Genshin Impact: What should I do if I become my own character? !

The fierce sword moves were blocked one by one, and the attacking and defending sides began to gradually change.

He stabbed and thrust his weapons horizontally and vertically, his moves becoming more and more deadly, but they were all blocked.

For immortals, even if their heads are temporarily cut off, as long as they have enough immortal power, they can still be resurrected. For immortals, there are almost no weaknesses in their bodies, but after losing their power, they will be the same as ordinary people, just with a stronger physique.

(Probably has a stronger physique, faster speed, and greater processing energy than mortals, but the underlying logic of operation is to rely on immortal power to repair the body. When there is no power, it will no longer repair the wound. It will be similar to ordinary people, but the physique is still very strong)

"Use all your strength, it doesn't matter, the stronger the better!" At the beginning, let go of your hands and feet, because the opponent will be able to resist.

Both sides enjoyed this fight very much, and after letting go, there was no restraint.

The sharp sword tip almost hit him several times, but he dodged it just in time or blocked it with the spear in his hand.

However, his attacks seemed to be predicted by the opponent and were all dodged or blocked. He fought for a long time without breaking the defense.

The speed of the attacks was getting faster and faster. It had been a long time since I had such a satisfying fight. Every attack was perfectly blocked, so I changed my strategy.

Actively increase the distance. After all, compared with the sword, the spear is always longer.

In the battle of weapons, the longer the weapon, the stronger it is.

It's a good fight, but it will get uncomfortable if you play it for too long.

He wanted to put the tip of his spear against his neck to end the fight, but the other party saw through his intention and blocked it with his sword.

With more force, the sword bent slightly, but bounced back to its original shape as the force was applied.

I sincerely admire the person in front of me: "That's great, keep it up! You will be even better next time!"

He increased the speed. His marksmanship was famous for its swiftness and ferocity. It was getting faster and faster, from a small stream in the beginning to a rushing river now. More and more moves were like raindrops.

The opponent was finding it increasingly difficult, one reason being that his speed was increasing, and the other reason being that his mortal body was already feeling tired.

Finally, he scratched the opponent's hand with the tip of the gun, and the sword in the opponent's hand flew out and fell to the ground.

The sound woke me up and I looked at the other person.

Nuolinxi was not feeling well now. His body was soaked with sweat. Because of the pain, tears had begun to accumulate in the corners of his eyes. He quickly wiped them with his sleeves to prevent the tears from flowing down. Although he was wearing gloves, a bloody mark was still left on his hands. The blood first dyed the white gloves red, and then began to drip down his hands. His vision was a little blurred due to excessive exertion, and sweat was dripping down his face.

What happened to me just now? Thinking back carefully, all the counterattacks just now seemed to rely more and more on instinct, rather than on myself. At that time, it seemed that I really wanted to kill the other party...

The slight trembling from fear was seen as unbearable pain in the other party's eyes!

"Sorry," he leaned forward, feeling the warmth in his palm. The wound on his hand healed, and his exhausted state also improved a lot. "I haven't had such a satisfying fight in a long time. I was a little excited. I'm sorry for hurting you."

"It's okay... I feel good..."

It really felt good. This feeling was like the first time I faced death. To be honest, I seemed to be very attached to pain... After realizing this, I shuddered, but in the eyes of others, it was a slight tremor due to pain.

"Sorry, sorry, my body reacted before my brain..."

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt that much... I can still tolerate the pain. Thank you for sparring with me!" He took off the broken gloves, replaced them with a new one, and replied with a smile, "After all, I haven't had such a good fight for a long time. This feeling is really good!"

"To be honest, I haven't had this feeling for a long time, and I have rarely encountered it..." The two sides are evenly matched, but I am stronger than the opponent. This feeling is rare on the current battlefield. Although it is considered one of the high-end combat forces, this is an era where demons are rampant.

No matter how powerful an immortal is, how can he be better than a god?

"Thank you for your comments on my swordsmanship... But I want to continue my work now, so I'm sorry to leave you."

Thinking about the huge goal to be achieved, I decided not to bother them anymore. These things must be tiring.

"I'm leaving now. I'll come play with you tomorrow!"

"Goodbye, Sister Ping, goodbye, Sister Xianyun." After waving goodbye, I finally had time to recall what had just happened.

I haven’t learned those… I took off the gloves I had just put on and looked at my hands carefully. It was a very strange feeling. It was really interesting~

These bodies are more interesting than I thought, and this is something worth talking about...

It's as disgusting as if memories that I didn't have suddenly reappeared, or memories that I should have had disappeared. I don't remember that I have ever learned any so-called canned knowledge, right?

He swung the sword a few times, without the same feeling as before. It was obvious that he wanted to kill the other party... The other party was an immortal more powerful than himself, so this idea was not a big deal. After all, it was impossible to cause real harm. But what if it was an ordinary person who was just practicing with himself?

I know that my swordsmanship is good, but it's not this good...

"What have I forgotten? I have forgotten it in my memory, but my body has not forgotten... Everything has left a mark, right?" There are clear teeth marks on my hands, which is the proof of the existence of the marks. As long as the wounds on the body have existed, they will definitely leave marks. So I looked carefully at every position on my hands. Apart from the scratches from my own cuts and the teeth marks from my own bites, there is nothing...

No, this shouldn't be the hand of a swordsman! After realizing this, he looked at his palm again. It was very delicate, but this was the most problematic point. He had never taken good care of his hands. It was even a torture for his hands...

"There's something really wrong with all this... and one more question, are you listening to me, Noreen Laner?"

There is no response, but I know that there shouldn't be a response. Is it an illusion or is it real?

There is a guy named Noreen Laner, who is related to me and stronger than me. This is the conclusion I have drawn so far. I don’t know the rest. And there is a high probability that he is very close to me, maybe even my parent?