Chapter 172, Chapter 8: The Blind Girl in the World of High Martial Arts
The man paused, squinting at Xu Qingzhou.
At this moment, Xu Qingzhou's expression was more solemn than ever before, and his eyes were filled with worry and pain that seemed to devour him.
But his hand holding the sword remained as steady as a rock, showing no sign of yielding.
"You like her, so you just stand by and watch her... torture herself like this?"
The man was completely baffled.
Xu Qingzhou pursed her lips, her jaw clenched.
Each word seemed to be squeezed out with difficulty from between his lips, carrying a heavy weight.
"I believe her."
Yes, he believed her.
He admitted that he did not fully understand her abilities.
It's impossible to fully understand the deeper meaning behind her every step.
Therefore, at this moment, he was extremely anxious, filled with worry and fear, and wished he could take all her pain upon himself.
But there was nothing he could do.
Because he is still too weak.
He was so weak that he needed her to stand in front of him and shield him from all dangers.
Until he becomes powerful enough to protect her under his wing, all he can do is...
It means trusting her completely.
Without hesitation, without questioning, and without becoming an obstacle in her way.
This allows her to focus on what she wants without any worries.
The man still couldn't understand Xu Qingzhou's mindset.
But he seemed to understand why Yu Wanwan treated him differently.
In just a few words, the surrounding scenery quietly underwent a dramatic transformation.
A fresh and powerful fragrance of grass and trees spread out without warning, dispelling the stench of blood in the air.
The man paused, then instinctively lowered his eyes.
The ice and snow underfoot had not melted, still covering the vast expanse of white.
However, beneath the seemingly lifeless ice and snow, little by little, clusters of emerald green are breaking through the snow with an unstoppable force!
Taking Yu Wanwan as the origin, the scattered green spots quickly spread outwards and intertwined.
In the blink of an eye, a vibrant and unique domain belonging solely to her was created atop this desolate snow-capped mountain!
The man's pupils contracted sharply.
"How could this be..."
The greenery continues to spread outwards, covering and blending with the white snow.
The snow-white and emerald green colors almost blended together.
The two scenes, though completely different, complement each other perfectly, without any sense of jarring contrast.
In the blink of an eye, the snow covered the entire mountain, adding another color to the dazzling white.
Those waiting at the foot of the mountain stared wide-eyed.
"What...what is that?!"
"The appearance of such a miraculous treasure is indeed true!"
Smelling the familiar scent and seeing this extraordinary sight, Xu Qingzhou's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, suddenly relaxed and settled down.
His palms were already soaked with sweat and sticky.
Without bothering to wipe it clean, he sheathed his sword, turned around, and returned to Yu Wanwan's side, supporting her arm, but the worry between his brows still hadn't subsided.
"Are you alright?"
Yu Wanwan nodded, using his strength to steady herself, and looked at the man with a smile.
"You probably have some misunderstanding about my abilities."
The man's nonchalance vanished.
The back that was always slouching down straightened up as well.
Yu Wanwan didn't care; whatever his attitude was, it was all the same to her.
There is no difference.
“Severing my connection with plants, cutting off my origins, is indeed a good idea, but it’s a pity.”
The short sword stuck in his heart turned into green light and dissipated. The wound healed rapidly under the nourishment of abundant life force, leaving not even a scar.
The green light gathered and stretched in front of her, eventually transforming into a longbow that was entirely emerald green and had an ancient yet exquisite design.
The bow is entwined with vines, which faintly shimmer with the glow of life.
She reached out and firmly grasped the bow.
The light was contained, the longbow was completely solidified, and it exuded a breathtaking and magnificent vitality.
"My talent isn't in plants."
Her talent is life.
Plants are merely the most docile and compatible carriers for bearing and manifesting her power.
But she is the ruler, she is the source of power.
The bowstring was pulled open by her slender fingers.
No arrows were needed; the abundant life force around them naturally converged and condensed into three emerald green arrows, shimmering with light.
The arrow locks onto the man.
All three arrows were released at the same time.
It didn't fly in a straight line, but instead drew three arcs in the air, sealing off all the man's space to dodge.
The arrowhead was aimed directly at three vital points: his brow, chest, and dantian!
Wherever the arrow passed, even the stagnant air seemed to be infused with vitality, rippling outwards.
The man's expression turned solemn. He dared not take the blow head-on, and quickly retreated, his hands forming a series of hand seals.
A layer of dark gray mist formed a barrier in front of me.
The arrow struck the barrier, but there was no earth-shattering explosion.
Only a subtle sound, like a gentle spring breeze.
But the vibrant green light, as if possessed by a corrosive quality, rapidly dissolved the gray barrier.
"What a troublesome ability..."
The man cursed under his breath.
For him, life was not a good thing.
If he gets contaminated, even just a tiny bit, it will be enough to make him feel uncomfortable for a long time.
He made a decisive decision, gave up resisting, and his soul quickly left his body.
The man's body, like a puppet with its strings cut, instantly lost its support, slumped down, and fell into the snow.
At the same time, a plume of black smoke surged out of his body and rapidly spread in all directions.
"Your men are just like you!"
Yu Wanwan scoffed lightly, with a hint of disdain.
