Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

Shen Qianluo felt that he had been cheated by everyone.

It's not even an illusion.

Standing in front of Morax, looking at him with his arms folded across his chest and staring at him, Shen Qianluo couldn't help but want to travel back to yesterday and give him a beating for a moment.

"Since you have this awareness, come and practice with me for some time." Shen Qianluo's body was slender but thin and upright, and at first glance he looked as gentle and elegant as a green pine. Morax looked at him and extended an invitation.

"Although winning or losing doesn't matter, if you lose too casually, it will make you look weak, which will undermine the original purpose of the competition."

"Oh... all right then."

The drooping ahoge responded, Shen Qianluo sighed, and followed Morax to a secluded place.

Xie Yue had taken the opportunity to have a private chat with his Lord Emperor. He didn't know what kind of advice or promise he got, but he happily rushed back to his cave to get busy.

Now, it is time for him to face the pressure from Emperor Rock King.

If we really talk about his current strength, he might not be without the strength to fight Morax, but Majia is weak, so he can only sigh and cry...

But it’s not that serious.

"I'm ready, come on, do what you want me to do."

With the look of a warrior who would never return, Shen Qianluo summoned out his bamboo flute and struck a pose, looking very professional.

Fighting against a powerful opponent has always been the favorite thing for martial artists, but now he has to pretend to be weak, which is a little troublesome.

"Attack me with all your strength. Let me see your strength."

"Huh, that's what you said."

The moment Morax finished speaking, Shen Qianluo moved. His figure was looming, the sound of a bamboo flute was heard, and in the blink of an eye, a rock creature shot out and flew towards Morax.

He took it in his hand and looked down.

A small stone.

Shen Qianluo has taken the opportunity to escape.

Ma Jia is so weak that it is impossible for him to fight Morax head-on.

"Oh? Interesting." As if he had not expected Shen Qianluo's escape, Morax raised his eyebrows slightly and started to chase after him.

Shen Qianluo was completely busy while escaping. He dodged Morax's pursuit at high speed, and the sound of the bamboo flute in his hand swept across, which suddenly had the effect of slowing down the opponent's movements. He dodged his hand reaching out to him at the critical moment again and again.

What was even more surprising was that he did not use too much of his own divine power, but instead summoned the mechanical arts that the immortals had studied with a wave of his hand: "Since you are the representative of the immortals, it wouldn't be against the rules to use some of their inventions, right?"

"Of course." The moment Morax's promise came down, Shen Qianluo had already activated the mechanism. Although the mechanical technology represented by Liuyun is only in its infancy, it still has some combat power.

It is much better than the small stones forged by Shen Qianluo.

Of course, all of these were no match for the Rock King Morax. Even if Shen Qianluo was very skilled in operating the mechanism and his dodging skills were extremely advanced, he would still be pulled back by Morax in minutes.

Without any mercy.

"Morax is so strong, I can't beat him, no matter how hard I try." Shen Qianluo smiled, but the words of the big man opposite him were like a blow to the head.

"He's sensitive enough, and he's good at operating mechanical devices, but his own strength..."

"Very impressive." Shen Qianluo answered quickly and was given a meaningful glance.

"Just follow me and use my divine power to clear the meridians."

"..." Shen Qianluo was silent for a moment. It should be said that Morax's vision was indeed amazingly accurate, and he was busy with the dredging of meridians recently.

After such a long period of recuperation from his battle with the law of nature, his flesh wounds had healed, but the severe damage to his meridians was by no means easy to heal.

Although he has no meridian circulation and only relies on the output of pure divine power, he also has the strength to fight against powerful demons, but he is still much weaker than himself who was once able to confront the laws of nature.

It is also because of this that he can disguise his weakness so perfectly.

"Then let's start." Shen Qianluo smiled and acted indifferent, then sat on the ground, waiting for Morax to make his move.

"From a universal perspective, unblocking the meridians will produce a more intense pain. Are you sure you want to start?" Morax's voice came from behind him. His hands were warm, just like his vast divine power.

For the meridians that have been severely damaged, the pain is doubly severe.

Thought flashed in his eyes, and Shen Qianluo nodded calmly: "Of course, I am the representative of the Immortal Family, how can I embarrass everyone... Yeah."

The sharp pain at that moment was like a needle piercing into flesh. Shen Qianluo bit his lower lip and clenched his fingertips silently. He suppressed the trembling of his body and smiled faintly with a suppressed voice: "Fortunately, it's better than I thought."

Morax lowered his eyes and looked at the young man who was enduring the severe pain but still smiling nonchalantly. His eyes darkened, and he still reduced his strength a little to maintain a steady output.

There really was not much divine power in Shen Qianluo's meridians, as if he, who was always so calm and gentle no matter what situation he faced, was just as he said, weak and without any fighting power.

It seems that he was really overthinking before...

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In fact, Shen Qianluo was almost going crazy from the pain.

After a whole day of torture, he finally returned to his residence in the evening as if he was flying in the clouds and couldn't find his body. He fell down on the spot and couldn't get up again.

"It hurts... It hurts so much..." Waves of piercing pain in the meridians echoed throughout the body. A hint of physiological fright flashed in the corners of the boy's eyes. He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and curled up his body. His fingertips were already deeply embedded in his flesh.

With the most pretentious and relaxed attitude, he concealed the most extreme and heart-wrenching pain. It turned out that he was... still very afraid of pain...

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After Morax practiced for several days, while Shen Qianluo was in agony, the martial arts competition finally opened with great fanfare.

If he continued to suffer for a few more days, he was afraid that every time he saw Morax he would reflexively recall the intense pain.

"What have you been through these few days?"

Sitting in the judges' seat, looking at Shen Qianluo, who was lying on the table in a daze, with a little shock, Xueyue couldn't help but begin to sympathize with him.

By the way, I am also worried about my future practice.

"Let's not talk about me for now. What did you say to Morax that day?"

Shanshan came back to her senses, Shen Qianluo swallowed her breath, and finally turned her gaze back to Xueyue.

The latter blushed and said modestly: "To be honest, I have already worshipped the Emperor as my master. He has been busy guiding your practice recently, so I returned to the cave and worked on some new mechanical techniques with Liuyun, hoping that they will be of some use for your appearance."

"Apprentice? I didn't expect that you would be the first to seize the opportunity." Shen Qianluo laughed, "Whatever the mechanism is, bring it to me for a look. Don't worry, I am sure that in the final contest, the Weak Demon God will shock the whole audience."