Chapter 94: Do you like the book that Wen Zhi and Kan are reading?

Xie Tingyu stayed in the martial arts arena for a few days. She broke through the first level of Fu Shi Yu at night and directly stepped into the fourth level. Her heroic feat made the disciples admire her.

In addition, the disciple who went to the sea took the top spot beyond the disciples' expectations, and everyone in Xuanyuntian knew about it.

Xie Tingyu's actions in the past few days were known to many people. Those disciples had all heard about Xie Tingyu's legendary deeds in the past year and could not help but want to see with their own eyes what this person looked like.

She kept a cold face from beginning to end, dancing with the sword on her own in the martial arts arena. The red sword energy of Tian Xing Chi Xiao was shocking.

Xuan Yuntian's sect-stabilizing sword was now obediently controlled by Xie Tingyu. The other disciples looked at him with envy, but there was almost no jealousy or hatred mixed in.

Their eyes only carry the purest admiration and pursuit of strength.

Most of the cultivators who set out on the path of cultivating immortals yearn to seek immortality and ask about the truth.

Xie Tingyu was enveloped in sword energy, and his entire body seemed to be radiating light.

Xie Tingyu could feel that something was wrong with her these past few days. There was always a string tied tightly in her heart, which could break at any time if the pressure became greater.

Yun Heng sent people to call Xie Tingyu countless times. Even Situ You took time out of his busy schedule and went to the martial arts arena in person to look for Xie Tingyu.

However, Xie Tingyu did not buy it. In her opinion, the actions of Situ You and others were all carried out under Yun Heng's instructions, but this was not the most important thing.

Among these, what Xie Tingyu cares about most is.

Wen Zhiyu has always been by Yunheng's side these days.

Ever since that night when Wen Zhiyu went crazy, Xie Tingyu felt inexplicably resistant whenever she thought of Wen Zhiyu. She didn't want to see Wen Zhiyu.

Even if I hear Wen Zhiyu's name from someone's mouth, I will subconsciously retreat.

Cheng Yan and Zuo Zicheng stood together in the crowd.

Today, there were still many people watching Xie Tingyu practicing sword. They were very interested and had their own discussions.

Zuo Zicheng tugged at Cheng Yan's sleeve, "What has upset Junior Master Xie? She has been training in this martial arts arena for four days. Even the ground where she stood was blown away by Tian Xing Chi Xiao's sword energy."

"Not many people can figure out the temper of our Junior Master Xie." Cheng Yan curled his lips, his voice flat, as if he was just stating the facts without any subjective opinions.

Hearing this, Zuo Zicheng scratched his head and said, "Your words sound like the way Master Shiyun would talk."

"Yes, that's what my master told me personally." Cheng Yan closed his eyes, a complicated expression emerging on his face.

"Master always mentioned in front of me that I first met Junior Uncle Xie a year ago and returned to Xuanyuntian with her. How come this genius was picked up by Yunheng Sword Master for no apparent reason?" Cheng Yan's voice was filled with a hint of complaint. "I was also wondering, why didn't Master realize that Junior Uncle Xie was a genius back then?"

Zuo Zicheng originally thought that Cheng Yan was saying that Shiyun was partial and treated Xie Tingyu and her differently.

Who would have thought that Cheng Yan also thought so.

They are really like a master and his apprentice.

Zuo Zicheng sighed and was rarely interrupted by Cheng Yan.

It's true that Cheng Yan has a bad temper, but he doesn't talk so much on weekdays.

Thinking of this, the crowd in front suddenly parted to both sides, and a sword light suddenly flashed before his eyes. Zuo Zicheng reacted in time and turned his head. The sword light passed through the side of his face, leaving a not-so-big blood mark on his face. Zuo Zicheng's eyelids twitched, but he was not angry. Instead, he suspected that he was "gossiping" behind his back and was discovered by Xie Tingyu.

He took two steps to the side, lowered his head to look at the fierce sword mark on the ground, and glanced at Xie Tingyu who was being watched by everyone in the center of the martial arts arena. He couldn't help swallowing.

