Chapter 122 The Clash of Two Beautiful Women
"Ah? Fang Zuojun, I don't understand what you mean." Xincun Jing covered her mouth with her little hands, showing a surprised expression.
"Really? Didn't you do all those little tricks just to make me eat?"
"What are you talking about? It's obviously not happening." Shinmura Jing blushed shyly, but excitement flashed in her eyes.
Fang Zuo walked forward, grabbed Xincun Jing's ponytail with his left hand and pulled it up.
Use your other hand to hold the plump buttocks with all your strength.
The years have left some shallow wrinkles on her neck, making her look more feminine.
A trembling sound came from Shinmura Akira's throat.
"Ah wait, Fang Zuojun, I really didn't, you misunderstood me."
At the same time as pressing it, Shinmura Jing quickly let out a refreshing sound.
"No, this is not good, Fang Zuojun, you misunderstood me."
Shinmura Akira's eyes were muddy and her voice was wet and overflowing with water.
"Really?" Fang Zuo pushed her against the wall and stood behind her: "Where are your clothes?"
".Ah, no? I forgot to wear it. I'm sorry, Fang Zuojun. This is really unforgivable. Please punish me."
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Ariake Arena in Tokyo.
Nagano Rei was very excited in the arena.
Just now, she knocked her opponent to the ground with one punch.
Another point.
Promotion is a foregone conclusion.
There was one remaining opponent, and even if I lost, my points would be enough to advance.
"Are you Ms. Nagano Rei from Omi Hachiman?" A handsome young man in a black suit walked over.
Holding a samurai sword in his arms, his face was full of smiles.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Nagano Rei looked at the young man warily.
Laughing like this is not a good thing.
"【Shinto-ryu】Tsukahara Morihi." The young man bowed slightly.
Nagano Rei stood in awe.
"So he is the descendant of the Sword Saint Tsukahara."
"Yes." Tsukahara Morihi looked at the beauty in front of him with a smile.
A delicate little face with a little makeup on.
I have been watching her since she entered the game.
She was so relaxed after the victory that only one last insignificant game remained.
Her long wavy hair was originally tied behind her head, but now it has been let down, and she is wearing black hollow gauntlets on her hands.
A small green vest was also covered by the short skirt.
She was wearing black stockings and long boots, and she was originally dressed like an urban beauty, but she looked extremely handsome after she went on stage.
I heard that he came from a rural area like Omihachiman in Kansai.
I didn't expect that there would be beauties of this level in such a place.
"Is there anything wrong?" asked Nagano Rei.
Nagano Rei maintains due respect for the Tsukahara Shinto-ryu Sword Saint Family, which is the family with the highest sword skills in martial arts.
Tsukahara Bokuden was one of the two greatest sword masters in Japanese history, and even another sword master, Kamiizumi Nobunaga, was his apprentice.
Tsukahara Morihi smelled the body odor of the woman opposite him and the sweat after the game, and his body felt hot.
But he still smiled like a gentleman and said, "The next game is my brother Tsukahara Shigeki's. Ms. Nagano Rei's points are enough to enter the top 16 finals."
"Why don't you let my brother win the next game? I promise that if Miss Nagano Rei agrees, you will be a friend of the Tsukahara family and you will have the friendship of the Tsukahara family."
Nagano Rei frowned: "I really want to have the friendship of the Tsukahara Sword Saint family, but this is a competition, Mr. Tsukahara Morihi."
“It’s cheating.”
"How can this be called cheating?" Tsukahara Morihi laughed: "Ms. Nagano Rei is just trying to save her energy for the next game."
"This is a very normal and smart approach."
"It's good for both you and me, and it doesn't violate the rules of the game. How can it be called cheating?"
Tsukahara Morihi smelled Nagano Rei's charming scent, which was slightly sweet, and his upper body couldn't help but lean forward slightly.
Seeing this, Nagano Rei took a step back and thought about what Tsukahara Morihi said.
When Tsukahara Morihi saw Nagano Rei retreat and remain silent, he sneered in his heart.
All women like to pretend to be frigid before going to bed.
Once you get this woman under your control, she will be like any other woman, dying under you.
"Ms. Nagano Rei, if you don't say anything, I will take it as your agreement. The Tsukahara family will remember your kindness this time. Thank you for your cooperation."
Tsukahara Morihi smiled and turned away.
Tsukahara Shigeki looked anxiously at Tsukahara Morihi as he slowly walked towards him.
"Brother, did she agree?"
Tsukahara Morihi snorted coldly: "No."
"Ah?" Tsukahara Shigeki said dejectedly, "What should I do? Is this woman so ignorant of what is good for her?"
"If you had spent more time practicing swordsmanship instead of playing with women, or even learned a little bit of the [Secret Sword: Ichi-no-tachi], would it be necessary to do this?" Tsukahara Morihi scolded.
