Genshin Impact: I am the Son of the Tree King

"Brother Fushe, isn't it said that our Yaksha people are the most brave and good at fighting?"

"It is true. What's the matter, Jinpeng?"

"So what's going on now?"

far away

"Don't even think about running away!"

Yu is carrying Guan Hong and is frantically chasing an ugly humanoid demon.

In the war-torn land of Liyue, generally speaking, some monsters and beasts that endanger humans are dealt with by the Yaksha Immortals, but if they encounter a tough guy like the Demon God, Morax will usually do it himself. But since the arrival of this high-level ox-horse, Morax has it much easier.

Yu is very good at fighting, and he is best at fierce battles. For the immortal demon gods, it is usually difficult to kill them. Even if they are killed, they will leave behind difficult-to-deal with residues. However, Yu does not mind grinding his opponents into ashes, and not leaving any residue, so Morax is more willing to let him solve these problems.

Morax didn't think much about Yu's function, thinking that after all, it was the incarnation of the World Tree, so it was normal for it to have such a function. Should he recycle it?

The demon didn't say anything and just kept running away.

The five Yakshas who were watching the show from a distance were a little surprised. Is this the devil?

They watched Yu fight the humanoid demon god for several days and nights, and their eyes were sore, but their shoulders were not sore.

Recalling that the Emperor once wanted them to teach Yu how to use weapons, and then this guy broke the weapon he was using with his own fist, they almost doubted their lives. But fortunately, when they went back to cry to the Emperor, the Emperor took pity on us and gave each of us a good weapon, especially Jin Peng's green spear.

Yu kept swinging Guanhong, leaving afterimages. He used the spear like a club, beating the demon back step by step, but he kept blocking with his own weapon.

Yu felt a little troubled. This speed was the limit of the weapon, not my limit.

The demon suddenly distanced himself from the enemy. When Yu saw this, his fighting instinct told him that the more the enemy wanted something, the less he should want to let him do it. So he made a prompt decision and threw Guanhong out. This might be the method Yu was most familiar with.

The demon reacted incredibly quickly and grabbed Guan Hong.

"Now that you have no weapons, how are you going to fight?"

The five Yakshas who were watching the show from a distance mourned for the demon god in their hearts.

Yu was a little puzzled by this. It seemed that he still had no idea what was going on. The seal was broken.

Yu shouted loudly (please refer to the Angry Child)

Yu's body suddenly flew out like a Type 88 anti-aircraft gun shell. He stretched out his hand to pinch a part of the demon's body, not caring at all about Guan Hong who was still inserted into his body in the demon's hand.

Then he used a primitive wrestling technique, first exerting force with his entire body, jumped up, and used this force to slam the demon in his hand to the ground.

The ground began to crack and the demon was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Yu rode on him and pressed him to the ground. Yu's two fists were attached with barbed wooden spikes, like spiked boxing gloves, which cushioned his body as he punched the ground again and again.

There was a noise like an earthquake, and then there was a sound like the ringing of a bell, and soon the fracture was broken into pieces.

"Let's go home. By the way, have you guys seen enough?" said the five-member Yaksha group who were watching the show at the Badminton Team.

The five Yakshas, ​​hearing the call, also came to Yu, looking at the Guanhong still stuck in their bodies, there was a moment of silence at first, and then there was a sigh, but they couldn't be so speechless, so Fushe, as the eldest brother, spoke first.

"Brother Yu...do you need us to help you pull this thing out?"

Only then did Yu realize that there was something stuck in his stomach.

"Then hurry up, it will grow into the flesh later. My current position is not convenient, you can pull it from the outside."

Fushe saw this and said

"It may be a little painful, Brother Yu, just bear with it."

"I'm afraid of pain? Laugh... It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Stop!!!"

Fushe used all his strength with one arm but failed to pull the thing out. Instead, Yu felt a pain like Sima.

Fushe stopped what he was doing when he saw this.

"Brother Yu, your physique is too strong. You have already gained weight."

"But I don't believe it. I can't bear this little pain (the pain has just subsided). Brother Fushe, use all your strength with all four arms. I don't believe it!"

"Then I..."

Fushe used all his strength but still couldn't pull it out. Yu might have just set a flag and was enduring it, his teeth made a grinding sound. Fushe looked at the four brothers and sisters who were watching the show nearby.

"Why are you still standing there? Come up and help!"

Jin Peng was the first to react

"I'm here, bro."

"123 pull! 123 pull!"

With the efforts of the five Yakshas, ​​they finally managed to move it one or two centimeters, but they could not move it any further.

"Stop!!! Let me... rest for a while (It hurts so much that I can't speak)"

Finally, the five Yakshas, ​​who had no other choice, went to find the Emperor with a spear stuck in their body, looking very much like the dead Yu.