My Pants Are Torn

Looking at Le Mulan in the Training Room, Zhang Yu said speechlessly, "How are you going to fight dressed like that?"

At this moment, Le Mulan was wearing several sets of clothes, thick gloves, and a mask, looking rather bulky.

Zhang Yu cursed inwardly, thinking, "This guy's got a screw loose. His OCD is way too extreme."

Zhang Yu then said, "I disinfected myself when I entered the school, you don't need to go to such lengths, do you?"

Le Mulan waved her hand and said, "It won't affect anything, let's begin."

After two months of training, Le Mulan believed that her tolerance for Zhang Yu had improved significantly.

But after two months of real-life interaction with her partner, she decided to take it step by step, for example, by wearing several different outfits at the beginning.

Zhang Yu shook his head helplessly, but since the other party was a customer who paid 12,000 yuan per hour, he could only agree to any strange requests they might have.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "Ah, it's so great to be rich. They can even hire a genius high school student like me as a sparring partner."

Le Mulan said, "Let's start with regular combat. Try your best to drag me into Ground Battle."

A moment later, the two stood facing each other. As Le Mulan took a deep breath and waved to Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu suddenly rushed forward.

With a series of loud bangs, Le Mulan's Sword Qi and Zhang Yu's Gang Qi clashed violently.

Le Mulan then felt terrifying forces mixed with vast magical power crashing towards her.

She was already weaker than Zhang Yu, and her body was even slower due to being wrapped in multiple layers of clothing. Zhang Yu fought her off and forced her to retreat, closing in to within a meter of her in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterward, the world spun around her, Le Mulan heard a loud bang before she was thrown to the ground.

Then she saw a pair of large hands reaching out to grab her.

As Zhang Yu's large hands reached out, a flash of instinctive Disgust crossed Le Mulan's face, and she seemed to let out a 'Ugh~' in her heart.

So she quickly reached out to resist.

Over the past two months, although Le Mulan has learned a lot of close combat, grappling, and wrestling techniques, she is still powerless against Zhang Yu.

Seeing that the other person had locked her hands and was about to wrap their legs around her, Le Mulan frowned and said, "Stop! Stop! Stop right now!"

Zhang Yu stopped, looking helpless, and asked, "What's wrong now?"

Le Mulan quickly stood up, thinking to herself, "As expected... although I can bear it, it's still really annoying... the Poor People's Body."

But Le Mulan knew that she had brought Zhang Yu here to help him overcome his mental weaknesses and become more flexible in switching between different mental techniques.

But the thought of her opponent's poor hands groping around during the fight filled her with an unbearable sense of nausea.

Especially after seeing Zhang Yu's Moments every day, she clearly remembered that these hands had touched all sorts of patina-covered bottles and jars, touched river water, touched roadside stalls, touched Bai Zhenzhen...

"When Poor People's Hand reach out and grope you... this is much more unpleasant than the last time when it was just a simple hand touching."

"As expected... we still need to proceed step by step."

So she thought for a moment and said, "Next, you focus on defense. I'll try to control you in the Ground Battle. You can't attack me first."

Zhang Yu nodded casually, thinking that the price was the same no matter how much training was done.

The next moment, the two fell to the ground again, and this time it was Le Mulan who attacked Zhang Yu.

She reached out and hugged Zhang Yu from behind, locking her arms around Zhang Yu neck.

Her legs kept trying to clamp down on Zhang Yu's thighs and lower abdomen.

But under this onslaught, she felt as if she were controlling a Giant Dragon, with terrifying power entangled and surging between them, constantly resisting her control.

Compared to two months ago, the two are now vastly different in strength.

As the force of their combined power surged, even though Le Mulan's clothes were of decent quality, they still ripped with a sharp sound.

During the struggle, her Middle Management layers of pants tore apart, revealing a pair of long, fair, and strong legs.

Zhang Yu's pants weren't in much better shape; they were also torn to shreds.

As the two became entangled, Zhang Yu felt Le Mulan's thigh pressed tightly against his and rubbing against each other. This cold physical contact felt subtle and distracted him for a moment.

After all, this was very different from his previous interactions with his client (Song Hailong).

Le Mulan, who also felt her thighs pressed against Zhang Yu's, looked so disgusted that it was almost tangible, and she subconsciously moved her legs to the side.

But this movement immediately gave Zhang Yu the opportunity to break free, Le Mulan quickly reminded herself, "Be patient! You must be patient! Overcome your psychological weakness!"

Fortunately, Zhang Yu also somewhat distracted and not only failed to break free, but Le Mulan found an opportunity instead.

At this moment Le Mulan had her arms wrapped around Zhang Yu 'Zhang Yu neck and her legs wrapped around his waist. With a exertion of her long, powerful thigh muscles, she tore a large piece of Zhang Yu's shirt apart like two giant pythons. Feeling her thighs pressed tightly against Zhang Yu's waist and abdomen, Le Mulan felt as if she were squeezing a bag of garbage between her legs.

