Genshin Impact, I, Aradaki Ichito, don’t want to be a funny guy!

Chapter 442: MiyoshiroSasaiGross vs. Tartaglia

Four cylindrical destructive lasers containing ultra-high energy burst out from the toy-like muzzle and shot straight towards Tartaglia.

In an instant, black smoke surged up, completely covering the opponent's figure, and the red flames twisted like a demon, blooming wildly.

In the darkness, a flash of lightning flashed, and the four cannons shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

Combat boots stepped out of the thick smoke, and a tall figure gradually appeared. Tartaglia returned again in the armed state of the Demon King.

"Oh, this looks pretty good. It's definitely durable."

There was no trace of solemnity in Miyu Chiyo's eyes, but instead they were filled with excitement and eagerness to try.

"It's better to be careful. After all, we are not in our peak condition right now. In terms of individual strength alone, the opponent is still on par with us."

Yuri Sasa gave an appropriate reminder.

Miyu Chiyo rolled her eyes, "Don't pour cold water on me. You said you are a human being. We are fighting three against one. Besides, the guy on the opposite side just went through a tough battle and his physical strength has declined a lot. Can he still turn the tables?"

"Do you think he's my brother? Can he fight three of them alone?"

"Roar!"

A beast-like roar exploded in his ears, and Tartaglia charged like a mad dragon, drawing wisps of unpredictable dark purple arcs on the battlefield, and almost in an instant he rushed in front of Miyu Chiyo.

The deadly thunder gathered in his hand into a long spear, which he stabbed down with unstoppable force, as fast as a stream of light.

Clang!

"Haha, kid! You're a little too impatient!"

Without any warning, Miyu Chiyo suddenly turned around, drew his sword, and hit the thunder spear hard.

Her red eyes glowed with blood, her fair face was full of madness, and the fighting factor that had been dormant for a long time suddenly erupted in her petite body.

"Let me teach you what real combat is like!"

The next second, the long sword was unstoppable and split the lightning spear into two halves. The blood-red sword light was infinitely magnified in front of Tartaglia's eyes.

Click!

The armor on Tartaglia's chest suddenly shattered, a long slanting blade cut through his skin, blood spurted out, and the whole person was thrown backwards like a cannonball.

The combat boots left two grooves on the ground. Tartaglia, who had just stopped and was trying to calm his breath, heard a slight sound in his ears again.

"What are you thinking about, young man?"

Snapped!

The crisp slap mixed with a surging electric current hit his face hard, causing him to roll in the air.

Sasayuri kicked out without thinking.

The kick wrapped in thunder landed accurately on the opponent's abdomen, and the latter flew backwards again.

Tartaglia bit his tongue and twisted his body forcefully to steady himself in mid-air, but suddenly several funny toy missiles, dragging red tails, bombarded him again and again.

Boom boom boom!

Gross raised his hand slightly, and countless building blocks appeared out of thin air around him, assembled into various types of shells and sprayed out.

Tartaglia was blown away in the air again, and several building block missiles comparable to elemental cannons hit her. Even the Demon King's armed forces could not withstand it.

"Where are you looking!"

A loud and stern shout rang out like thunder, and the devilish figure of Miyu Chiyo appeared in front of him. His face, which was completely shrouded in shadow, revealed an extremely hideous and bloody smile.

She swung the long sword, and the scarlet blade left a bloody afterimage in the void, like a bloody whip swung from hell, hitting Tartaglia's chest fiercely.

The attack direction of this knife is exactly the same as the place where the previous knife landed!

The experience and instincts honed through countless life-and-death battles have completely forged Yu Chiyo's ruthless, vicious, and crazy fighting style.

She is like a sharp knife that drinks blood, unstoppable and invincible. As long as there is a slight flaw, she will accurately seize it and expand it infinitely.

"Ahem!"

Tartaglia screamed in pain. The knife almost cut him open completely, and his bones and internal organs could be vaguely seen.

He was chopped down to the ground with great force, and amid the rising dust, Gomi Chiyo followed him like a thorn in his side, with his wooden clogs stepping on his chest and his blood-red long knife piercing into the gap between his shoulder blades, piercing through his shoulder and nailing it in place.

shhhhhh!

In an instant, several more Thunder Spears pierced through Tartaglia's limbs at lightning speed, further blocking his movements.

Rumble…

The earth trembled continuously and turned into building blocks without any warning. As they surged and combined, they completely wrapped up Tartaglia's body, leaving only her head exposed. It became a square, indestructible building block cage.

Gross gently put down his hand, announcing the end of the incident.

Everything is so smooth, so natural, and so fast that it now feels unreal.

The fact is, each of Gross and his two companions only made two symbolic moves and captured the enemy alive within a minute.

"Wow, no way, so fierce?"

Lei Hu was amazed.

Gross moved the building block cage in front of himself. Tartaglia in front of him had once again withdrawn from the Demon King's Armed Forces, looking exhausted.

He gasped.

"I... lost..."

Gross nodded. "Yes, you lost, so please abide by our rules and don't resist. I think your chances of survival will be higher this way."

"Please believe me, I don't want to kill anyone, not at all."

Immediately, he knocked Tartaglia in front of him unconscious and sent him aside.

Miyuchiyo sheathed her sword and clapped her hands in disappointment.

"It seems that I am shortsighted. This guy lost too quickly. He couldn't even last a minute. I didn't enjoy it at all."

Sasayuri surprisingly did not refute. As a warrior who had experienced many battles, she felt that her bones were rusted from living in the spiritual space (although they did not have this thing in reality).

This time, Sasalis couldn't help but want to stretch her muscles more, but unfortunately, alas...

There are too many monks and too little porridge...

"Two...seniors?"

The voice of Kujo Sara attracted the three people.

She looked a little nervous at the moment, "Are you really the same person from five hundred years ago..."

Michiyo pondered for a moment and said,

"Well, if I say it's not you will believe it?"

Kujo Sara: "…"

No? Why is this person's way of speaking and tone so similar to Arotaki Ichito?

Could it be genetic?

Sasalis covered her forehead and said, "Stop teasing me. Let me tell you."

He turned his gaze and said seriously,

"My child, your guess is correct. Chiyo and I are indeed ancient people from five hundred years ago, and I am your ancestor, Sasayuri."

"It's unbelievable that the two seniors are still alive."

Kujo Sara's expression was quite complicated.

Miyu Chiyo raised her eyebrows, "You are so presumptuous, can't I live anymore?"

"Uh, sorry, that's not what I meant."

Kujo Sara bowed to Michiyo.

Although this person committed a very disrespectful act according to historical records, he was still a senior after all, and had just saved his life, so it was really difficult to attack him.

And it’s really hard to say whether there is any hidden secret behind this.

Anyway, I can just ask my ancestors later.

Kujo Sara thought so.