1 Li Yang. (2/2)
”Oh, are you jealous, Hong Kiu? Well, Senior Sister is extremely gorgeous so I can see why you would get jealous like that. Are you perhaps hoping that defending her like this will make her praise and thank you? Maybe she'll even give you a nice kiss on the forehead so that you can go and rub one out while the memory is still fresh? Do you want to rub the place she kissed while you do it? Oh, I know! You plan on rubbing the place she kissed and then use that hand to touch yourself, really masturbate yourself into a stupor! It's a bit depraved, but hey, whatever get's you going.”
The outstretched finger of Hong Kiu trembled fiercely as Li Yang kept talking, each word digging into him and dyeing his face redded and redder. And when Li Yang so grandly spoke about Hong Kiu's 'plans', even wearing an understanding expression, he finally blew up.
”Sh... Shut up!”
Hong Kiu charged forward like an enraged bull with his arms outstretched to grab onto Li Yang. But Li Yang simply grinned at him and continued to hop around to dodge Ting Miu's attempts at grabbing him by controlling the grass. Only when Hong Kiu got close did Li Yang change his movements, one of his fingers flicking once.
Hong Kiu suddenly lowered his entire body when Li Yang flicked his finger, it was as if he was suddenly carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders. Li Yang took this chance and kicked off one of the enlarged strands of grass, which slowed down so much when his foot approached it that it couldn't coil around him.
He jumped onto Hong Kiu's head, spinning his own body around so that he was riding on Hong Kiu's shoulders, pressing his own thighs strongly against the side of Hong Kiu's face. He then grabbed onto Hong Kiu's black hair and tugged it strongly to the left, his large body involuntarily turning to the left while Li Yang cheered him on.
”Go forth, Steed Kiu, to victory!”
He tugged on Hong Kiu's hair until he had turned around and was facing the cherry tree, one of his hands letting go of Hong Kiu's hair and heavily slapping his lower back to push him forward thanks to the pain. Once Hong Kiu took several steps forward, Li Yang completely let go of his hair and placed both hands on top of Hong Kiu's head.
He pushed off of his head and pulled back his legs, placing them against the back of Hong Kiu's shoulders and kicking him at the cherry tree while launching himself into a backflip. He spun twice in the air before landing gracefully on his feet, casting his gaze into Hong Kiu's direction.
But sadly, he didn't collide head-first with the tree like Li Yang hoped. The grass around Hong Kiu instantly grew taller than his body and formed a cage that stopped him from crashing into the tree. And while he was stopped, the now slightly colder voice of Ting Miu rang out.
”Enough! Li Yang, stop twisting events to goad people, I just asked you to help me pick out a present for my little brother and then gave you a few pointers for your training. Now stop playing around just to get a rise out of people, otherwise, you cannot blame me if I report things to your father. And Hong Kiu, don't fall for your opponents taunts so easily, losing yourself in rage is the quickest way to lose the battle.”
Li Yang's grin faltered slightly when Ting Miu threatened him with his father, the corners of his mouth twitching softly. He raised both arms in defeat and started walking over, helplessly shaking his head as he walked past Hong Kiu and took up position behind Ting Miu.
”Ah, what a cruel mistress you are, not only are you playing with my innocence but you are also turning to threats after just a bit of teasing, you're breaking my heart, darling.”
Ting Miu's eyebrows trembled slightly and she cut into Li Yang with a sharp glare, making sure that he remained silent while she released Hong Kiu, who joined up with the other disciples with his head lowered in shame. Li Yang didn't even look at Hong Kiu, leaning closer to one of the female disciples that was closer to him and was casting glances at him, giving her a quick wink and a charming grin.
”Don't worry, Fairy Sister Luoluo, Demoness Miu may have played with me like a cheap toy that can just be thrown away, but she made sure to leave my chastity and purity mostly intact. So don't worry, I still have plenty of chastity that I can share with you in private.”
The young girl blushed deeply when Li Yang winked at her and teased her. He was handsome, charming, funny, had a strong backing, and was filled with boundless confidence, all of which was able to easily make up for the fact that he didn't seem to have much cultivation at all. Li Yang was just about to keep teasing the girl when his throat suddenly rolled and he crouched down, a sharp slap missing the back of his head and sliding along his scalp. Li Yang quickly turned to look at Ting Miu, showing her a bitter expression.
”Please don't be like that, Senior Sister Miu. You just threw me away yet get jealous when I move on? Are you not satisfied with how much you've already played with me? Or could it be that my sweet taste has actually captivated you? Are you just acting like you are right now because you don't know how to show it properly? What was it they called it, tsundere?”
The expression of several of the men around Li Yang suddenly twisted and twitched, some looking like they were going to give in to their hormones as Hong Kiu had. But when they noticed Li Yang glance at them out of the corner of his eyes and saw the gleeful light in his eyes they all chose to hold themselves back.
That gleeful light hid a strong pride and arrogance, a confidence that he could play with all the men here even if they did end up giving in to their hormones and came at him. But while Li Yang was glancing at the men, Ting Miu's other hand came down upon his head, this time much faster than any of her previous moves.
She had clearly given up on going easy on him and actually moved to hit him, her fist knocking down on his head and nearly causing him to bite down on his tongue. Li Yang crouched down even further and started to rub the top of his head, muttering incomprehensible curses as he did his best to rub away the pain.
Ting Miu stood over him and glared at him, Li Yang waving an arm as if he was waving the white flag of surrender, his other hand moving across his mouth as if he was sealing it shut. Seeing that Li Yang was finally going to be quiet for once, Ting Miu waved her arm and led the disciples back to the lecture hall so that they could finally get the actual lesson underway.