C89 (1/2)
Her large hands covered Yun Zihuang's knees, and she raised her hand to insert it into Feng Qingxiao's eyes. The two of them fought on the bed. With a flip, she pressed down on him. Their bodies intimately pressed together, with another flip, he pressed down on her and even reached out to touch her face.
”Heh, you even know how to bite.”
After being fiercely bitten by her, he curled his lips and quickly retracted his hand. After saying this, the two of them started rolling again.
If the Prince of Wargods had used his Essence, he would have suppressed her to the point where she couldn't move at all. However, the Prince of Wargod felt that using Essence was too boring. Right now, this was what was most interesting. At the very least, he could take a good look at this silly girl's martial arts, reaction speed and techniques, and see if she had more of her secrets or not. En, as expected, she saw many things. For example, her movements were very quick, but many of her moves were not the moves that the Marquis of Bravery was proficient in.
For example, when he made a move, she would always be able to block it in time, as if she knew beforehand that he would use such a move.
Impossible!
His phoenix-like eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc. How could anyone know what technique he was planning to use?
Even a superior cultivator of the Golden Origin Stage would not be able to see what move he was trying to come up with!
She, this foolish girl whose Essence was so weak that it was negligible to him, what ability did she have to see through the move that he wanted to use?
No matter how he changed his moves, she seemed to have already known that the moves he was going to use would always be blocked in time and could even take the opportunity to attack.
Originally, the move she used should have been something he anticipated. However, the move she was using now was extremely strange and strange. Her movements were fast, even faster than the experts he was familiar with. To a certain extent, this kind of speed made up for the deficiency in her cultivation. Moreover, he hadn't even used his elemental energy yet and had nearly lost several times. This aroused Feng Qingxiao's curiosity. Where did she learn all these strange moves?
Fast, direct, ruthless, deadly, ever-changing!
This move was created purely to kill the enemy. It did not have the slightest fancy style or waste, and every move was aimed at his weak spot. There were even many moves that revolved around his eyes and between his legs.
Not to mention a woman, even if it were a man, a person with a bit of status or self-proclaimed identity would never use such a vicious and unorthodox method.
[A girl always attacks that guy's vital parts. Does this stupid girl even know anything about shame?]
”Yun Zihuang, since you're so anxious to throw yourself into my arms, why don't you take off your clothes first?”
He pursed his lips and said lightly, but unfortunately, he did not see her expression of shame and anger as he wished. Her small face was very calm, and her eyes shot out sharp rays of light, making her attack even faster.
Such a competitive spirit caused Feng Qingxiao to not use his origin energy. Instead, he only relied on his speed and techniques to fight her.
”Creak …”
The exquisite carved bed let out a miserable scream. As the two rolled and exchanged blows, it constantly shook and cried out.
”Princess!”
He then asked, ”Do you need me to go in and serve you?”
Yun Zihuang and Feng Qingxiao, the two of them stopped at the same time and stared at each other. They started to fight back with their eyes, but neither of them was willing to withdraw their gazes.
”No need. This princess is training. You can go rest.”
He recited in a low voice, ”This servant can match the princess's moves.”
”No need. Go and rest. Don't come and disturb my cultivation again.”
The two maidservants looked at each other, feeling that something was amiss. Why was the princess so diligent in her cultivation? It wasn't even dawn yet and she was already practicing in her room?