I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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It would be better to let them compete right under our noses, so that any accidents can be stopped in time.

"no problem."

Qiong patted his chest, his face displaying the open and righteous air of a chivalrous hero.

"I am a person who values ​​martial ethics the most. In sword sparring, I always stop when the point is reached and win people over with virtue!"

His righteous and chivalrous demeanor made Yun Li take another look at him, and her impression of this scoundrel Gray Hair changed slightly once again.

"Then bring it on."

Yun Li took a deep breath, her face tense, and with a flick of her sword finger, the suspended flying sword hummed, ready to strike.

Qiong slowly raised his hand, assuming an ancient and profound sword-opening stance.

Yun Li: "?"

Ling Sha: "?"

March 7th & Danheng: "..."

The tense, imminent atmosphere suddenly froze for a moment, becoming eerie.

All eyes were focused on the sword that Qiong had drawn.

It was a twelve-barreled Gatling gun with a futuristic design and a pale purple glow.

The cold muzzle of the gun gleamed ominously in the sunlight.

"What...what are you doing?"

A question mark slowly appeared above Yun Li's head.

"Let's have a swordsmanship exchange."

Qiong looked completely at ease, even with the nonchalant air of a master.

"What are you standing there for? I'll give you a handicap; you can go first."

He even made a gesture of invitation, as if it were a serious matter.

"What kind of swordsmanship sparring is this?!"

Yun Li jumped up.

"What? Are you scared?"

Qiong squinted and said disdainfully.

"This isn't a question of whether you're afraid or not..."

Yun Li's face contorted, and the corners of her mouth twitched wildly.

"That's not even a sword!"

Even March 7th couldn't stand it anymore and stood up for Yun Li.

That's bullying a child.

The bullet entered the body, so what you mean by "stopping when it hits" is that the bullet stopped when it hits the body?

"Who said that?"

Qiong slowly stroked the cool barrel of the Gatling gun, a profound and unfathomable smile appearing on his face.

"This is called American Iaido swordsmanship, also known as Ashina swordsmanship. It has 3,600 turns in one breath and is used to save all living beings with great compassion."

"Sword energy is formless and intangible, so who says bullets don't count as sword energy?"

"Three thousand six hundred sword energies per second, do you understand?"

"This is the flying sword case."

Qiong's gaze finally landed on Yun Li, whose face was flushed red:

"Didn't you mention before that your grandfather said that a sword has no fixed form?"

"Star's baseball bat, fire spear, and hat all count as swords, so why shouldn't my gun count as a sword?"

Justified and convincing.

"Uh……"

Qiong's words silenced everyone.

March 7th scratched his fluffy pink fur and looked at Yun Li.

She couldn't help with that. Yun Li had indeed said that before: "The sword has no fixed form."

Even Yan Qing, a master of flying swords, fell into deep thought after hearing Qiong's words.

That makes a lot of sense!

Aren't bullets just miniature flying swords?

A Gatling gun is just a sword case, right?

"Hesitating, timid, and always looking back and forth—is this what you call mastering swordsmanship? Your understanding of the way of the sword is nothing more than this. And you think you can snatch the Xuanzhong Ruler from my hands with this?"

"Hehe, hehehehe~"

As if facing an opponent who had lost the will to fight, Qiong slightly raised her chin, her condescending gaze revealing three parts mockery, three parts urging, three parts arrogance, and one part amusement, and softly said:

“Go back and train for a few more years… no, decades, then. A genius is just the threshold to meeting me.”

The amused smile and sarcastic tone immediately made Yun Li grit her teeth.

"Ugh! I'm so angry! Bring it on, I'm not afraid of you!"

Yun Li was completely enraged by the barrage of taunts and charged forward, wielding Yan Qing's flying sword.

"Flying Sword!"

then.

Yun Li typed GG.

The poor flying sword was instantly struck by the metal and elemental storm of ultra-high-density sword energy spewed out by the Gatling gun, clanging and sparks flying everywhere.

Like leaves being brutally ravaged in a storm, they were powerless to fight back.

Yanqing watched from the side, her heart bleeding.

That's his sword!

I bought this sword by eating dirt!

"I got it!"

