Chapter 101 Witness! The Glory of the West Wind

The war dance was a fifteen-minute show of fighting, showing the power of real combat.

Noel and Jiang Yi separated, holding swords, and saluted to all the spectators around them.

"This is the Zephyr War Dance that we two recreated!"

"If there are any deficiencies, I would like to draw on everyone's wisdom to perfect my sword skills!"

He spoke modestly and politely, and even though he had done something that would go down in history, he remained neither arrogant nor conceited, and was full of chivalry.

There was thunderous applause.

If the Western Knights had not blocked them at the edge, the people of Mond would have rushed forward and thrown Jiang Yi and Noel into the air.

"What a great pair of people. They improved their swordsmanship together and went out to defeat monsters together."

An old retired knight thought of the two people's adventure that was rumored in the Adventurer's Guild a few days ago.

"It's so similar! It's so similar!"

"It really looks like a lion of light, it really looks like a young wolf!"

"It would be great if outsiders were willing to stay in Mondstadt!"

"Yes!"

Someone sighed, "Just like Amber's grandfather, the former scout knight was once glorious!"

"If he was...?"

"This kid got a bargain!"

The young girl next to her suddenly became unhappy.

"Why don't you support Noelle?"

"...It is a bad custom for Mondstadt nobles to have many wives and concubines..."

"God of Wind is above, you have the freedom to love!"

"Fuck the kid, go back and beat him up!"

The fire of stock gossip is burning among the people of Mondstadt. After all, heroes and girls are indispensable elements in legendary stories.

The love-hate relationship between the hero and the numerous girls is an enduring selling point.

"Mr. Executive, will they be a threat in the future?" The Fatui in the stands made a gesture to kill them.

The lady's cold gaze made the Fatui swallow their words.

"Are you questioning the might of the Ice Queen, or the power of Winter?"

"Don't dare! Don't dare!"

The fools fell to their knees with cold sweat soaking their collars.

"I never questioned the Queen and Zhidong's intentions. Please forgive me, Executor."

"Drag him away!" the lady said lightly.

The kneeling fools looked ashen and were taken away by the people around them.

A drop of rain falls from the sky.

Jiang Yi looked up and saw a dark cloud passing by in the sky, but in the distance the sun was shining brightly through the sea of ​​clouds.

"It seems to be a timely rain, but also a small shower."

"Bennett, so scary!"

Noelle suppressed her excitement and trepidation and looked at Qin: "Jiang Yi, are you still going to perform the one-handed sword dance? I'll go down first!"

"Please help me take the training sword away!" Jiang Yi handed over the sword in his left hand.

Noelle hurried off with the sword in hand, waiting for Jean's announcement.

"Stranger, still on the field!"

Because of the rain, the crowd was a little chaotic and pressed towards the pavilion.

Qin looked at the weather in confusion. Before the Knights of Favonius held the knight selection, they specially predicted the weather and chose the most suitable day.

Unexpectedly, there was a light rain near the end.

"Is it the influence of the Wind Demon Dragon?"

She thought about it and looked at the crowd who were soaked by the rain but had no intention of leaving.

In the field, Jiang Yi held the sword in both hands, and his clothes fluttered and rustled.

Once again attracted everyone's attention!

"My instructor regrets that the war dance has been lost, so I will use the imitation of the Lion of Light West Wind's War Dance as my first gift."

"My instructor told me about the legend of the wolf cub Rustan, and I responded that I would reach his level!"

"So, today, there is a second gift!"

"This is dedicated to Mondstadt!"

Everyone looked curiously at the row of instructors in front of them. Who was Jiang Yi's instructor in the one-handed sword training field?

The instructor cursed with a smile: "This kid, why didn't you say my name when you were promoting me?"

The other instructors nearby were trying not to laugh. They were envious, jealous, and happy at the same time: “You didn’t tell him either!”

I told you to show off and chase people away that day. Now you are getting your retribution!

"Forget it! It's better to be an unknown instructor!" The instructor hid his merits and fame and crossed his arms.

"If a bunch of people knew my name and came to me to become my disciples, I wouldn't be able to teach another Jiang Yi."

"If my skills are exposed, my reputation will be ruined!"

"I don't want to be the instructor who gets knocked away by his apprentice. After all, those who can learn the war dance are all monsters with huge strength!"

"He has a terrible talent for learning, and I feel frustrated everywhere. It is not a pleasant experience to be an instructor at all."

"But the second gift is..."

He had some guesses, but thought they were too far-fetched.

"Oh my god, it's raining!"

Jiang Yi looked at the drizzle and it became huge.

"The roses are in bloom!"

At some point, pots of roses were brought up by Amber, Fischl, and Bennett.

Jiang Yi put a lot of thought into presenting the description of the wolf cub Rustan in the book.

"Witness it! The glory of the West Wind!"

When you step,

Everything is still.

The chess spectator's perspective is opened.

Bullet time turned on.

All the raindrops seemed to stay in the air.

As the force penetrated the sword, the blade cut out a west wind.

These transparent pearls in the air can be easily shattered and chopped off.

The water droplets are pulled outward.

The clothes are not wet in the rain, and the roses are swaying in the wind.

The rose flowers, carried by the wind, fell into the hands of the people of Mondstadt.

There is a solo dancer in the field, surrounded by roses, but outside the sword's edge.

The rain soaked the ground, except for the three-foot-three-square area where Jiang Yi stepped, which remained dry, like an open umbrella.

"The sword cuts the rain, and the wind cuts the roses."

"The ultimate of all mortals, the highest swordsmanship."

"I never thought that I would be able to see sword skills comparable to that of the wolf cub Rustan again before I die!"

"I have no regrets in death! I have no regrets in death!"

The old knight burst into tears and wished he could pick up the sword of West Wind and learn to dance together.

A cold wave broke out on the lady, freezing the rain on the viewing platform.

The Fatui were trembling, and the Firefly Warlock quietly lowered his head and stared at his toes.

The lady lowered her hands, which were raised elegantly.

It seems that there is a young man from five hundred years ago in my eyes.

The young man who rose from a tenant farmer to the vice-captain of the Knights of Favonius and created the swordsmanship of Favonius was also dancing with a sword in the rain and cutting the roses in the courtyard.

The girl sang the ballad with joy.

The girl went to another place and returned from studying abroad.

The disaster of the ancient country befell this land where the love of young boys and girls was brewing.

Poisonous dragons, endless monsters...

And... the incompetent God of Wind!

The lady stood up and looked at the statue of the god of wind in Barbatos with hatred. Her sharp eyes swept across the crowd, and saw a fleeting green figure.

"Stay in Mondstadt, those who died in battle!"

"The ridiculous Sword of the Guardian of the West Wind!"

Taking a step forward, the lady looked at the sky which was gradually clearing up and the dark clouds were leaving.

"The Queen's glory will take its place here!"

"Let the stranger come to see me!"

The Fatui were stunned, and the Firefly Warlock left immediately after them.

"How unlovable! Why do you want to cut the roses?" Lisa leaned against the railing and looked at Jiang Yi in the field.

With magic power surging all over his body, he looked at the frozen ice in the audience and the empty Winter Viewing Stand.

"Is anyone stimulated?"

For a moment, many people were wary of the lady.

"I wonder if my sister's swordsmanship can defeat the opponent..." Barbara crossed her arms and looked amazed.

"Beautiful flowers! They look like they are popping and exploding in the flower bed!" The little girl's words drew the handsome boy's reproach.

"Kelly, you can't!"