Wutong suddenly raised his head and looked forward quietly. Wuyue was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that the breath was approaching from far away, heading in the direction where they were.
Wutong looked happy and wanted to get up to greet Yang Yi and the others, but the injury on his leg did not heal, so he staggered and fell to the ground.
At the same time, Yang Yi had opened the door, and what he saw was the scene in front of him.
"Good fellow, although Master is indeed missing from you for some time, you don't need to pay such a big courtesy."
Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, then stopped laughing. He stood up and helped Wutong up from the ground. When his eyes touched the wound on his leg, he couldn't help but froze.
"How did this happen?"
Yang Yi's eyes widened slightly, and then he looked at Wu Yue, "Did you two get into some serious enemies, and were you being hunted down?"
"No, it's not."
Wuyue shook his head, and then smiled helplessly: "This kid wants to win with all his heart. Because you said before that you hope we can achieve something, he rushed forward determinedly."
"Every time he comes back, he always comes back with some injuries. I have told him many times, but he just doesn't listen."
Wu Yue said, looking at Yang Yi helplessly, "Sir, now that you are here, please advise him."
She really had no choice. Wutong was good at everything, but she was so stubborn in this aspect that she didn't even listen to her sister.
The current injuries are deep enough to see the bones, and require a lot of elixirs and endless practice to recover, but this has happened many times.
In the past twenty days, Wutong fought desperately with people every day, and then came back with scars. After using the elixir to recover as before, he came to power again, and the cycle started over and over again.
He has not slept for twenty days. Although monks like them no longer need to sleep and rest, they are still mentally tired.
Wuyue was worried about him, but there was nothing he could do. Fortunately, Yang Yi and the others were back. If it was Yang Yi, Wutong would definitely listen.
"Is that so?"
When Yang Yi heard this, he looked at Wutong. Through Wuyue's words, he could guess what good things Wutong had done, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and look at him.
Faced with Yang Yi's gaze, Wutong smiled faintly and said: "Master, the journey of cultivation is not easy. Besides, I also have a sense of propriety. It is not as serious as my sister said. Don't worry."
"You, you better have a good rest and don't be too stubborn."
Yang Yi glanced at him angrily, "I said that just to allow you and your sister to practice with peace of mind. Who knew you were so desperate?"
With that said, Yang Yi sat on the bed holding Wutong, and took out a bottle of Bodhi tree juice, "Take it, I'm afraid the one I gave you has been used up, right?"
"yes."
Wutong scratched his head in embarrassment. He smiled and said, "I ran out of it a few days ago. Thank you Master."
"Since you are working so hard, tell me, how is the situation now?"
Hearing this, Wutong opened his eyes, put down the bottle containing Bodhi Tree sap, and smiled at Yang Yi.
"Master, in the past 20 days, I participated in 50 single matches, with a score of 43 wins and 7 losses. I also participated in 20 double matches, with my sister, with a score of 17 wins and 3 losses."
"It's very good."
Yang Yi nodded slightly, such a winning rate is indeed not low.
"And you?"
Yang Yi looked at Wuyue again, and Wuyue smiled, "I participated in the doubles competition with him. I didn't participate in as many singles competitions as he did. I only participated in 30 games, with 25 wins and 5 losses."
"good."
Yang Yi looked at the two of them with admiration, "It seems that I was right about you. Your talents are very good."
"There are still 10 days left, Master. I want to try harder."
Wutong looked at Yang Yi and said, Yang Yi nodded, "If you want to give it a try, then go ahead. I won't leave these days, I will stay here with you."
Although the two did not say anything, Yang Yi could feel that their strength was gradually rising. Although they had not yet reached the middle stage of the divine realm, or even touched the threshold, their initial strength was already very stable.
At this rate, within a few months, the two of them will definitely reach the mid-term stage.
The higher the realm, the harder it is to break through. Many people are stagnant. These two have good talents, which can be considered fast.
"Where is that brat Wutong? Get out of here!"
At this time, a loud shout brought Yang Yi back from his thoughts. He and Wutong looked at each other and asked, "What's going on?"
"That person must be here again! Why is he so messy!"
Before Wutong could speak, Wuyue said angrily: "Sir! I know who this person is!"
"This man's name is Hu Xi, and he is Hu He's brother. A few days ago, Tong'er happened to get Hu He as his opponent in the singles match, so he played a match with him."
"Hu He's defense was so strong that it was difficult for him to hit Tong'er. Tong'er got really fierce and beat him up. Both of them were seriously injured. In the end, Tong'er was slightly better."
"We thought this matter would be over, but we didn't expect that after Hu He's brother Hu Xi heard about it, he came to our door and treated Tong'er mercilessly. He even beat Hu He into a cripple.
, we told him to go and see for ourselves and apologize to him, but he refused to comply."
Wuyue was furious, "If we insist on giving out elixirs and spiritual stones to compensate, he will naturally take his brother to see a doctor. Isn't this obvious blackmail?"
"If we didn't give it to him, he would go around and say bad things about Tong'er, saying that he just came here to kill people, which made us very annoyed these days."
Wuyue finished the matter in one breath, and Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Wutong.
"Since you have been wronged, why don't you fight back? Why do you still let him bully you?"
"I do not have time."
Wutong said lightly: "The mouth is on him, so he can say whatever he wants. If I haven't done it, I haven't done it."
"I spend all my time on dueling and have no time to take care of his nonsense. When he has made enough noises and becomes bored, he won't do anything."
Unexpectedly, Wutong's thoughts were so clear. For a moment, Yang Yi didn't know what to say.
"You kid, you're only a teenager, why are you so old-fashioned?"
Yang Yi was a little helpless. When he was as big as Wutong, he was still on the battlefield, when he was impulsive and full of energy. But in comparison, Wutong simply had no temper.
No, it can't be said that he has no temper. All his attention is spent on cultivation.
Yang Yi can understand it. He probably wants to become stronger quickly and then protect the people he wants to protect.