Xing gazed at Yun Li, who was kneeling on the ground in pain, surrounded by what seemed like falling snowflakes. He could almost see the battle between two supreme sword masters, and he was comprehending the Dao in Longchang.

"I believe I am also a master swordsman!"

She proudly raised her snow-white breasts, which had undergone a second development thanks to Qiongzai's constant massages day and night, and said.

"Wake up! That's not a sword at all!"

On March 7th, she excitedly grabbed Xing's neck with both hands and shook her up and down.

All she could say was that if she admitted that the Gatling gun in Qiong's hand was a sword, then her dream of wandering the world as a martial arts hero would be shattered.

"Hehe, well played."

Seeing Yun Li's dejected appearance, Qiong thoughtfully went over to comfort her.

"It's just that your swordsmanship is still a little bit behind mine."

The dome forms a gap with the thumb and forefinger.

Using Ashina swordsmanship wasn't him bullying Yunli; he was actually holding back.

Otherwise, using the Taixu Sword God on a little girl would be even more bullying.

"you……"

Yun Li's clenched teeth made her look like an incompetent wife, or rather, an incompetent master.

He could only watch helplessly as his greatsword fell into the hands of the gray-haired man and was played with at will.

Qiong immediately pounced on Yun Li, who was slumped on the ground with her legs hunched over, and burst into wild laughter:

"Haha, that's the look I wanted to see on your face, that helpless look on your face when you can't win!"

"Good, good... sword!"

That's right, swords have no fixed form, and the gray-haired man in front of him is the swordsman!

"From now on, I will definitely not lose!"

Yun Li couldn't stand Qiong's maniacal laughter any longer. She uttered a harsh remark and turned to leave, her delicate figure carrying a sense of desolation and disillusionment.

"Don't rush off. We were originally going to have tea. Would you like to join us for a cup?"

"do not want!"

Yun Li didn't even turn her head. She didn't want to drink tea with this bastard gray-haired guy, especially since she didn't like drinking tea.

"Really? That's a shame. I still have dozens of super delicious kebabs made with a secret recipe, so I'll just have to eat them myself."

Qiong sighed heavily, as if it were a serious matter.

He wasn't lying; it was a snack made using a universal synthesizer—candied hawthorn.

The all-purpose synthesis machine produced by Uncle Grey, the "childcare version," was placed on the train by Sora as a public facility for everyone's convenience and also for the easy disposal of Himeko's coffee.

It has even become an important tool for people to test their luck every day.

Before heading out, use the all-purpose synthesizer to fuse snacks and see the results.

If you synthesize a snack that has a positive bonus, it means you'll have great luck today.

If it has no effect, it's normal; a negative buff means bad luck.

Also, Xingbao plugs up a dozen or so garbage bags almost every day.

The space ring is already piled high with all sorts of positive and negative buffs and delicious snacks.

"..."

Gah!

Yun Li's steps froze in mid-air, as if she had been put on pause.

His throat involuntarily twitched, producing a loud swallowing sound.

She turned her head sharply, her small face filled with doubt, but the longing gleaming in her big eyes was impossible to hide.

Qiong, Qiong Shi bird skewers!?

Several, dozens of strings?

Faced with the little glutton's "I suspect you're lying to me but I really want to eat it" look, Qiong smiled slightly.

With a wave of his hand, he magically produced several giant skewers of jujubes from his ring, their colors alluring and exuding a sweet fruity aroma and the shimmering glow of rock sugar.

Each fruit is round and plump, with the flesh seemingly about to burst out of the shell under the crystal-clear sugar coating, creating a visually stunning effect.

"Wow, it's huge!"

Normally, a single Qiong fruit on a skewer is only the size of a hawthorn, but the ones on Qiong's skewer are all the size of apples.

Yun Li's eyes instantly turned into starry eyes, her mouth opened unconsciously, and a strand of crystal-clear saliva quietly slid down the corner of her mouth.

The allure of skewers is hard to resist.

Not to mention the apple-sized skewers.

"Want some?"

Qiong handed over the skewers.

"I don't want to..."

Yun Li stubbornly turned her head away, but the next second, her body's instincts overcame her stubbornness:

"Eat! I want some!"

They don't want to be fed by the bad guys who bully them, but if it's a bunch of kiwis, then it's a different story.