Genshin Impact: Pool Character, Nirvana of the Demon God

Jun Moli was slightly injured and fell in the bamboo forest, with traces of burns on his clothes.

Becoming sworn brothers is a very good idea, but who is the big brother is a question worth pondering.

Although Jun Moli and Li Tonghui have a good relationship, they are unwilling to give in on matters like this.

So the two decided to decide who would be the boss by competing with each other as usual.

Although in the past Li Tonghui always served as a sandbag for Jun Moli to practice sword skills, things are different now.

Three days ago, Li Tonghui received the attention of the gods and possessed a fire god's eye.

The gap between the holders of the Eye of God and ordinary people is huge. Everyone knows this.

Jun Moli was the same, but he didn't think he would lose.

The blessing of the Eye of God was great, but his swordsmanship was now able to cut through the waterfall like he did before, and his strength had reached a new level.

Everyone says that the Eye of God is a watershed, a natural barrier that mortals cannot cross, but Jun Moli just doesn't believe it.

And the final result...

"You win, the position of big brother is yours."

Jun Moli sat up from the ground and said to Li Tonghui who was staring at his fist in a daze.

In this competition, Li Tonghui won with a slight advantage.

From repeated defeats to equal competition, is it only necessary to have one God's Eye?

"This game doesn't count. You didn't use your full strength."

"Did you use it?"

"..."

"..."

After all, sparring is just sparring, it is impossible to really go all out. Jun Moli did not use Broken Waterfall, but Li Tonghui also did not use his full strength to perform Rock Shattering Fist.

When neither of them is trying their best, Li Tonghui, who possesses the divine eye, is more successful.

"This is not fair to you. Let's do it again without using the Eye of God."

"There's no unfairness in that. It's your ability to get the attention of the gods."

Jun Moli gave the seat in the middle of the three to Li Tonghui and said, "There is no such thing as unfairness. You have fought for this position of eldest brother with your own strength. No one can question it."

"Then... I won't be polite!" Li Tonghui happily took over the position of the big brother.

The three glasses of wine were filled and held in the palms of the three people's hands.

Li Tonghui didn't know whether this was the right way to become sworn brothers. After all, all the information he knew came from the storyteller.

But the ceremony itself is not important, what is important is the friendship.

"My eldest brother Li Tonghui."

"My second brother, Jun Moli."

"My third brother, Jun Bai."

"We swear that although the three of us have different surnames, we are willing to become brothers with different surnames." x3

"Work together to serve the country and bring peace to the people." x3

"From now on, the three of us are of one mind, and heaven and earth are our witness." x3

"If you betray your loyalty and forget your gratitude, and violate your oath, both heaven and man will kill you." x3

"I don't ask to be born on the same day, month and year, I just wish to die on the same day." x3

"Emperor, Lord Chen, we all share this sentiment. If you betray your loyalty and forget your gratitude, you will be killed by both heaven and man." x3

Xiaojun Bai (σ≧?▽?≦?): "From now on, we will call each other brothers, Big Brother, Second Brother."

"Third brother." x2

Li Tonghui and Jun Moli smiled lovingly at Jun Bai.

The happiness of young people is so simple.

……

After a while, in the Jun family forging room.

"Huh..." Jun Bai wiped the sweat off his face, a smile on his lips, "Done."

On the hot forging table, a red-hot heavy sword blank lay on it. Once Xiao Junbai completed the final step of tempering, the heavy sword would be ready.

Xiao Junbai held the hilt of the sword with one hand. The high temperature could not cause any effect on his white and tender little hands. At the same time, the heavy sword weighing a hundred pounds was as light as a feather in his hand.

It is not afraid of high temperatures, ordinary fire cannot harm it, and it is endowed with supernatural powers.

It seemed like Jun Bai was born to be a blacksmith. After only six years of study, he had already mastered the Jun family's sword-making skills.

In other words, the demon god of Qingce Manor has fallen, otherwise Xiao Junbai would sooner or later take the sword he forged to the demon god to test it.

The sword blank was immersed in cold water, and after a burst of steam, the red-hot sword body dimmed.

The finished product is done.

Jun Bai put the heavy sword into the scabbard, then pushed open the door of the forging room and handed the heavy sword to Jun Moli who was waiting outside the door like offering a treasure.

"Brother, here it is. This is the sword you asked for, but it took me a lot of effort to make it."

"Thanks, third brother." Jun Moli took it with a smile, and then the moment he took the sword, the tip of the sword pointed downward, and a big hole appeared.

He couldn't lift the sword without using all his strength.

"Third brother, how heavy is this sword?"

"109 pounds."

Jun Moli remained silent.

He asked Xiao Junbai to increase the weight of the sword as much as possible while still being able to lift it.

But a sword weighing a hundred pounds...

To be honest, Jun Moli really felt that Jun Bai overestimated him.

Being able to hold a weapon is one thing, but picking it up and using it are two completely different things.

In order to use a weapon, one must have a force at least ten times its weight.

If you want to use it freely, you need at least twenty times the power.

Apart from immortals and gods, who in the world can use this heavy sword weighing over a hundred pounds?

"Is it too light?" Xiao Junbai said innocently.

"No, it's too heavy." Jun Moli said bluntly.

"Do you want me to recast it?" Xiao Junbai asked.

"No need. It would be a shame to recast such a fine product." Jun Moli carefully looked at the heavy sword in his hand.

The heavy sword has no edge, but it exudes a cold light, and the sword body is simple and majestic, full of heaviness. There is no gorgeous decoration, it is simple, but full of reassuring weight.

The closer you look, the more you can feel its extraordinaryness.

Jun Moli had little experience, but that did not prevent him from feeling that this heavy sword was extraordinary.

"Oh, okay." When Jun Bai heard Jun Moli say this, he gave up the idea of ​​reducing the weight of the heavy sword.

"By the way, Third Brother, have you named this sword?"

"Second brother, you are the master of the sword. I am just a forger. The naming is of course left to you."

Jun Moli raised the heavy sword with both hands, looked at it carefully and said, "Then... call it Duan Yue."

"Just like my elder brother's rock breaker, I hope that one day I can use it to split mountains and break peaks."

After naming the heavy sword, Jun Moli carried Duan Yue on his back and walked with heavy steps to the old place to practice sword.

"Speaking of which, doesn't my second brother have a light sword on his waist? Why do you want me to forge a heavy sword?"

Xiaojun Bai, who only knows how to use the sword, is puzzled.

Next to the waterfall.

Jun Moli put his usual light sword aside, then used both hands to pick up the Broken Mountain forged by Jun Bai.

Just by holding Duan Yue and keeping standing, Jun Moli's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

Jun Moli held the Broken Mountain weighing over a hundred kilograms and began to practice the basic sword technique - chopping.

The battle with Rock Helmet Hillock King made Jun Moli realize the shortcomings of his swordsmanship.

The sword is very fast and the moves are sharp enough.

But, it lacks strength.

Jun Moli's power is too weak.

The heavy sword is the way Jun Moli chooses to make up for the lack of power in his swordsmanship.

If he could use the Broken Mountain weighing hundreds of pounds as an ordinary light sword, how could his sword lack power?

"It's still not enough. I'm still a long way from being the best in the world!"

Jun Moli roared, holding the Broken Mountain Sword and chopped it down with force.