Genshin Impact: The Sharpshooter of Teyvat

Encouraged by Shao Yun, Paimeng decided to fire all the remaining three bullets in one go.

With the blessing of confidence, Paimon broke three bottles with three bullets.

Every time the bottle broke, she cheered excitedly, and every blow was a testimony to her growth.

Seeing that Paimeng's gun had run out of bullets, Shao Yun took the revolver from Paimeng's hand and carefully reloaded it for her.

"Paimeng, how do you feel?" Shao Yun asked softly, with a hint of tenderness in his tone.

Paimon gently touched his round chin, a satisfied smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, how should I put it," she blinked and continued, "Although I feel a sense of accomplishment every time I hit the target, in the end, I still prefer to hide behind you and Ying and enjoy the sense of security of being protected."

Upon hearing this, Shao Yun shook his head helplessly, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth inadvertently.

"It seems that you are still the little guy who needs to be taken care of. But it doesn't matter. Being able to hit a fixed target ten meters away is already a big improvement for you."

Shao Yun kept his promise. It was enough for Paimeng to protect himself. There were not many opportunities for Paimeng to shoot.

Afterwards, Shao Yun turned his attention to Ying who was practicing seriously at the side.

At this time, Ying had gradually adapted to the recoil brought by the Hawker revolver, and each shot seemed more and more stable.

Shao Yun knew that it was time for Ying to move on to higher challenges.

He slowly walked to Ying's side and asked softly, "Ying, how do you feel now?"

Ying gently shook her slightly sore right wrist.

"It feels good," she replied confidently, "I'm almost used to the weight and recoil of this gun."

Shao Yun looked at Ying, who was in excellent condition, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Ying, your progress is gratifying. But our training is far from over. Next, we will move on to more rigorous challenges."

When Ying heard this, a trace of surprise flashed across her face. She blinked, as if she was surprised by the meaning of "next step".

"Huh? More training?"

Shao Yun smiled and nodded, his eyes full of recognition of Ying's potential.

"For Paimon, a ten-meter fixed target may be enough, but for you, it's just the starting point."

Then Shao Yun counted on his fingers and told Ying about his plan while thinking.

"My goal is to enable you to hit every target at a high-speed movement within a distance of 50 meters. In addition, you can quickly draw your gun and shoot accurately in emergencies. And..."

Upon hearing this, Ying couldn't help but scratch his head, with a look of confusion and bewilderment in his eyes.

"This... sounds so difficult. Do I need to learn so much?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in her voice, and she was clearly feeling a little stressed about the challenge ahead.

"Do you really want to train me to be a sharpshooter like you?"

Seeing this, Shao Yun stretched out his finger and tapped Ying's forehead gently in an intimate but slightly reproachful manner.

"Don't underestimate yourself, Ying. Your potential is much greater than you think. If you learn it, the benefits will be huge! Others may not have the chance to learn it, so you must cherish this opportunity and do your best."

Shao Yun was not lying. When the three of them went to Fontaine, those gun-wielding people in the Fontaine Special Patrol would have to pay a large sum of money to ask him to teach them!

Although he is not Landon Ricketts, as a sharpshooter wearing a sharpshooter suit, he is well-known.

……

In the next few days, the Southern Cross Martial Arts Competition where the Beidou Fleet was located was in full swing, and every duel was full of tension and passion.

Shao Yun devoted himself wholeheartedly to teaching Ying the marksmanship, and every word of his instructions contained the profound essence of shooting.

Ying also showed amazing comprehension. Her marksmanship became more and more sophisticated. She could hit any target within 30 meters with absolute accuracy.

During these busy and fulfilling days, the three of them also took time out to go to the martial arts competition to experience the passion and excitement firsthand.

The atmosphere on the scene is always so warm, with the audience cheering and shouting one after another, and the wonderful performances of the contestants are dazzling, including some hilarious scenes.

For example, Chai Yi, a disciple from the "Lingshan School", used his "Hua Jin" skill to gather spiritual energy on his face and "attacked" his opponent's fist, but he was "counterattacked" unexpectedly. His teeth fell out, his mouth was crooked, his eyes were swollen, and he couldn't even speak clearly. This scene made everyone present laugh.