"I'm sorry, brother." Tsukahara Shigeki lowered his head and said, "I brought shame to the Tsukahara Sword Saint lineage. I can't even make it to the top 16."
Tsukahara Morihi's expression softened: "Although she didn't agree, she didn't refuse either."
"She is just a small Omi Hachiman Martial Arts School. She doesn't have the guts to reject the Tsukahara Sword Master Clan."
"Really? Brother." Tsukahara Shigeki raised his head and said with a smug smile: "I knew that woman would not give me face, but brother."
"That Nagano Rei is really good-looking, especially the thighs of her beautiful legs when she kicks, which are white and smooth with continuous lines."
"Baka." Tsukahara Morihi scolded, "This is the woman I like, not someone you can covet."
"Yes, brother." Tsukahara Shigeki didn't say anything, but looked at Nagano Rei from a distance, with excitement in his eyes.
Wait until your brother gets tired of playing, then you can take over and play.
It has always been like this anyway.
Nagano Rei walked slowly towards the lounge, not knowing what to do.
It would be great if the master was around, I could ask him.
I feel like this is cheating, but it seems like Tsukahara Morihi is not wrong.
Conserve your strength and fight casually.
This is also a kind of competition strategy.
When passing by the entrance to the lounge, I saw a young man and a girl talking in the corner.
Half of the man's shoulder was wrapped in bandages, and the girl obediently took the other end of the bandage and continued to bandage him.
"Brother, can you make it to the top 16 in this competition?"
"I don't know. If Miss Nagano Rei can beat Tsukahara Shigeki, my points will go up, but if she loses, I won't have as many points as Tsukahara Shigeki, so I will be eliminated."
"Brother, it would be great if you could make it to the top 16. The prize money we get will be enough for us to open a small shop. Then we can move out of the Kamazaki slums with our master."
"I hope you can get in." The man patted the girl's head and said, "Brother has tried his best. Everything depends on God's will."
Nagano Rei looked at the brother and sister from afar, struggling violently in her heart.
"Ms. Nagano Rei." A middle-aged man came over and said, "Master, please come over."
Zhang He, the master of the arena, is Benli's eldest disciple.
Nagano Rei followed him to the room where she had been imprisoned.
"You're here." Zhang Hebenli stood up.
"Senior Zhang." Nagano Rei bowed.
"Hmm?" Zhang Hebenli frowned and waved his hand.
A burst of energy stopped Nagano Rei from bowing: "After learning our Shenzhou's luck method, you must have some Shenzhou style."
"When you bow and clasp your fists from now on, don't just do the same thing as you do when you stick your butt out."
"Yes, senior." Nagano Rei clasped her fists and bowed.
"How about it, you have no problem making it to the top 16. Do you have any idea about winning the championship?" Zhang Hebenli looked at Nagano Rei's standard fist-clasping posture and nodded with satisfaction.
"I don't have that ability." Nagano Rei shook her head shyly, and suddenly remembered something, pouting: "It's all because of that stingy guy who didn't teach me anything else."
"Haha, you stingy guy? You are so bold. You are so lucky to have Master Fang to guide you." Zhang Heben laughed.
Suddenly, all the energy in his body was compressed, and then he threw a punch.
A huge wave of energy rushed towards Nagano Rei.
Nagano Rei was pressed down by the air wave and couldn't move, and she couldn't even raise her hands.
But she gritted her teeth, and the qi and blood in her heavenly and earthly meridians surged wildly.
Suddenly my whole body felt lighter and the pressure was much less.
Raise your hands to block the blast.
The gust of wind blew past, but his arms failed to block it.
There seems to be something extra in my mind.
There are more little people jumping around.
Nagano Rei shook her little head and closed her eyes to try to get rid of the illusion.
But these little guys kept doing various postures and couldn't be gotten rid of.
What are these? Chinese boxing?
Nagano Rei noticed it and watched carefully.
"Learn well. This is what I have learned from Chinese boxing over the years." Zhang Heben released a wave of energy and noticed sharply that the girl's heavenly and earthly meridians were open.
It’s indeed a good seedling.
No wonder it was the woman beside Master Fang.
"Thank you, senior." Nagano Rei bowed excitedly with her fists clasped.
"No, these little things are not worth mentioning to the one next to you." Zhang Hebenli sat down slowly again: "If you can get a few words from Master Fang, it will be much better than these little things of mine."
Is he really that powerful? But the one who said this was Zhang Hebenli, who dominated most of the Kanto martial arts world.
I couldn't help but believe it.
But how do you get it out?
It’s so difficult. I’d better force him to date me first.
"By the way, senior, what would you do if you encountered such a thing?" Nagano Rei recounted her struggle just now.
Humbly asking for advice.
