?"

"Miss Xi, Miss Xi, what did I do wrong to make you disrespect me so much?"

"..."

Xi was silent.

Qi Yuan had said all the words, what else could she say?

Xi gritted her teeth, staring at Qi Yuan with her indifferent red pupils, "What a bad guy who complains first. I don't know how the next words you say will distort the facts... Is this your innate ability?"