After thanking Beidou, Lumine and Paimon disembarked from the fleet and made their way to the tournament grounds at Guyun Stone Forest.
The arena was already packed with spectators, all drawn here by reputation.
As for the contestants—according to what Lumine had gathered—they were an absolute mix of hidden talents and complete oddities.
Among them were even two disciples from something called the Lingshan Sect.
And their master? An absolute character.
He spoke of "internal force," claiming he could send people flying with a mere touch, untouchable by others.
A true "Grandmaster Ma Baoguo" of Teyvat—self-proclaimed Thunderbolt Flash Immortal.
[No way… are these Lingshan guys here to get an Electro Vision so they can practice lightning whip techniques?]
[I'm dying 😂]
[miHoYo really knows how to meme]
[Next they'll say "no martial ethics" and "reflect on yourself" (cry-laugh)]
There was also an absurdly self-absorbed man sitting proudly on the ground—Jin You.
He claimed that once he obtained a Vision, he would become the most perfect being.
According to him, his entire life had been smooth sailing—never once failing an exam, effortlessly making money in business, and excelling in every social situation.
Since he had no actual combat reputation, he had gotten in through connections.
After saying all that, he tilted his head, covering his forehead in dramatic self-admiration.
Lumine and Paimon nearly couldn't resist the urge to punch him.
"I really want to hit him!"
"Hahaha I can't take this anymore."
Xuehua burst out laughing in disbelief.
[The way Jin You talks is hilarious—so smug and ridiculous]
[The person who let him in must secretly hate him (facepalm)]
[Send him to adventure with Bennett for character development 😂]
[What he lacks isn't a Vision—it's a brain]
Of course, not everyone here was like that.
There were also genuine fighters—people with real skill but little fame.
Eventually, Lumine and Paimon lined up at the registration desk.
"Champion of arm wrestling in Qingce Village…"
"…Sigh, I guess that still counts."
Zhuhan, behind the counter, rubbed her chin and reluctantly approved the entry.
[Arm wrestling champion in Qingce Village counts as fame?]
[So we're just bullying the elderly now?]
[Qingce is basically a retirement village (cry-laugh)]
[This bar is really low]
Next up was a masked woman carrying a longsword.
Dressed like a wandering swordswoman, she exuded a cold, refined aura.
"And your achievements?"
Zhuhan asked.
"Seven strikes to defeat a Geo-armored Mitachurl."
The woman, Wan Ying, answered calmly.
The crowd collectively gasped.
Even Zhuhan froze for a moment before calling the next participant.
Then came a young man carrying a greatsword.
His name was He San, and his record: five strikes to take down a Ruin Grader.
"My, my… incredible."
An old man in the crowd stroked his beard and sighed.
"Once a Vision is involved, even reclusive warriors come out of hiding."
[They're this strong without Visions?!]
[That masked girl is so cool… I bet she's beautiful too]
[Liyue really has some monsters]
[That greatsword looks like a Bell—can you even use that?]
[She's using a Blackcliff sword—top-tier gear]
More participants signed up afterward.
Most had ridiculous "achievements" on par with the Qingce arm wrestling champion, while only a few were truly impressive.
Finally, it was Lumine and Paimon's turn.
"Next applicant, please."
"First, your name?"
Zhuhan asked.
"I'm Lumine."
She replied.
"…Lumine? Could it be… that Lumine?!"
Zhuhan's eyes widened in shock.
"No way, did I hear that right?!"
One contestant rushed forward in disbelief.
"Is it really her?"
Even a one-eyed woman in the crowd looked stunned.
"Wait—she doesn't have a Vision, right?"
"And she's entering the tournament?!"
Others began murmuring.
Even Wan Ying and He San turned their gaze toward her, faint battle intent flickering in their eyes.
"Um… let me confirm."
"You're the Traveler who helped repel a god and saved Liyue Harbor, correct?"
Zhuhan asked carefully.
Lumine nodded.
"It really is her!"
"The one who spoke with Lady Keqing at the Rite of Parting!"
"C-can I get her autograph later?!"
Hearing the crowd's praise, Paimon puffed up with pride.
She looked around smugly, as if they were talking about her, then crossed her arms proudly.
Xuehua grinned at the scene.
[Honorary Knight of Mondstadt, personally acknowledged by the Yuheng of Liyue, Teyvat's ultimate boss—me!]
[✔✔✔ (smirk)]
[Paimon is so smug 😂]
[All hail the Dragon King!]
[This is peak power fantasy]
[She has fans now]
[More praise please—I'm loving this]
"You do know…"
"This tournament is only for those without Visions, right?"
Zhuhan asked with a strange expression.
"I don't have a Vision."
Lumine shook her head.
"…Really?"
"But according to rumors, your combat ability is extraordinary. You've faced both gods and Fatui…"
"And won."
Zhuhan sounded unconvinced.
"But she really doesn't have one!"
"If you don't believe us, you can check!"
Paimon insisted.
"My apologies—I didn't mean to offend."
"I trust that a hero like you wouldn't lie."
"Then… could you list some of your achievements?"
Zhuhan asked, gesturing politely.
"I know this is just a formality for you…"
"But it would help with the registration."
"Defeating Osial—that one's already recorded. Anything else?"
She continued.
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