Explorer of Teyvat

In front of Shimen Camp

The bright yellow rock elements filled the surroundings due to the collision between Wang Daoyi and Qiuqiu Rock Helmet King.

He dodged the attack of the Rock Helmet King, waved his hand and fired out several rock spears, piercing the Qiuqiu Rock Helmet King's body hard.

"It's not enough. The Rock Helmet King's defense is too strong. Even the rock spear can only break through the defense. It's difficult to do effective damage!"

Wang Daoyi looked at the Rock Helmet King. The place where the rock gun was hit by the rock gun, and the wounds that had already seen blood, had been filled with rock elements and returned to the appearance of armor.

Seeing that he missed the target and was stabbed several times by Wang Daoyi with the rock spear, King Qiuqiu's eyes flashed with anger, and he turned around and pounced on Wang Daoyi again.

"Hey, big guy, the same tricks are useless against the Saints, you know?"

Looking at the Rock Helmet King mockingly, he skillfully took a step forward and easily dodged past the Rock Helmet King's attack. Several more rock spears were shot out conveniently, piercing the Rock Helmet King's back.

"Roar!" Seeing that his attack was once again dodged by this little bug, the Rock Helmet King roared, and a large number of rock elements began to gather on its fist.

"Do you want to use your ultimate move? Just in time, my ultimate move is also ready!"

Seeing Qiuqiu Rock Helm King stop attacking and start condensing rock elements, Wang Daoyi also stopped dodging.

For a moment, there was a hint of silence in the most intense place on the entire battlefield.

With the Eye of Communication God, countless rock elements cheered beside Wang Daoyi. Each symbol was outlined by the rock elements. A rock gun exuding a mysterious atmosphere gradually appeared in front of Wang Daoyi.

Directly opposite the rock gun, Qiuqiu Rock Helm King's fists also condensed a large amount of rock elements, wrapping his two fists to form two crystallized giant hammers.

"Drink, let me try my move!"

Wang Daoyi's spiritual thoughts surged, and the jade ball beside him rotated rapidly. The inscription rock gun that was floating quietly burst out with a dazzling light, turning into a golden light and shining directly at Qiu Qiu Rock Helm King.

On the other side, Qiuqiu Rock Helm King kicked his legs, brandished his fist like a giant hammer, and also hit the king's way, facing the golden light transformed from the rock gun.

The black rock spear collided with Qiu Qiu Yan Helm King's giant fist. In an instant, it was like a thin golden needle pierced into a piece of tofu. The golden light transformed by the rock spear passed through Qiu Qiu Yan Helm King's fist without any hindrance. The fist easily pierced the armor and penetrated into the body of the Rock Helmet King.

The dazzling golden light dissipated, and the rock spear penetrated the Rock Helmet King. The originally menacing Rock Helmet King's power stagnated, and he looked at the tail of the gun on his chest in disbelief.

"Nye!! (Qiuqiu language. No, death.)" King Qiuqiu let out a deep roar, and his huge five-meter-tall body fell to the ground.

The defeat of the Qiuqiu Yanhelm King announced the end of this monster attack.

Seeing Wang Dao kill the Qiu Qiu Yan Helm King with one strike, the Qian Yan Army and the adventurers who resisted the monster burst into joy.

But the remaining Qiuqiu people lost their previous aggressiveness, and began to flee in all directions, as if they had lost their backbone.

As soon as Wang Dao retracted the jade ball that returned to calmness, he looked at King Qiuqiu's huge corpse, sat down on King Qiuqiu's arm, and rubbed the stinging forehead.

This battle was also thanks to the elemental proficiency bonus brought by the jade ball. Otherwise, he would not have been able to recall the rock gun with the armor-piercing inscription outlined in a short time.

[With this power, working as a mobile wallet for Zhongli these days is not in vain! 】

Soon, the remaining Qiuqiu people were cleaned up by the Qianyan Army and the adventurers, and only a small number of Qiuqiu people who were far away from the camp were able to escape.

"Thousands of rocks are solid, and the mountains will never move. Little brother, thank you for your help. If it weren't for you, it would be difficult for me and a few brothers to stop this Qiuqiu King this time!"

