Hua Qiang's Prank

A cold glint flashed in Yokoyama Eiko's eyes as she swiftly formed hand seals and cast the Mist Concealment.

In an instant, the Black Mist surrounding her body quickly enveloped and covered her figure.

The Black Mist seemed to have a life of its own, constantly churning and surging, and gradually, Yokoyama Eiko merged with the Black Mist.

She gripped the gleaming Katana tightly in her hand, its blade appearing and disappearing in the Black Mist, as if it too awaited the moment to drink blood.

Under the cover of the Black Mist, Yokoyama Eiko crouched low, her steps as light as a ghost, and slowly crept toward where Hua Qiang was standing.

Her heart beat slightly faster, a mixture of excitement at the prospect of success and a hint of apprehension towards Hua Qiang.

After all, Hua Qiang, who could stand on this stage and confront her, must not be an ordinary person.

However, when she cautiously approached the location she had identified as Hua Qiang, she found it deserted.

She frowned, an incredulous look in her eyes. She stopped and carefully sensed the surrounding atmosphere, but couldn't even detect a trace of Hua Qiang's presence.

This filled her with doubt. When she threw out the sphere that created the Black Mist, she had precisely calculated the distance between them. How could she have missed?

Undeterred, Yokoyama Eiko slightly raised her head, trying to sniff out any lingering scent of Hua Qiang. At the same time, she channeled her Spiritual Power into the Black Mist, attempting to use this special medium to observe the surrounding activity.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't find any trace of Hua Qiang. It was as if Hua Qiang had never appeared on this stage at all.

Little did Yokoyama Eiko know that her proud Mist Concealment was nothing more than a childish game in Hua Qiang's eyes.

At this moment, Hua Qiang's lips curled slightly upward, and his eyes held a hint of mockery.

He had already cast the Void Concealment. Under this wondrous magic, he completely disappeared into the void, without revealing any aura, as if he had become a part of the void itself.

The next moment, Hua Qiang swayed slightly and instantly appeared behind Yokoyama Eiko.

Looking at the round, perky buttocks in front of him, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, he raised his hand high.

"Smack!"

"Ah!"

The crisp sound was particularly loud on the silent arena, accompanied by a delicate cry from Yokoyama Eiko.

She clutched her buttocks, her face flushed, and tumbled out of the Black Mist.

The pain came from her buttocks, making her feel both ashamed and angry.

She scrambled to her feet from the ring, but dared not rub her already red and swollen buttocks. After all, this was a ring, and countless eyes were watching.

She bit her lip, her eyes flashing with anger and a hint of barely perceptible shyness.

With a flash, he disappeared into the Black Mist once more.

At this moment, she felt a little flustered. She hadn't noticed Hua Qiang at all, and couldn't even sense his presence.

But Hua Qiang was able to appear behind her so easily and even spank her.

A wave of fear washed over her. If the other person had tried to kill her just now, wouldn't she have been completely defenseless and would have died instantly?

Yokoyama Eiko gasped for breath in the Black Mist, trying to calm herself down.

She knew that this battle would be much more difficult than she had imagined, and that Hua Qiang was an even more formidable opponent than she had anticipated.

He gripped his Katana tightly, secretly vowing to find Hua Qiang, defeat him, and reclaim his dignity.

Yokoyama Eiko searched for Hua Qiang cautiously, her every move extremely careful, like a frightened deer navigating a forest full of traps.

Those once bright eyes were now filled with vigilance, searching diligently for any trace of Hua Qiang in the Black Mist.

However, what she didn't know was that Hua Qiang, like a ghost that followed her everywhere, had silently appeared behind her again.

Looking at her tense back and pert buttocks, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a wicked smile, and raised his hand to slap her again.

The slap landed precisely on the other side of her shapely buttocks.

"Damn it!"

With a coquettish cry and a furious curse, Yokoyama Eiko's voice changed slightly, her coquettishness mixed with anger and embarrassment.

She was thrown out of the Black Mist again, completely out of control, in an extremely disheveled state.

This time, her hair was a little messy, her blush was even deeper, and her eyes were almost spitting fire.

The audience below the ring were taken aback at first when they saw Yokoyama Eiko's pose, and then burst into laughter.

They immediately realized that the "smack" they had just received was from their buttocks.

Many of the male students had incredibly expressive faces; some grinned from ear to ear, while others winked and made faces, their eyes filled with the kind of look that only men would understand.

They thought Hua Qiang's actions were a bit sleazy, but deep down, they were also a little envious.

These hot-blooded young men all wished they could replace Hua Qiang and then slap that woman's butt on the ring.

Yokoyama Eiko from Sakura Country was simply too beautiful. Her delicate features, hot figure, and especially her disheveled yet angry appearance on the stage, made her even more alluring.

Ye Bingxue watched this scene from below the stage, her face gradually darkening, her beautiful eyes narrowing as if a storm was brewing within them.

She cursed inwardly, "Damn it, just wait until we get back, I'll teach you a lesson."

Both fists clenched unconsciously, his teeth grinding together, his heart filled with anger at Hua Qiang's behavior.

Hua Qiang realized he had gone a bit too far, and he scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed.

Then it slowly emerged from the Black Mist, a slightly embarrassed smile on its face.

At this moment, Yokoyama Eiko realized that the fog was useless against Hua Qiang. She gritted her teeth, took out another ball from her waist pocket, and threw it forcefully into the air.

The sphere traced an arc in the air, followed by a clear sound. Then, the Black Mist that filled the arena seemed to be drawn away by some force, gradually dissipating.

Yokoyama Eiko's eyes darted around, and then she gave Hua Qiang an extremely charming smile, a smile that seemed to have hooks, capable of stealing a man's soul.

She said in a coquettish voice, "Hua Qiang, I didn't expect you to be so interested in my buttocks. If you really want to touch them, after this match, let's find a place where I can let you touch them to your heart's content, how about that?"

The voice was melodious and lingering, echoing in the air, making one feel as if their bones were melting.

"Holy shit!"

A commotion immediately erupted below the arena; everyone was shocked by Yokoyama Eiko's bold words.

Hua Qiang's face stiffened, his smile instantly freezing on his face, and then his eyes subconsciously glanced at Ye Bingxue's location.

That one glance sent a chill down his spine; he felt as if he could already see his tragic future.

He inwardly cursed, "Damn it, these days are going to be tough." He felt his ears starting to ache. That girl would definitely grab his ears and twist them like a pretzel, who knows how many degrees.

Cough cough!

Hua Qiang coughed twice, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere, and then said in a serious tone, "Young man, you're overthinking it. It's just that my vision was obstructed in the Black Mist, and then I felt something dark in front of me. I didn't know what it was, so I just slapped it with my palm."

As for where the photos were taken, I have no idea. Don't try to smear my reputation; I'm a respectable person.

He spoke with great conviction, but a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his nervous appearance made some audience members chuckle.