However, among the many contestants, there was one person whose performance impressed Shao Yun very much, and that was the particularly narcissistic Jin You.

Before the game, he boasted about his "glorious record" to everyone present, saying that he had never failed an exam at school, made a lot of money in business when he grew up, and was very popular in social circles.

Boasting that he had never failed, he even declared that he would obtain the Eye of God through this competition and become a "perfect man."

However, reality gave him a hard slap in the face.

In the first game, he was knocked down by a punch from a muscular man who was carrying goods at the port. It was an extremely embarrassing scene.

Afterwards, Shao Yun learned Jin You's true identity from Beidou. He was the son of a wealthy businessman in Liyue.

The reason why he can live a smooth life is all thanks to his father's resources and connections.

……

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the finals of the Southern Cross Martial Arts Tournament is about to begin. Paimon has been waiting at the scene impatiently, looking forward to the exciting moment.

On the other side, Ying was on the familiar beach, basking in the warm sunshine and conducting her shooting training.

Under Shao Yun's careful guidance, she is trying hard to challenge the fixed target fifty meters away.

This distance is undoubtedly a huge challenge for beginners.

The good news is that after days of hard practice, Ying's shooting skills have improved significantly.

Although this distance was still a bit beyond her ability, she was able to hit the target three times out of six shots, showing her great potential and talent.

Shao Yun saw it and was happy in his heart. He knew that Ying had made great efforts and this achievement was not easy for her.

However, during Ying's training, Shao Yun encountered a problem - Ying did not have a suitable holster to store her weapon.

This made him a little worried, after all, the holster is one of the most important equipment for a gunner.

He looked down at the sidearm holster on his waist, and an idea came to his mind.

"How about I give my secondary holster to Ying?"

Although I can only carry one gun from now on, for Ying, this loss is nothing!

At this moment, the system saw through his thoughts and popped up a message with understanding.

[You will be issued a separate holster, which you can give to Ying. 】

When Shao Yun saw the message, he was stunned at first, and then he showed a surprised expression.

He didn't expect the system to be so considerate and solve this problem for him.

He couldn't help but ask, "When did you become so considerate?"

But the system did not answer him, just popped up a message again.

【…】

Shao Yun looked at the ellipsis, shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "Okay, I understand what you mean. Although you don't have many functions, thank you this time."

After saying this, Shao Yun clapped his hands and turned his attention back to Ying.

He shouted to Ying who was practicing shooting seriously in the distance: "Ying! Let's stop here today!"

After hearing Shao Yun's call, Ying stopped what she was doing, turned around and looked at him.

Ying gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, took off her hat and fanned herself, with a helpless smile on her face.

"That glass bottle fifty meters away is so small that it makes my eyes blurry. It's so difficult."

Shao Yun listened quietly at the side, a smile on his lips.

He reached from his waist and pulled out the classic cowboy revolver with smooth and handsome movements.

Without much aiming, just relying on his feeling, he fired three shots from his hip. The glass bottle in the distance shattered, and the fragments flashed brightly in the sun.

This scene left Ying stunned, her eyes filled with surprise and admiration.

Shao Yun turned around with a warm smile on his face. He gently patted Ying's shoulder and comforted her, "Don't worry, you've made great progress. In just a few days, you can hit every target within 30 meters and have a 50% hit rate within 50 meters. This is really amazing. Don't be too hard on yourself."

Ying shrugged helplessly, a bitter smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

"I'll take that as your comfort. But I do have a long way to go."

"I'm telling the truth. If you reach my level after only a few days of practice, I really have to jump into the sea." Shao Yun smiled and nodded. There was a hint of humor in his words, which made the atmosphere relaxed.

Ying tapped Shao Yun's chest with her left index finger and said mischievously, "You only know how to joke."

Shao Yun waved his hand, signaling Ying not to say any more.

He smiled mysteriously and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. As a reward for your hard work, I have something to give you."

As he spoke, he took out an exquisite holster from his Eastern Legend backpack.

