Chapter 340 Valentina’s sneak attack (1/2)

”You ready?” Valentina glared at Ben as she put her hands up in a grappling pose, her eyes dangerous and merciless, like an amazon preparing to strike a killing blow.

”One sec.” Ben reached down with one hand and shifted hit shnutsack.

The fabric had gotten caught…forcing Ben to make a list minute audible to adjust the team's positioning.

Half a minute later…

*Cough* ”Ok I'm ready.” He nodded at Valentina, his gaze filled with respect for a fellow warrior.

The corner of her eyes couldn't help twitching. 'Why does this bastard always make everything ridiculous?'

Even so, she was ready to punish him physically for each and every perceived slight. So from there, the two squared off, their muscles becoming tense in preparation for the upcoming battle.

They stood in the corner of the room, against a backdrop of blue mats. There was actually a class going on at the moment, but Valentina forced them to cede a space for her and Ben, unwilling to pass up this chance for revenge, and within seconds, her chance had come.

She lunged directly at Ben, her hands reaching out to grab his shoulders. In his eyes though, there wasn't much of a threat. 'Slow…Too slow, and too…jiggly…huh?' As Ben watched Valentina, he felt as if she unfolded her aura, her size suddenly climbing 10x until she dwarfed over him. Like a huge mountain. No, two huge mountains…

'Wait…' Ben blinked as he realized what was going on. This wasn't any aura attack. It was her huge tits getting closer and closer to his face! 'She's attacking my blind spot!'

Ben's blind spot was the tits.

…

It was the black hole that absorbed all light, and all IQ…

As his vision filled with fleshy goodness, his body felt slower than usual, like he was stuck in quicksand, or a bunk bed covered in used kleenexes.

Ben gasped in fear. 'Genjugsu…'

It was the legendary art of jugs illusionary attacks…

The one he invented in his mind on the spot…

However, though he was trapped in this titty illusion…the fire in Ben's eyes was still alive. He wasn't willing to go down so easily! But how to regain control of his body? Ben thought back to the ancient scrolls and found his answer. 'I don't have a dagger to stab myself with, but…'