"Ow! Sister, slower, slower! Ow! That leg is raised too high!" Ronglin pushed his Observation Haki to the limit, desperately dodging Momousagi's attacks while enduring the powerful impact brought by the rhythmic beauty of her body as she attacked. His nose burned fiercely, leaving him so uncomfortable that although he had yet to be hit even once, he already felt as if he had suffered internal injuries.
Looking at that nimble, slender waist swaying like ripples on water, those smooth, tender arms like white lotus roots flowing gracefully as they struck, and those long, pale legs flashing so quickly that glimpses of alluring scenery appeared and vanished... Ronglin suddenly felt as though he had fallen into grave danger.
"Stop! Sister, stop hitting me!" Ronglin shouted as he dodged. "As the saying goes, a gentleman uses words, not fists!"
"Screw you! I'm a woman!" Momousagi twisted her legs together, and Ronglin barely evaded them before they snapped shut again. She had noticed his roving, thieving eyes staring at who knew what. "Bastard!"
"That's right! I'm talking about you!" Ronglin pointed at Green Bull and cursed loudly.
Green Bull was completely bewildered. He had indeed intended to join Momousagi in attacking Ronglin, but Momousagi had rushed in with such a violent barrage that he had not even had time to make a move. How had he become the bastard?
"What are you spacing out for? Hit him!" Momousagi's assault did not stop. Taking a deep breath, she gathered her strength and lunged forward again, her ample snowy peaks bouncing wildly.
Watching this violently ferocious beauty charge at him like a wild beast, Ronglin honestly felt a little embarrassed to strike back at her in front of so many people.
But being chased around and beaten by her was far too humiliating.
Amid