"What's going on? Why are there two Yu Jin?" Paimon's small eyes widened at the sight below.
Her head was spinning from too much information today. Paimon looked at Lumine, who was staring intently, and secretly decided that when they returned, she would definitely pester Lumine to buy her lots of delicious food!
"Does your Anemo God... have authority over time?" Lanssangx looked at the other Yu Jin below. She had just sensed a ripple in time.
Dragon King Placidusax resided in the space-time rift, and every one of his scales contained the power of space-time.
Because of this, dragons, unlike other long-lived species, were more sensitive to the perception of time than other beings.
"Time?" Lumine, Jean, and Diluc were all shocked. Time, did Venti just manipulate time?
Amidst their surprise, a deep sense of powerlessness rose in everyone's hearts. The power of a god was truly beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Even a much weaker god like Venti possessed some ability to manipulate time. What about the other gods?
Lumine looked at Venti below, feeling a sense of urgency. If she was to find her brother, clashing with gods was inevitable.
Was her own strength enough?
Lumine clenched her fist. It seemed that recovering her strength was a matter of utmost urgency. Only by regaining her former power would she have enough confidence to find her brother.
"The authority over time, according to Mondstadt's records, Barbatos does not possess it," Jean said, just as Lumine was contemplating how to regain her strength.
She searched her mind for myths and proverbs about the Anemo God but found none that mentioned the Anemo God having authority over time.
"The Anemo God's time in Mondstadt probably isn't as long as his drinking time, so it's normal for there to be omissions in the records," Diluc explained from the side.
With Venti's free-spirited nature, as long as Mondstadt didn't experience any major changes, he might truly wander outside rather than return home.
"Hey! Dvalin, do you know?" Lanssangx looked at Dvalin beside her, asking curiously.
They had been friends for thousands of years, so he should know Venti better, right?
But to her surprise, Dvalin shook his head dejectedly and said, "I don't know. This is the first time I've heard that Barbatos can influence time."
As Dvalin said this, he fell into deep self-doubt. How could he have spent thousands of years with Venti and not know anything? Could it be that he had been with a fake Venti all this time?
"Alright," Lanssangx said, seeing Dvalin scratching his head, and didn't press him too hard.
Dvalin's mind was simple, and he had no experience interacting with humans. It would be incredibly easy for Venti to hide things from him.
However, Lanssangx didn't dislike Venti because of this. Yu Jin's hidden secrets were probably more numerous than Venti's... "How does the Anemo God have abilities related to time?" Yu Jin looked at the somewhat exhausted Venti, feeling very surprised.
A deceptive name, huh? It was a good thing he fought Venti today, otherwise, he might have been ambushed when fighting other gods.
"Wind... wind is everywhere," Venti said, looking completely drained, but he quickly forced a smile and said to Yu Jin:
"But why did you help me? The past self should be very difficult to deal with, right?"
Venti caressed his completely dull Gnosis, his shock no less than Lumine's.
Originally, he shouldn't have been able to project the past Yu Jin, but then a mysterious force helped him.
Venti didn't need to think twice to know it was Yu Jin's doing, but why? Defeating oneself—many people don't even have the courage to say it, let alone do it.
"Heh heh, should I say I wanted to see if my skills were rusty? Or perhaps, seeing you busy for so long, I didn't want you to return empty-handed?" Yu Jin chuckled a few times, saying meaningfully.
"In that case, I won't be polite!" Venti took a deep breath and roared. Then he released the restrictions on the projection.
"Boom!" Yu Jin's projection turned into a gray-white flash, just like when Yu Jin first attacked Venti.
"Clang!" Yu Jin drew his sword, clashing with his rapidly approaching self.
"Bang!" The blades of two worn-out straight swords collided, accompanied not by the harsh sound of metal friction, but by the whoosh of air being torn apart.
The moment Yu Jin and the projection collided, powerful shockwaves erupted from them, stirring up gusts of wind.
With perfected martial arts, power could be transmitted precisely into the opponent's body through the clash of weapons.
Those reverberating shockwaves were actually Yu Jin dissipating energy. The force was transferred into his body through the sword clash and then perfectly transmitted out by him.
"Heh, you've got a bit of my flavor," Yu Jin said, a smile playing on his lips as he watched the projection locked in a stalemate with him.
Aside from his true self, its martial arts should be second to none.
"However, it's lacking!" Yu Jin suddenly exerted force, slightly shifting his blade to disengage from the locked state.
Then Yu Jin pressed down with one hand, and in the blink of an eye, brought his blade onto the projection's sword guard.
"Clack!" Seeing this, the projection twisted its wrist. The sword guard perfectly caught Yu Jin's blade, followed by an immense force that couldn't be dissipated, coming from the sword guard.
Parry. In the past, he always parried others; now it was someone else's turn to parry him.
The projection looked at Yu Jin, whose guard was wide open, and thrust out without hesitation.
But Yu Jin's body didn't lose balance like those who were parried. Instead, he used the force of the parry to smoothly turn and unleash a sweeping kick.
"Boom!" The projection was immediately sent flying, leaving Yu Jin alone on the field, landing perfectly after a full rotation in the air.
The series of actions happened in an instant. Everyone only saw the two Yu Jins collide, and then one of them was immediately kicked away.
"Tsk tsk tsk, not good enough. Just like that puppet," Yu Jin said, patting off non-existent dust from his body, sighing.
This projection's martial arts were very competent, but just like that puppet of the Raiden Shogun, its heart held no ripples.
No ripples meant unchanging attacks. In Yu Jin's eyes, unchanging attacks were boring. Because he could already anticipate the enemy's moves before they even made them.
Unlike him, whether in daily life or in battle, Yu Jin's heart was always restless, and even he himself didn't know what he would do next. I ask you, aren't you afraid?
In the distant pit, the projection kicked away by Yu Jin stood up. Its waist was deeply caved in, indicating that the blow must have caused it considerable DMG.
However, the huge indentation on the projection's body quickly recovered. It looked as if it hadn't been injured at all.
Yu Jin suddenly felt a bit tricky. He hadn't expected that even some of his recovery ability would be inherited. It was a bit troublesome.
However, there was one thing that definitely couldn't be projected.
Yu Jin looked at his outstretched palm, and a golden whistle appeared on his index finger.
"Whoosh—" A piercing whistle sounded, and a spirit horse with two horns on its head appeared beneath Yu Jin.
"Eh? What's going on? How does Yu Jin have a mount?" Paimon exclaimed in surprise, looking at Torrent beneath Yu Jin.
"What kind of horse is this? I've never seen it before?" Diluc also looked at the two horns on Torrent's head, extremely puzzled.
He had traveled The Seven Nations but had never seen such a horse.
"Isn't it normal for a King, as a Knight, to have his own mount?" Lanssangx said this, completely oblivious to Jean's embarrassed expression.
The Knights of Favonius was named a Knights of Favonius, but it didn't have a single horse. It had to be said that this was a sad story.
Yu Jin sat on Torrent, looking down at his past projection below. He immediately felt smug.
Cavalry fighting infantry, wasn't this just pure bullying?
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