Xie Tingyu's warning was too harsh, wasn't it? But it had to be said that it was very intimidating.

Then Zuo Zicheng asked Cheng Yan, "How about looking for Uncle Wen?"

Wen Zhiyu has not appeared during the days when Xie Tingyu went "crazy".

Hearing his words, Cheng Yan was also stunned, and the two looked at each other.

Everyone agreed that this was a great idea.

"Wait." Cheng Yan grabbed Zuo Zicheng's clothes and pulled him back.

Zuo Zicheng was caught off guard. He took two steps back and suddenly heard Cheng Yan's voice with a slightly strange smile, "Master Wen, are you here to watch Master Xie's sword dance?"

Cheng Yan was known for her bad temper, but now she seemed unable to stand up in front of Wen Zhiyu. She subconsciously retracted her head and smiled at the tall figure standing behind her.

Now, everything you said was heard.

Zuo Zicheng closed his eyes, not wanting to accept this fact.

However, a moment later, a flattering smile appeared on his face, which was more stiff than Cheng Yan's smile. "Uncle Wen, why are you here? When did you come?"

Wen Zhi and Chui Mou, who had been listening behind Cheng Yan and Zuo Zicheng for an unknown period of time, smiled lazily and gently, making people feel like they were bathed in the spring breeze. It seemed that they did not hear the conversation between the two.

He nodded to the two of them, then walked towards Xie Tingyu. He knew that everyone who came to Wen Zhiyu had to make way for him. After all, Wen Zhiyu looked like he had official business to attend to, so it was not a good idea to ask Wen Zhiyu about cultivation at this time. He could only think of finding the next opportunity to ask him.

Just when Zuo Zicheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Wen Zhiyu suddenly laughed out loud, as clear and gentle as a mountain spring flowing slowly, his tone was neither hurried nor slow, even extremely gentle.

"My two disciples, don't hesitate next time. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly. If I see it, I will respond immediately. There is no need to hesitate like today."

The warmth and smile on her face were impeccable, but it was precisely this that completely shattered Zuo Zicheng and Cheng Yan's happiness.

Wen Zhiyu's back was mostly submerged in the crowd, with only his head visible. His usual red headband was nowhere to be seen, and he was wearing a red and white training outfit.

It also stands out in the crowd.

Xie Tingyu didn't notice it and was even a little annoyed, even though the reason she practiced sword in the martial arts field was to attract the attention of Xuan Yuntian's disciples.

So that your actions can be heard by Wen Zhi and others.

And by the way, take a look at Wen Zhi and what actions he should take.

He had never appeared in the past few days, except when Yun Heng sent someone to call her, saying that he was bringing Wen Zhi to discuss something important.

But after many days, when Wen Zhiyu really appeared in front of her, Xie Tingyu's heart suddenly beat. She pretended to be calm on the surface, but anyone who watched her sword moves carefully could see it.

Her sword deflected slightly.

It is no longer so standard, and the movements are no longer so meticulous.

It was said that the sword moves were in disorder, and Xie Tingyu couldn't help but think of the sentence often written in novels.

It's clear that he is confused.

Xie Tingyu's mind was completely messed up by his own wild thoughts, even to the point of being out of control.

How can a person be so useless?

Wen Zhiyu's sudden appearance was a pleasant surprise to the disciples on the training ground.

Compared with Xie Tingyu, a rising star, Wen Zhi and this approachable genius role model attracted more attention and admiration from them.

The two are senior and junior brothers and sisters, so it is natural for them to stand together.

They are a perfect match.

A few female disciples raised their hands to cover their mouths, and no one knew what they were whispering about. Their eyes that were exposed were bright, and their every move revealed their excitement.

"To be honest, these two people are indeed a perfect match. They are both extremely talented. Not only are they talented, but they are also a perfect match."

"So what? A strong man doesn't care about things like love and affection."

All kinds of sounds penetrated into her eardrums, and Xie Tingyu felt as if her ears were about to be entangled.

She simply put away the Polaris Plate, and Tianxing Chixiao automatically returned to her side and was held firmly in her hand.