The captain of the Qianyan Army holding a yue spear came to Wang Daoyi to express his thanks. He had just experienced a brutal battle. He restrained several Qiuqiu people thugs by himself, and had several visceral wounds on his body.

Wang Daoyi shook his head and said there was no need to say thank you.

"No need to thank you. They are all Liyue people. Naturally, I can't turn a blind eye." Looking at the wounds on the Qianyan Army Captain, "Captain, you should go and treat the wounds first. My friend is here."

Just as he was talking, Xiang Ling had already approached from a distance.

"Wow, what a big King Qiuqiu, Brother Dao Yi, you are so strong!"

Compared with Qianyan Army Commander's wound that was so deep that his bones were visible, Xiangling looked much better. Except for his clothes being a little messy and some sweat on his face, it was not obvious that he had just experienced a fierce battle.

One is the rock shield that Wang Daoyi blessed Xiangling with, and the other is that Xiangling herself studied under Grandma Yu Ping and is a half-immortal disciple. What's more, she has the eye of god.

Seeing Xiang Ling coming, Captain Qianyan and Wang Daoyi said goodbye. He had to deal with the follow-up and treat the wounded.

"Thanks to Mr. Zhongli's teachings and the magic weapon Xingqiu gave me, otherwise I would not be a match for the Rock Helmet King."

Patting King Qiuqiu's huge fist, Wang Daoyi said modestly.

"They probably have to clean it up for a long time, let's go back and rest first!"

After looking at the Qianyan Army who were busy restoring fortifications and treating the wounded, Wang Daoyi felt that the sting between his eyebrows had improved a lot, so he called Xiang Ling and prepared to go back to the inn to rest.

Along the way, adventurers who recognized Wang Daoyi gave him friendly smiles, and some even loudly invited Wang Daoyi to their place for a drink and celebration regardless of their fatigue.

Politely declining the invitations from these enthusiastic adventurers, Wang Daoyi and Xiang Ling returned to the inn.

The shopkeeper and the waiter had come out of the basement where they had taken refuge, and saw Wang Daoyi and Xiang Ling being warmly treated by the adventurers.

He immediately understood that these two people must have made great efforts in resisting the monsters, and warmly greeted them back to the inn.

Lying in the bathtub warmly prepared by the shopkeeper, Wang Dao closed his eyes and felt a comfortable feeling rush into his heart. The warm hot water enveloped his body, relieving his fatigue and relaxing his tense nerves. .

After washing up, the sleepiness that had been interrupted by the monster attack reappeared. Wang Daoyi fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, the sun rose three poles.

As soon as Wang Daoyi woke up from his deep sleep, the mental energy he had used to kill Qiuqiu yesterday had recovered, and his eyebrows, which were still a little tingling, had returned to calm.

After getting dressed, she walked out of the bedroom and came to the inn lobby. Xiang Ling was already eating at a table.

As soon as Wang Dao came out, Xiang Ling greeted him quickly.

"Brother Dao Yi, come on, their buns are really good and delicious!"

He sat next to Xiang Ling, took the bun from her, and took a bite.

The hot juice burst out from under the thin skin of the bun, and the delicious soup floated on Wang Daoyi's tongue, giving Wang Daoyi a heavy blow to his taste.

It’s soup dumplings! !

He quickly changed his bite to sucking, and then Wang Daoyi saw the proud smile on Xiang Ling's face.

"Haha, brother Dao Yi, how are you? His steamed buns are pretty good!"

Wang Daoyi was speechless. He didn't expect Xiang Ling to have such a naughty side.

"The soup is rich and it is indeed a good bun." Wang Daoyi answered Xiang Ling's question seriously, then stretched out his hand with the soup in it and pinched Xiang Ling's proud little face, "But why didn't you remind me I’m a soup dumpling!!”

"Ah! Brother Daoyi is bad!" Xiang Ling was startled, feeling the greasiness on her blushing face, and looked at Wang Daoyi with shame and anger.

"Haha, it was you, Xiangling, who caused the misfortune first. Since you saw me making a fool of myself, you must accept my revenge!"

During the quarrel, the breakfast on the table was quickly settled by the two of them.