"What should I do? The fact that you have this problem shows that you are not strong enough." Zhang Hebenli said with a disdainful smile: "Everything is decided by the fist. Don't think with your brain, think with your fist."
"I'm going to play a game, why should I consider this or that? Just do whatever you want, what's there to consider?"
"As we say in Chinese, it means 'beat your mother'. If you keep nagging me, I will tear their house apart with my fists."
“This is also what Master Fang taught me before.” Zhang Hebenli added.
Nagano Rei seemed to be thinking about something.
Beat you up.
Chinese! I learned it.
Wave your hands in the air.
They bumped their fists together and walked out the door.
Zhang Hebenli's eldest disciple standing beside him was sweating coldly.
This charming and pure Reiko Nagano will not become as unreasonable as her master in the future, I hope.
The Master Fang, who was so respected by his master, had a very unique way of teaching.
Inside a huge steel alloy cage.
Tsukahara Shigeki was slowly drawing out his samurai sword.
Looking at the pure and beautiful contrasting woman in front of me.
He felt extremely relaxed about this battle.
snort.
No matter how powerful he is, he can only submit to the lineage of the swordsman Kashima Tsukahara.
"Yes."
Tsukahara Shigeki shouted loudly.
Swinging the katana, he started with the [Secret Sword: Ichi-no-Tachi] move.
Let this family's most mysterious secret sword style and these gorgeous sword flowers be the fireworks for me to enter the top 16.
The little man in Nagano Rei's mind kept dancing.
Dragonfly.
High scout horse.
Random interception.
Breakthrough repair.
Tieshan leans against.
Nagano Rei suddenly raised her head.
A gleam of light flashed in a pair of beautiful eyes.
Tsukahara Shigeki rushed into his range with brilliant sword moves.
Nagano Rei stood with her feet like stakes and dodged the sword attacks.
Blood and Qi flow in the two meridians of heaven and earth.
The small shoulder crashed into the sword flower with a strong energy.
A figure was knocked flying.
Tieshan leans against.
Looking at the figures flying in the air.
Ha-Do-ken.
Nagano Rei followed up with both fists in the air and a wave punch flew out.
Hit the target.
Turn around and leave.
Don't even look at Shigeki Tsukahara's ending.
He didn't care about Tsukahara Morihi's ugly expression outside the court.
Beat you up.
Nagano Rei shouted.
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In the apartment.
Shinmura Akira's eyes widened and she collapsed to the floor.
I don't want to move at all.
The European-style carved iron bed in the room had collapsed.
The clothes were torn so badly that there was no intact piece left.
The whole body was covered in bruises.
It's like someone who has been hungry for a long time eating the most filling braised pork meal in his life.
I can no longer look down upon drinking porridge.
This month, Akira Niimura knew that she would never think about men again.
I even want to vomit when I see men.
But she knew even more about what she would do without that man in the future.
Without him.
The rest is bland.
She struggled to stand up.
The pain covered all the bruises on my skin.
My foot slipped.
He collapsed to the ground again.
The only strength I had was used up.
Continue lying down.
Fang Zuo left Xincun Jing's apartment easily.
This kind of woman is really a good tool.
Fang Zuo stood at the highest point of Tokyo Tower.
Close your eyes and feel the place where the incense is most popular.
Shrine, Meiji Shrine, Sensoji Temple.
Open your eyes.
Go towards these three places.
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Bonsai Art Museum in Edogawa Ward.
Fei Guangying came to the address, checked the house number opposite, and after confirming that there was no problem, she knocked on the door.
Then he was led to a small study room upstairs by a muscular old man.
Reina Morisawa and Sakura Kimitsu.
The two beautiful women sat on the sofa, straightening their soft waists and looking at each other.
Both had long black hair. One wore a sweater to cover her curvy figure, while the other wore a white shirt that didn't diminish her curves.
They all wore short skirts, showing their long, white legs.
The two beautiful women also had slightly different ways of clamping their legs.
One of them is wearing flesh-colored stockings, with her hands elegantly placed on her knees.
A pair of smooth legs, wearing nothing, were slightly entangled and closed.
Just like the identities of two people.
One is the one with the highest academic qualifications, the best family heritage, the president of Tokyo Women's University, and a beautiful woman in the upper class.
One is a woman who only graduated from an ordinary junior high school, the nominal leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, the largest underworld group in Kansai, and the lady of the underworld.
The two looked at each other.
The air is filled with the scent of mature female hormones.
Full of strong femininity.
Even though Fei Guangying needed something from the other party, her long-established status and habits allowed her to still smile faintly.
Keep the momentum.
But with just a few words from Rena Morisawa, Sakura Kimitsu completely lost her heart.
Her face was rosy.
"Has he slept with you?" asked Rena Morisawa.
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