Genshin Impact: Immortal Cave

That night, the city lights were bright, and many people were sleepless and full of thoughts.

The next day, a highly anticipated urban showdown is about to take place, and everyone has their own expectations.

Fighting for honor.

For the thrill of competition.

For the dignity of the country.

For personal dreams.

For the expectations of others.

There was tension in the air.

Even the scholars of "Xumeri College" lowered their voices when discussing academic topics.

For Mount Xumi, the symbol of Mount Xumi, a special day had quietly arrived early that morning.

That’s right, this is the opening day of the world-renowned “Fire God Enmu Festival”.

This fierce battle feast that will decide the outcome of the two countries of Zhidong and Liyue within one day is about to begin today.

As early as a week ago, tens of thousands of tourists flocked to the heights of Xumi, including martial artists from various countries, reporters chasing news, and urban novelists weaving legends.

Mount Sumeru has been bustling since early morning, and people's passion is burning like a raging fire.

In order to entertain guests from afar, commercial streets on the mountain opened one after another, selling food, specialties, books and other items.

In the early morning, there was already a crowd of people outside the store.

The Fire God Enmu Festival will start in an hour, and people are eager to fill their stomachs and reserve energy to watch this fierce battle.

Among the crowd, two extraordinary people were particularly eye-catching.

"Such a grand scene is rare, and this trip is worthwhile."

The former "God of Rock" Zhongli strolled leisurely on the bustling street. The crowd seemed to be isolated by an invisible force and automatically made way for him.

"Oh, but the real highlight...Gudong, is still to come. Only then will this trip be worthwhile."

The former "Wind God" Wendy, who was traveling with us, was drinking a bottle of red wine produced in Xumi.

It has to be admitted that this Fire God Yanwu Festival is a rare event in the continent in many years.

Many hermits who lived in seclusion could not wait and rushed to Mount Xumi to join in the celebration.

Among this group of rare hermits, Zhongli and Venti are undoubtedly the two most eye-catching ones.

They followed the crowd and walked slowly along the mountain road, heading towards the Shura Palace on the top of Mount Sumeru.

The Shura Hall, which is usually used for martial arts competitions, is about to become a stage for fierce fighting.

"This Grass Elemental God Naberis has done a good job. Although not as good as his predecessors, he is still conscientious and responsible."

“It’s just that I’m still too young to achieve perfection in many things.”

Zhongli and Venti chatted as they came to Shura Palace, which would be the core area of ​​the battle.

Although the preliminaries will start in an hour, the Shura Hall surrounding the central floating platform and the tens of thousands of seats around it are ready.

The shining aerial stage is suspended dozens of meters in the air, and the sound amplification device can clearly transmit the sound to the entire venue.

The phantom fog surrounding the ring magnifies the stage, ensuring that every audience member can see the battle clearly.

With this design, even if you sit far away, you can still capture every detail of the ring. It is a work of genius.

In order to protect the audience from the fighting, each ring was personally cast with an indestructible protective barrier by Naberish.

In addition, there are hundreds of mages from the "Sumeri Academy" who are on hand to maintain the stability of the barrier and ensure safety.

Everything is ready, waiting for the protagonist to appear.

After several days of preparation, the audience's enthusiasm has reached its peak.

Everyone was anxiously looking at the huge floating arena, looking forward to the exciting showdown in the first match.

However, at the end of the player entrance passages on both sides, the players were making final adjustments in the lounge.

Through the transparent glass next to the lounge, you can clearly see the situation on the ring.

Therefore, this is both a lounge and the best viewing area.

But from this perspective, the psychological pressure of competing in front of ten teammates and tens of thousands of spectators is enormous.

Especially the eleven most powerful people in the Kingdom of Winter, or the eleven most powerful humans in the world, the executives of the Fatui.

When these eleven people sat in the lounge, the air seemed to be swept by the Arctic cold wind, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Every executive officer was confident in his or her own abilities, but at this moment, a few of them could not suppress their nervousness.

The Queen's order is: you can only win, you can't lose.

"It's almost time... Let's go and fight for the glory of the Queen."

As the countdown to the start of the battle was about to end, the old man in the deepest part of the lounge slowly opened his eyes.

"The time has come. Go ahead and show them Liyue's strength."

At the same time, in the lounge on the other side, Li Mochen nodded to the players who were about to compete.

Da da da,

Soon, two young figures walked towards the central stage from the aisles on both sides.

When the first contestants representing Liyue and Zhidong slowly walked onto the stage, the noisy venue instantly became quiet.

So... so cold? What's going on?

A cold murderous intent enveloped the battlefield.

Surprisingly, this murderous intent did not come from the gentle-looking young man on the right.

The source of the murderous intent was Lei Ze, a young man with silver hair and red eyes who walked out of the Liyue passage.

Let me go, why does this guy look like he wants to eat me alive?

Seeing his opponent, Tartaglia curled his lips, but a hint of excitement appeared on his face.