As soon as they sensed something was wrong, they ran away.
They didn't even put up a fight; they're incredibly cowardly!
"Stop them!"
He quickly gave Xu Qingzhou an instruction, then darted off to the other side.
The longbow in her hand vanished as a stream of light, only to re-form at her fingertips in the next instant.
This time, however, it was not a longbow, but countless silver needles.
Those silver needles were as fine as cow hair, gleaming with a cold light.
With a flick of his sleeve, the silver needles shot forward, forming a silvery rain curtain.
They fell densely into the black smoke.
The black smoke was stirred up and churned violently before being dispersed.
Xu Qingzhou acted the instant Yu Wanwan spoke.
Tianxing drew an icy blue arc, his fierce sword intent transforming into a barrier of ice.
Combined with Yu Wanwan's silver needle rain curtain, the space on the other side was completely sealed off!
The black smoke billowed left and right, but it was as if it had run into a net, with no way to escape.
Although there were only two of them, they worked together seamlessly, desperately preventing the black smoke from spreading out.
The black smoke trembled and slowly condensed into a human figure in mid-air.
He was dressed in white again, but this time he wasn't wearing a mask, revealing his face.
He has a baby face, fair skin, and features as delicate as if meticulously sculpted by a craftsman.
The person's aura was not as foul as he had imagined; instead, they were as clean as the purest angel, with a perfectly innocent expression on their face.
She was like a delicate, fragile, and untouched porcelain doll.
It made people subconsciously overlook the malice in his eyes.
"Little Wan'er, I really don't want to fight you, so why are you forcing me?"
The voice that came out was also that of a young person—clear and innocent.
Xu Qingzhou's gaze instantly turned strange, and he almost reflexively turned his head to look at Yu Wanwan's reaction.
He still clearly remembers that magical world.
She was drawn to a dark magician with an innocent and kind appearance, and stared at him for a long time!
However, this time, Yu Wanwan didn't have any special reaction.
Oh no, there is still some reaction.
Her smile widened, her gentleness unchanged, but a hint of excitement ignited in her eyes.
Xu Qingzhou was a little confused and didn't quite understand her emotions.
The man, however, took a step back, somewhat hesitant.
Yu Wanwan moved her wrists, and her joints made a crisp cracking sound.
The next instant, he darted forward like a gust of wind.
"You're talking like you can do whatever you want just because you lay a hand on someone!"
Along with her words, a massive crescent-shaped blade appeared out of nowhere.
The large sword contrasted sharply with her slender figure, yet she wielded it with incredible power.
The heavy blade tore through the air, sending snowflakes swirling wildly, and with the force of splitting a mountain, it slashed fiercely down at that baby face.
The man seemed genuinely angry; he no longer simply dodged and struck like lightning.
"Yu Wanwan! Don't go too far!"
After that...
He couldn't see clearly anymore.
Only two afterimages could be seen, flashing, colliding, separating, and colliding again in the air at an astonishing speed.
The clanging sounds of weapons clashing echoed continuously from above.
Like the battles he had witnessed before, her fighting style remained completely unpredictable.
The Breaking Illusion technique constantly changed form in her hands, sometimes attacking from a distance, sometimes engaging in close combat, at her whim.
Every now and then, one could hear Yu Wanwan's gentle sarcasm and the man's furious curses.
"Holy shit! Yu Wanwan, you beast! How could you lay a hand on such an adorable face!"
Xu Qingzhou: "..."
He stood there, watching the two figures locked in a fierce struggle in the sky, his grip on his sword tightening.
He couldn't describe how he felt at that moment.
They fought fiercely, with flashing swords and a palpable sense of killing intent.
Every move was aimed at the opponent's vital points, each strike deadly, showing no mercy whatsoever.
Can……
He couldn't sense any hostility between them.
Amidst that fierce exchange, there was an indescribable...familiarity?
A love-hate relationship.
He didn't want to overthink things.
She also didn't want to use such ambiguous terms to define her relationship with another man.
One could sense the atmosphere between the two, an atmosphere that was difficult for outsiders to intrude upon.
These four words kept popping into his mind.
Once such a thought arose, it was impossible to suppress; it coiled around his heart like a venomous snake, tightening little by little.
It made my heart sink and my whole body grow cold.
He began to uncontrollably compare himself to that man.
In terms of appearance, talent, and temperament, he believed he was no less than him.
In terms of strength...
He's too weak.
She was so weak that when she faced an opponent of that level, she could only stand by and watch like a fool.
They could barely even make out their movements.
So weak that when she encounters real danger, all she can do is worry in vain and offer no help whatsoever.
If it weren't for her exceptional abilities, he wouldn't even be qualified to be her assistant.
In the past, such perceptions would not have affected him.
If you're weak, then just work hard to become stronger.
But the appearance of this man still made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness.
He was so lost in thought, immersed in surging negative emotions, that he didn't even notice when Yu Wanwan returned.
Until a slightly cool hand gently covered the back of his hand, which was gripping the sword hilt tightly and had prominent veins.
He was suddenly brought back to his senses when the familiar scent, carrying a hint of fresh grass and trees, drew near.
He looked up and was met with her empty eyes, which seemed to reflect all his thoughts.
What are you thinking about so intently?
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