This holster is made of pure cowhide and is dark brown in color. It looks simple yet beautiful.

Shao Yun gently and carefully tied the holster around Ying's waist.

After fastening the holster, Shao Yun nodded with satisfaction and praised: "My sharpshooter girl, now you have a place dedicated to your gun. I believe you will become more and more powerful."

……

[Ying obtained a new outfit "Cowgirl"]

……

Ying's eyes fell on the holster on her right waist, and then turned to the silver High Roller revolver in her hand.

She holstered the powerful weapon, completing a sacred ritual.

Then, she slowly raised her head, her eyes met Shao Yun's deeply, her cheeks flushed, and she said shyly but firmly: "I don't know what to say."

Shao Yun looked at Ying and said warmly and deeply: "Don't forget what I taught you, that's enough."

In this warm yet slightly tense atmosphere, Ying suddenly stood on tiptoe and, like a dragonfly touching the water, gently left a kiss on Shao Yun's cheek.

At that moment, both of their heartbeats quickened.

Then, Ying's voice was filled with a hint of shyness and anticipation.

"Sleep late tonight..."

Upon hearing this, Shao Yun curled up a meaningful smile. He looked at Ying deeply and understood the meaning of her words.

"Oh~"

This simple syllable contains infinite expectations, making the conversation between the two more meaningful.

Just as a warm and intimate atmosphere was flowing between Shao Yun and Ying, Fengyuan Manye suddenly appeared.

He witnessed this scene and was stunned for a moment. Then he turned around quickly, with a barely perceptible embarrassment on his face. He quickly explained, "Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. Paimon asked me to come."

Upon hearing this, Shao Yun and Ying simultaneously distanced themselves from each other, and a subtle awkwardness filled the air.

Ying coughed lightly to break the silence, with a hint of smile in her voice, trying to resolve the sudden awkwardness.

"Manye, what do you want from us?"

Wan Ye still had his back to the two of them, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his voice.

"It's about the Southern Cross Martial Arts Tournament. The finals are about to be held, and Paimon asked me to come and inform you. I'm so sorry, I came at a bad time."

Shao Yun was interrupted by the sudden "visitor" and felt embarrassed rather than angry.

He tried to make his tone sound lighter.

"It's okay, Manye, we'll go watch the finals of the martial arts tournament right away, thank you."

……

Shao Yun, Ying and Fengyuan Manye set out on the journey to the Southern Cross Martial Arts Tournament, but the atmosphere became subtle and awkward because of the intimate scene that Manye had just accidentally witnessed.

In order to break the silence and discomfort, Shao Yun took the initiative to bring up the topic and draw attention to the upcoming duel.

"Mr. Manye, excuse me, who are the two finalists?"

Wan Ye was slightly stunned, then he fell into recollection and said slowly: "Let me recall a warrior named 'Uncle Yun' and a contestant named 'Fei Fei'."

Shao Yun took the opportunity to continue the conversation, using small talk to dispel the awkwardness in the air.

"Really? Then Mr. Manye, which side do you think has a better chance of winning?"

Wan Ye pondered for a moment and analyzed: "Uncle Yun is known for his strength, so he should not be ignored; while Fei Fei wins with his speed. They both have their own strengths. It's hard to say who will win in the end."

Shao Yun nodded slightly and smiled mysteriously, "I personally feel that Uncle Yun may have the last laugh."

Wan Ye couldn't help but feel curious when he heard this.

"Oh? Why is this?"

Shao Yun pointed to his head and said casually: "It's just based on intuition. Sometimes, people's intuition is often more accurate than any analysis."

When Wan Ye heard this, he was stunned at first, then he smiled and expressed his agreement.

"Intuition? Indeed, intuition is sometimes more reliable than any clues."

In Shao Yun's mind, he naturally knew the direction of this duel. After all, he knew the plot. Anyway, the guy named Feifei in the end was a member of the treasure-stealing group and would definitely steal the Eye of God before the final, so his opponent would definitely win.

But even if you don't know the plot, from an intuitive point of view, when a strawweight player fights against a heavyweight player, people will subconsciously think that the heavyweight player will definitely win.

……