Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Master Ball, Beauty, Please Stay!

Chapter 54 Wu Feng: You bastard! Be gentle! It hurts me...

On the training ground on the other side of the manor, two figures stood facing each other.

The training grounds here are indeed larger than those at Shrek Academy, and there are also training soul tools with different auxiliary functions nearby.

"Let's begin, Miss. You shouldn't be here so soon."

Wu Feng took off her school uniform and put on a tight-fitting tracksuit, which made her hot figure even more eye-catching.

She stared intently at Jiang Yi, her gaze unusually serious, her deep red eyes seemingly suppressing some emotion.

"So soon? Then let's get started!"

Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow, looking calmly at Wu Feng, who had a cold face opposite him.

This girl always had this expression, so he didn't find it strange.

"Wait! Your summoned beast is too strong; I'm no match for it! I'd like to spar with you in close combat!"

Wu Feng suddenly spoke again, his eyes fixed on Jiang Yi, and changed his request.

"Of course, I won't use my Martial Soul! You can rest assured!"

"good!"

Jiang Yi naturally had no objections.

In terms of martial spirit, it's simply that he fed Wu Feng with techniques. As it is now, he can still practice Crane Control and Dragon Capture.

The key to controlling the crane and capturing the dragon is skillful force, which is similar to Tai Chi, but focuses on grasping and controlling.

As a time traveler, one should naturally make good use of the advantages of time travel and integrate some martial arts concepts from the previous life.

"Here I come!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Feng charged forward, fists clenched.

Even without the support of a martial spirit, the fist still whistled through the air, carrying an indomitable momentum.

She followed Ning Tian from a young age and received special training. The time when she didn't use her martial spirit was when the gap between her and Jiang Yi was the smallest.

"Well done!"

Jiang Yi remained calm and composed.

Just before the fist was about to hit him, he dodged to the side, simultaneously using the Crane Control and Dragon Capture technique to grab her arm, and with a flick of his wrist, he carried her away.

Deng Deng Deng!

Wu Feng somersaulted in the air and took more than ten steps back after landing before he could barely dissipate the force.

"Again!"

Wu Feng gritted his teeth and charged forward again.

She truly lived up to her reputation as the bodyguard that the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School had trained for Ning Tian since childhood; she possessed unique skills in close combat.

Fists, elbows, knees—Wu Feng transformed himself into the most lethal weapon, attacking Jiang Yi like a storm.

Every move was a deadly strike, leaving no room for retreat, as if they were not sparring but fighting to the death.

Under her relentless onslaught, even Jiang Yi felt some pressure.

But his movements became increasingly smooth, his techniques of controlling cranes and capturing dragons became more and more skillful, and he gained a more leisurely and composed demeanor.

Time ticked by as the two fought.

Before we knew it, the setting sun had already sunk below the horizon, leaving only a sliver of orange-red afterglow on the horizon.

Bang! Jiang Yi grabbed Wu Feng's wrist again and delivered a powerful elbow strike to her chest, sending her flying.

Wu Feng staggered a few steps, finally lost his balance, and collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

"Cough cough————"

She lay on the ground and did not get up.

The setting sun fell on her tired face, bathing her profile in a golden-red light, making her look particularly lonely.

For most of the hour, she was the one taking the initiative to attack, but she didn't cause Jiang Yi any trouble.

"Too much rigidity leads to breakage! Your fist is too straight; you should leave some room for maneuver when you strike."

Jiang Yi stepped forward, shook his head, and reached out to help her up.

I don't know what happened to this girl. She was behaving well at first, but then she started biting like a mad dog.

Her crazed appearance made anyone who didn't know better think they had done something horrific to her.

"But—what if I have no choice?"

Wu Feng let out a long sigh, his tone full of loneliness and helplessness.

She looked intently at Jiang Yi, her eyes filled with a complex emotion—jealousy, or something else entirely.

"???"

Jiang Yi looked completely bewildered.

You're even talking about philosophy now? Does that fit your stereotype of being all looks and no brains?

"However, you are indeed very strong."

Wu Feng suddenly laughed again.

She took Jiang Yi's hand, stood up from the ground, and her eyes seemed to show a more sincere approval.

"You're not bad either!"

Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow and retorted.

Although this girl has a bad temper, her focus and frenzy when fighting are truly admirable.

"Let's go! Miss, she's sent word! She has something to attend to and won't be coming. She wants the two of us to come over."

Wu Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to walk away into the distance.

"Um?"

Jiang Yi looked at her back and felt a little strange. He hadn't seen Wu Feng stop to receive messages either.

However, he quickly put that doubt out of his mind and his gaze fell on the girl's pair of swaying, sexy buttocks.

The girl was drenched in sweat, and her already tight-fitting sportswear was now soaked through, the fabric clinging to her skin and partially obscuring it.

That alluring figure stirred the heart.

"Put them on first!"

Jiang Yi glanced at her, then took two steps forward, took out a coat, and draped it over Wu Feng's shoulders.

Although he was lustful, he disdained such petty gains; if he were to take advantage, he would take something bigger—that's called strategy.

Wu Feng was stunned for a moment.

She looked down at the coat on her shoulder, then looked up at Jiang Yi. Her lips moved, but she remained silent for a long time.

Finally, she simply tightened her coat and continued walking forward.

"Thank you! You're a good person!"

Her voice was soft, but just enough for Jiang Yi to hear.

Jiang Yi rolled his eyes.

This person even got a "friend zone" card! Unbelievable!

As the sun set, Wu Feng walked at the front, clutching her coat with her small hands, but sighed softly in her heart.

Miss, I tried my best.

He's been taking so long, surely the young lady will suffer less now—

Waaaaaah!!

After going around in circles, the two returned to the villa they had visited before.

Wu Feng led him inside, where there were individual rooms, with steam faintly rising from the cracks in the doors.

"Is this a hot spring?"

Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow. Through a few doors that weren't closed tightly, he could vaguely see the clear spring water.

That's outrageously extravagant!

He thought this was Ning Tian and his companion's residence, but when he came in, he was surprised to find that the entire building was a bathroom.

Damn it, he'll use Sea God Lake as a bathing pool from now on!

"Yes, Miss likes to take a bath. Why don't you take a shower first? Change your clothes, and then we'll go see Miss!"

Wu Feng nodded, gave a casual explanation, and then took a bathrobe from the cabinet next to him and handed it to Jiang Yi.

"It's good to be rich!"

Jiang Yi sighed, reached out to take it, but it didn't budge.

Wu Feng kept his head down, his expression unreadable, only his fingers tightly gripping the soft fabric, refusing to let go.

"Um?"

He tugged at the bathrobe in his hand again, the other end still being held tightly by Wu Feng, like a child guarding its food.

"Is it inconvenient?"

Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow and released his grip.

But the next moment, Wu Feng shook his head violently and stuffed the bathrobe into his arms.

"No, no! Go wash up quickly, don't keep the young lady waiting."

She went around behind Jiang Yi, pushed his back with both hands, and shoved him toward a hot spring room.

Jiang Yi stumbled a couple of steps after being pushed by her. He glanced back at her but didn't say anything more before walking through the half-open door.

"Bang"

The door closed behind me.

Wu Feng seemed to have all his strength drained away, leaning weakly against the cold wooden door frame.

She gritted her teeth, her small hands gripping the hem of her skirt tightly, her shoulders trembling slightly, her heart screaming wildly.

You bastard! You have to be gentle!

It would break my heart!!!

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