Chapter 66: One enemy, the boy who delivers wealth

The two-handed sword practitioners didn't expect that Jiang Yi came prepared.

A foreigner actually understood Morax's contract.

But can the God of Liyue control the people of Mondstadt?

A contract without supervision is nothing but a piece of waste paper.

With a sneer in his heart, a man stepped forward to negotiate with Jiang Yi.

The two sides argued for a long time.

Finally, the contractual agreement.

"Both sides are fighting, and it's over when it's over."

"You can bleed and break bones, but you cannot break arms or limbs."

"The heart, crotch, temples...many fatal parts are not within the attack range."

"You shall not kill, and you shall not use the power of the relics."

"All injuries are borne by the winner, and the winner does not need to spend any medical expenses."

"The defeated party, if they are two-handed sword trainers, must compensate Jiang Yi for the delayed sword training courses, totaling 10 million Mora or something of equivalent value. The eldest son of the noble family is ordered to pay the price on behalf of others within ten days regardless of whether he can raise the funds or not."

"If the defeated party is Jiang Yi, he must pay one million Mora as compensation for insulting the Mondstadt nobles and future knights as 'Torch Hillmen'."

The number of people fighting on both sides is not equal, so the compensation provided is naturally not equal.

All in all, Jiang Yi was at a disadvantage, but he didn't think he would lose.

The other side thought the same thing. They had been arguing internally over the amount of compensation, but they quickly agreed on the person responsible and asked the eldest son of the noble who initiated the duel to pay.

The eldest son of the noble family didn't think he would lose, so he agreed immediately.

A new contract was agreed upon internally, stipulating those who would participate in the large amount of compensation, those who would participate in the small amount, and those who would not, and together they would pool together a total of 10 million.

Jiang Yi looked at the draft of the contract in his hand and found that he had overlooked one item, so he quickly wrote it down.

"Both sides may only use white training swords and white edgeless swords! The winner will be the last one standing."

Write the text and spread out the paper.

Jiang Yi placed a pile of Mora on it, offering it to Morax and asking for His witness.

Mora was first created from His flesh and blood, and later from His divine heart.

There is a natural connection with this deity.

"Press your fingerprints and write your name!"

Jiang Yi happily signed his name in the common language of Teyvat on two copies of the contract and pressed his red handprint.

The two-handed sword trainers lined up one by one and signed almost all the two sheets of paper.

The eldest son of the noble family looked at the Mora worshipped by Jiang Yi with mockery.

"Violations of contracts are either enforced by the Knights of Favonius or handled by lawyers. Do you really think you can ask the gods for help?"

Jiang Yi didn't care. He put away his contract and wrapped Mora.

He placed it around his waist with great care.

When it fell into the bag, a Mora suddenly dissipated and disintegrated into a divine power that covered the contract.

No one noticed.

"I'll give you some time to set up a formation!" Taking out the edgeless sword, Jiang Yi became sharp.

"What a foolish and awesome courage!" The eldest son of the noble family clapped his hands and laughed. "I have never seen such a fool accept a hundred of them!"

"Didn't your instructor tell you? Even in the most disadvantageous situation, don't put yourself in a situation where you are outnumbered."

"Because people like this usually don't live long!"

"Today, we are teaching you a lesson. Let you know not to meddle in other people's business! You are not allowed to challenge Mondstadt's default rules!"

"Everyone in Mondstadt knows to call Noelle when something happens! And you come here to destroy it!"

"With people like you around, who will help others in the future? Everyone is so selfish. You have ruined the morals of Mondstadt!"

Jiang Yi had a blank expression on his face: "These are disgusting words. You finally spoke your mind!"

"I will stab you thirty-six times, avoiding vital parts with every strike. The doctor checked and said the injury was minor!"

The eldest son of the noble family smiled wryly: "You can still hurt me when you are fighting one against a hundred. Who gave you the courage?"

"If we fight alone, none of us can defeat you?"

"But if we all fight you alone, if you lose, we, the two-handed sword trainers, will keep our distance from you in the future as a teacher."

Sure enough, any fight that doesn’t involve harsh words before it or that provokes anger is incomplete.

Jiang Yi felt deeply satisfied, the sword hummed softly, and a breeze suddenly rose.

"Who do you think you are? The Hilliard King with unparalleled strength and endurance, or the one who possesses the Eye of God?"

The eldest son of the noble family seemed to have a lot to say. He had three layers of people surround Jiang Yi from the inside and outside, blocking all escape routes.

While using his aristocratic cultivation, he rants for a full minute.

Jiang Yi felt like dozing off after listening to what he heard. Compared to the netizens before he traveled through time, this guy was too short of words to say!

Of course he knew the difficulty of fighting one against a hundred.

Even if he was a formal knight's instructor, without the power of holy relics and weapons, he would not be able to guarantee a 100% victory against a hundred trainees.

After all, the position is fixed and guerrilla warfare is not possible.

He didn't have the light of the holy relics to protect him, which meant that if he made a mistake, he would get hurt.

Being injured and bleeding means losing strength and is not far from failure.

But... since we have accepted the challenge.

What he pursues is excitement, to carve out a path out of the impossible.

The pores on the body dilate and the hair stands up.

In the outside world, eight winds are blowing, and the malice is awe-inspiring.

To be safe, the two-handed sword practitioners chose to imitate the spear formation, surrounding them with their training swords, shoulder to shoulder, and slashing down together.

There is no way to avoid it. Even if Jiang Yi chooses to break through alone, he will be hit instantly by the others and fall to the ground seriously injured.

"You still have some brains!" Jiang Yi didn't take a step because there was no space to dodge.

West Wind Breathing, tasting the cold air filled with the smell of rust.

The blood boiled. In my mind, the entire training ground, what the hundred people were doing and what actions they would take, were all evolving in the constructed message model.

As soon as they broke through the first circle of encirclement, the people behind were not so united and dense, but stood scattered with the mentality of participating for the sake of being there for fun.

They are the source of life and can defeat everyone's weaknesses.

"When I speak, I am memorizing information and thinking of ways to deal with it! What are you doing? You are just urging your henchmen to surround you, but you don't let the other trainees follow suit!"

"As a knight leading an army, you are also an unqualified general!"

"I will never be able to climb to the position of captain in my lifetime!"

Jiang Yi felt that his mind was working very fast under the tremendous pressure.

In one second, there are thousands of thoughts.

"This battle will definitely yield something!"

"Come on! My stepping stone!"

"See, the wind from the grassland is blowing towards thousands of valleys, reversing the strong winds and cold currents!"

The blade of the edgeless sword disappeared, and in an instant, it slashed in all directions.

The sword shadows spread like flowers and diffuse like the wind.

Rising from the ground, it surges into the sky and all around.

There is wind on the grassland, it is called tornado!

The body turned and crisp tinkling sounds rang out at the same time, turning into notes that pierced the eardrums and sparks that burned the eyes.

The great swords chopped down and bounced up one after another.

The door is wide open!

Jiang Yi was as fierce as a wolf and a tiger. He used one leg like a whip and kicked a man, knocking him away and knocking him onto the trainer who was waiting for him behind him.

There were also outstanding people among the two-handed swordsmen, and they had no time to be shocked or frightened.

Subconsciously he filled the gap and slashed with his sword once more.

West Wind Swordsmanship, West Wind Steps, fast and quick!