Although her eyes were full of disgust, she ultimately endured it.

However, in the next moment, as Zhang Yu used one hand to stop Le Mulan's hands from locking his neck, Zhang Yu's other hand reached for Le Mulan's thigh, trying to break free from her grasp.

With a loud slap, it pressed down on Le Mulan's thigh.

Le Mulan's physical body is extremely strong. Once she uses her power, her skin and flesh will be much harder than ordinary bricks and stones.

But at this moment, under the powerful force in Zhang Yu's hand, Le Mulan's thigh seemed to suddenly become fleshy, and it sank slightly as Zhang Yu squeezed it.

It was Zhang Yu's pinch that caused Le Mulan's body to tense up suddenly, as if her whole body was about to straighten out.

His hand...

In that instant, Le Mulan's mind raced, constantly recalling the images she had seen on her Moments.

These hands have touched buses, ridden subways, grabbed Synthetic Food, and even used the toilets at Songyang High School. They're brimming with the Poor People's Genes, and have touched another poor woman Bai Zhenzhen, countless times...

Now he's actually pinching his thigh?

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Two months ago, the nightmare from that arena seemed to keep surging in Le Mulan's mind, and it even clashed violently with the mental cultivation technique in her mind.

Le Mulan clenched her teeth, feeling the increasingly painful pinch on her thigh, trying hard to hold back the tears in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yu... as he continued to defend against Le Mulan's attacks, he felt the fragrance around him growing stronger and stronger.

What does it taste like?

It wasn't until Zhang Yu was once again held by the throat by Le Mulan's hands, and his face gradually became covered with a layer of sweat from the other woman's arm, that he understood.

"Damn! Le Mulan's sweat smells sweet?"

"No... something's not right, this sweat seems..."

As the two sides fought fiercely, Zhang Yu Yu's body temperature rose rapidly, making Le Mulan feel as if she were holding a burning stick between her legs and her chest and abdomen, which felt increasingly hot.

Although Le Mulan's body was still ice-cold, Zhang Yu could feel that her hands were constantly secreting sweat, which soaked his face.

"This isn't sweat at all, it smells like medicine... This must be Purple Cloud Potion, right?!"

"Is it because of that Super Metabolism Surgery? It directly expels the Drug Residue from her body like sweat?"

As Zhang Yu smelled the medicinal scent emanating from the other person's body, he felt his Qi and Blood surging more and more intensely, and his brain began to react with excitement.

"No way, who knows what kind of potent drugs that medicine-addicted Le Mulan has taken? I can't afford to be affected..."

Zhang Yu knew that if a skilled practitioner of the Drug User Faction were here, they might lick it to taste the ingredients.

As a supporter of Natural Body Refinement, Zhang Yu naturally wouldn't take medicine indiscriminately. He quickly closed his mouth and held his breath, trying his best not to be affected by the sweat on Le Mulan's body.

As sweat covered Le Mulan's entire body, especially her thighs where it was becoming increasingly sticky, a greasy feeling gradually spread through her, making Zhang Yu's hands feel slippery as well...

The next moment, Le Mulan had completely subdued Zhang Yu, was overjoyed. "Finally, I've got him locked up!"

However, the instant after succeeding, she released Zhang Yu with lightning speed, and with a whoosh, she rolled backward more than ten meters away.

Zhang Yu lay on the ground, his face flushed, with a large puddle of sweat on the ground that vaguely resembled a human figure and was still steaming.

Le Mulan asked, "Why did you run out of strength at the end? You didn't hold back, did you?"

Zhang Yu gave Le Mulan an annoyed look and said, "You're sweating way too much. Your legs and hands are all slippery and sticky, and they smell terrible. I had to hold my breath the whole time."

After saying that, Zhang Yu glanced at Le Mulan and found that although her top was somewhat torn, it did not have much of an impact and still covered most of her body.

On the contrary, her Dual Cultivation, straight legs were marred by her pants, which had been torn to shreds in the fight, and a large, dark handprint was visible on her right thigh.

Seeing the large handprint, Zhang Yu asked somewhat embarrassedly, "Is your leg alright?"

Le Mulan was still pondering Zhang Yu's words when she heard this. After glancing at the bruise on her leg, she said calmly, "It's just a minor injury. I have my own healing medicine; it will heal itself in a little while."

"Why did you hold your breath?" Le Mulan asked, puzzled. "The Super Metabolism Surgery made my ability to absorb and break down the medicine exceptionally strong."

"The medicines I use daily are all of the highest grade. After I absorb them, the liquid that is excreted from my body is Drug Residue for me, but for ordinary students, it is perfectly safe to drink and has no toxicity or side effects."

"You can drink it straight away, so don't worry about holding your breath or anything."

"However..." Le Mulan frowned and said, "You are not allowed to touch me with your tongue."

Zhang Yu was furious: You son of a bitch... I'm Natural Body Refinement! Who cares about your Drug Residue!

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