Genshin Impact: What? The one we need to save is Fukaros

Gent held the flower sword tightly and rushed towards Lin Yide with swift steps, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the opponent's chest.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had foreseen the scene of the flower sword piercing Lin Yide's chest and blood splattering.

The crowd watching couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, the speed of Jant's thrust was astonishing.

However, what was unbelievable was that in the face of this powerful blow, Lin Yide easily dodged it.

"Is this the swordsmanship of your Lannis family?" Lin Yide said sarcastically, "It's really poor!"

Jant was enraged by Lin Yide's ridicule. With anger burning in his heart, he vowed to make this arrogant guy pay a heavy price and make his life worse than death.

So he launched a fierce attack on Lin Yide again, and the flower sword in his hand stabbed at the opponent as flexibly as a poisonous snake.

His moves were extremely tricky, and each strike was aimed directly at Lin Yide's vital points.

Although Jant had tried his best, his movements seemed a little powerless and his speed obviously could not keep up with the rhythm.

In comparison, Lin Yide, who has mastered the basic swordsmanship of the Knights of Favonius, seems to be at ease.

He only used the skills of sword-lifting and sword-blocking to easily block all of Jant's attacks. Every time the swords met, he could accurately resolve the opponent's offensive.

The girl in the crowd witnessed this scene and knew in her heart that the outcome of this battle was decided.

What surprised her was that the swordsmanship used by Lin Yide was exactly Mond's knight swordsmanship, and his basic skills were extremely solid.

He did not have any unnecessary postures; every move and every style was just right, accurately blocking the opponent's attacks.

The battle on the field continues, but the situation is becoming clearer.

Jant's physical fitness is not even as good as that of ordinary people. After just a few rounds, he was already out of breath and gasping for breath.

"Is this the man from your Lannis family?" Lin Yide's mocking voice rang in Jant's ears, stinging his heart, "What a bunch of despicable trash!"

Jent felt exhausted, but he knew he couldn't fall down. For the honor of his family, he had to hold on.

He gripped the flower sword tightly and rushed towards Lin Yide again with his remaining strength.

However, Lin Yide smiled contemptuously, dodged the attack easily, and then kicked Jant to the ground with a swift kick.

Jant fell heavily to the ground, his whole body aching as if it were falling apart.

But what hurt more than his body was his soul - he actually lost to this bastard whom he had always looked down upon, Lin Yide!

Lin Yide slowly walked to Zhan Te, stepped on his face with one foot, and asked coldly: "Zhan Te, do you admit defeat?"

Jant roared angrily, his voice full of humiliation and madness: "I surrender to your mother, you bastard! You are just as lowly as your mother!"

Hearing such insults, Lin Yide's eyes turned cold in an instant.

Although he did not have deep feelings for the original owner's mother, he deeply respected this woman who remained tenacious in the face of hardship and worked hard to raise her children.

"You deserve to die!" Lin Yide's voice was filled with cold murderous intent.

As he spoke, the sword in his hand mercilessly pierced through Jant's throat.

Blood gushed out in an instant like a released torrent, dyeing the ground red.

This scene shocked everyone present.

No one expected that Lin Yide would kill someone in a duel!!!

Although it was not illegal to kill an opponent in a duel in Fontaine, in most cases the winner would show mercy and not actually kill his opponent.

And the person he killed was the second young master of the Lannis family!

Does he really want to die?

"You, you actually dared to kill Young Master Jant!" One of Jant's followers pointed at Lin Yide in horror and said in a trembling voice.

Lin Yide just smiled and nodded gently, "Yes, I did it."

His smile seemed gentle, but in the eyes of everyone it was as cold as ice in winter, chilling to the bone and making people shudder.

After saying this, he turned around and walked away leisurely with a leisurely pace, as if the killing just now was just a trivial matter.

At this moment, a voice sounded in Lin Yide's mind: "Congratulations to the host for completing the event - 'Winning the duel with Zhan Te and killing him', and obtaining 400 experience points as a system reward."

After hearing this voice, Lin Yide confirmed his guess that the greater the impact of the events he completed, the more experience points he would get.

Lin Yide had just walked a short distance when a girl blocked his way. He looked at the girl carefully and immediately felt that she was familiar.

"Hello, Ide, I'm Clorinde." The girl introduced herself seriously, "You used the Knight of Favonius swordsmanship just now, right?"

Lin Yide smiled slightly and nodded, "That's right."

Clorinde's eyes flashed with anticipation, and she continued, "I have always been interested in the swordsmanship of the Knights of Favonius. If possible, I would like to spar with you in swordsmanship."

Lin Yide thought for a moment, then replied: "Then wait until I'm free."

After saying this, he didn't stop for any longer and continued walking forward.

His destination was not his home, but the majestic and magnificent Momang Palace.

.......

In the lobby of an extremely luxurious villa, the atmosphere was heavy and depressing.

Outside the villa, Gent's followers were being brutally beaten, and the wailing sounds were endless.

Gent's body lay quietly on the cold floor, and a graceful old woman hugged him tightly, tears rolling down like pearls from a broken string. Her painful cries echoed in the empty hall.

"Enough!" an old man with a livid face shouted, "It was your indulgence that killed Jant!"

Hearing this, the old woman raised her head abruptly, with sparks of anger flashing in her eyes: "Taiwen, how can you say such a thing! He is your own son! You are such a cold-blooded old thing!"

Her voice was sharp and piercing, full of venom.

She became more and more agitated, clutching Jant's clothes tightly with both hands: "I want you to avenge him! I want you to kill Ide! I will punish the murderer in the most cruel way!"

Although Taiwen did not have much affection for this incompetent second son, the family's honor could not be tarnished.

There was a gleam of viciousness in his eyes: "Don't worry, I will let Tybalt handle this matter. I promise that Ide will die miserably."

After hearing these words, the old woman's anger subsided a little, and she lowered her head again, hugged Jant's body and cried bitterly.