There was still some violent aura in Tianxing Chixiao that had not been completely subdued.

Seeing this, Xie Tingyu patted the body of the Tianxing Chixiao Sword and raised his head.

Wen Zhiyu stood at the front of the crowd, not too far from Xie Tingyu.

Xie Tingyu didn't say anything, obviously waiting for Wen Zhiyu to speak first.

The atmosphere between the two was strange, and the silence lasted for a long time.

Zuo Zicheng couldn't help but say, "Are these two having a conflict? No wonder we haven't seen them together in recent days."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the people around him turned to him. He and Cheng Yan were exposed under everyone's eyes. Cheng Yan was speechless and raised his hand to give him a slap, which made Zuo Zicheng's head tilt.

Touching the back of his head that was hurt by the bullet, Zuo Zicheng pouted, his voice still a little high-pitched, "What did I say wrong?"

Zuo Zicheng didn't react until Wen Zhiyu turned around with a smile and Xie Tingyu turned his head away with an expressionless face.

He was madly testing the bottom line in front of the two real masters, and if he wasn't careful he would be "executed on the spot".

No wonder the people around him looked at him with such strange expressions.

"Why didn't you remind me earlier?"

Cheng Yan rolled his eyes and put his hand in front of him, "Isn't it painful enough? Do it again?"

Xie Tingyu uttered a "tsk" and turned his gaze away from Zuo Zicheng. Zuo Zicheng has always been a big mouth and a chatterbox.

She couldn't seal Zuo Zicheng's mouth, she could only glare at him helplessly.

Once again, I met Wen Zhi and those dark and bottomless pupils.

The images of that night emerged unconsciously in her mind, so the movie played on a loop in her mind. She only felt awkward and ashamed when she recalled those lingering scenes.

There was a flash of embarrassment in her eyes, even though it was only fleeting, it did not escape Wen Zhi's eyes that were fixed on her for the entire moment.

Xie Tingyu is embarrassed? Why is she embarrassed?

Because you saw me?

Does she simply not want to see me, or does seeing me remind her of what happened that night?

Wen Zhiyu had a smile on her face, secretly thinking about the reason why Xie Tingyu did this.

Finally, he concluded that Xie Tingyu would think of that incident when she saw him, and she had been deliberately avoiding him in the past few days.

God knows he specially held a discussion meeting at the martial arts arena, but Xie Tingyu changed direction halfway through the walk, and he did not see her that day.

She seems particularly persistent in this regard.

It seemed like if she let him see her, she would be completely defeated and would not let him even look at her.

Wen Zhiyu couldn't control the power in his body and wanted to lock himself in the house and freeze him overnight as usual.

Who would have thought that she would break in in the middle of the night and see him in such a ferocious state.

A half-demon merman with a mutilated body is looked down upon by countless monks.

Only by disguising oneself in this often gentle shell can one be unabashedly praised by others.

But Wen Zhiyu knew that she didn't like these.

He liked it, and finally found the answer after meeting Xie Tingyu.

Not afraid of life or death, and treat all races normally.

Appearing calm on the surface, but screaming in fear on the inside.

He treats people peacefully, dislikes his gentle mask, and can see his filthiness at a glance.

They are also able to treat others sincerely, but have the principle of not giving to others for no reason.

Xie Tingyu's identity and origin were unknown, and she had never told him where her hometown was.

But it must not be the mundane world.

Xie Tingyu felt his scalp tingling under Wen Zhiyu's gaze and frowned slightly.

"What are you looking at?"

"It looks good on you." Wen Zhiyu blurted out with a sincere look on his face.

Xie Tingyu was speechless, "You should read less storybooks on weekdays. What kind of weird things are they?"

"You showed me The Unruly Concubine: The Tyrannical Demon King's Sweetheart", The Legend of Phoenix: The Counterattack of the Second Miss Zhang Yang, and..." Wen Zhiyu suddenly stopped smiling and frowned.

He seemed to realize that something was wrong, especially the uncontrollable embarrassment when he said it.