Douluo: The Venom System is Awesome

It made his blood surge and his nose heat up!

It turned out that Qian Renxue was not entirely unclothed.

Instead, she was wearing an incredibly thin, form-fitting "battle robe."

The material appeared to be some kind of top-tier dark-patterned silk, as thin as a cicada's wing, nearly transparent, and it clung smoothly to every inch of her curves.

Rather than covering her, it was more like a higher form of hazy, coy allure.

Under the lamplight, her delicate skin was faintly visible, even more soul-stirring than if she were completely bare.

"What... what is the difference... between this and nothing at all..."

Mu Junyu's Adam's apple bobbed violently, his voice raspy and strained; he could barely tear his gaze away from the perfect figure shimmering beneath the sheer fabric.

The scenery beneath that silk battle robe was more maddening than any direct display could ever be.

Qian Renxue felt his scorching gaze and chaotic breathing, her cheeks flushing the color of dusk.

Yet, her eyes grew even more unfocused.

Far from covering herself, she instead arched her body slightly.

She made her proud assets seem as if they were about to break free from their cocoon, nearly brushing against his chest.

The arms wrapped around his neck tightened, pulling him closer until their warm breaths intertwined.

"Don't you like it?"

She exhaled like an orchid, carrying a hint of playfulness and provocation.

"This is... a battle robe prepared specifically for you..."

Mu Junyu let out a low growl, unable to hold back any longer.

He lunged forward, kissing those red lips that kept uttering such tempting words, stifling every syllable.

His large hands couldn't wait to stroke that obstructive yet dreamlike silk garment, feeling the breathtaking beauty beneath it.

The temperature inside the tent rose abruptly.

The sound of breathing intertwined with the faint rustle of the battle robe.

Sparring is an art; Mu Junyu had always believed this to be true.

Amidst their mutual interplay, they tested every action and movement that best suited them, completing one combat stance after another.

This kiss between them held no hint of exploration; it was filled entirely with a frantic demand for battle.

Qian Renxue's twisting body made it difficult for Mu Junyu to maintain control.

One of Qian Renxue's hands was buried in Mu Junyu's hair, kneading it, while the other pressed against his back, scratching at him as if itching.

Ten minutes later, Mu Junyu directly seized Qian Renxue's Snow-Capped Red Plum, unleashing an unparalleled finger technique.

It left Qian Renxue unable to parry.

The air inside the tent seemed to be ignited, scorching and hazy.

A silver thread of affection stretched between their parting lips as Qian Renxue breathed rapidly, Kong.

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Her golden eyes were shimmering with moisture, veiled in a thin mist of passion.

That thin silk "battle robe" had long since been left in disarray by their intense sparring.

It only served to amplify that heart-stopping beauty to the extreme.

Mu Junyu's breathing was equally erratic; watching her look so seductive and ready to be plucked, he felt his reason had long since been cast to the winds.

His scorching palm technique continued to cycle over the proud Snow-Capped Red Plum, his finger martial arts kneading and pressing with varying degrees of force.

He precisely controlled the red plum as it gradually swelled and bloomed.

It drew broken, delicate cries of entreaty from the person beneath him.

"Mm... there... my weakness... you've found it all... I'm done for..."

Qian Renxue tried to twist her waist to dodge the overwhelming martial art.

But it only brought the two of them closer together.

A certain scorching long spear was clearly pressing against her inner thigh, as if about to unleash a martial art, possessing the momentum of a spear striking first!

It made her entire body tremble, all her resistance melting into weak softness.

Mu Junyu leaned down and kissed her once more.

This round of sparring was no longer a violent storm.

Instead, it carried the meticulousness and lingering attachment of savoring a rare delicacy.

His soul skill traced down her slender, jade-like neck, leaving a trail like an artificial waterfall, before finally biting down on the other neglected red plum through that thin layer of silk!

"Ah!"

Qian Renxue's body arched violently, her fingers digging deep into his thick hair.

She tightened her grip unconsciously, unsure if she wanted to push him away or pull him closer.

The humid heat of the Water Dragon Suction, combined with the power of the Dragon Sucking felt through a barrier, delivered an unprecedented electric shock that made her toes curl.

Mu Junyu's hands were not idle either, continuing their assault along those fluid contours; this sparring match would not end so easily!

Only total surrender would suffice!

His martial technique first took command of one of those two white canyons, eventually breaking into the mysterious valley already brimming with faint Spirit Melody Spring Water.

He precisely located the slightly protruding dragon pearl and began to torment it with absolute, suppressive force!

"Mm... Haa..."

Qian Renxue suddenly threw her head back, her neck stretching into a graceful arc.

The sounds from her lips could no longer be suppressed.

A fine layer of sweat beaded on her smooth skin, shimmering with an alluring luster under the dim light of the glow-stones.

She felt as if her body were a piece of dry firewood set ablaze.

Under his sparring techniques, she burned to the extreme, all her senses concentrating on the point of his advance, converging into torrents that threatened to break her.

Mu Junyu felt the scorching Spirit Melody Spring Water against his fingertips.

Listening to her broken, moving cries like a lark, the fighting spirit in his eyes was ready to burst forth.

He looked up at Qian Renxue, who lay beneath him, dazed and panting, his voice raspy beyond recognition.

"Sister Xue... you are mine!"

Qian Renxue looked at him with blurred vision, those golden eyes that were always cold now filled only with misty passion.

Mu Junyu felt that for this first combat experience, he should be gentle; after all, every flower has only one pistil!

Qian Renxue bit her lower lip, offering no reply, but expressing her intent through action.

Her slender waist arched slightly upward...

Chapter 49: Tenderness After the Battle

This subtle movement acted like a potent catalyst.

Mu Junyu let out a low growl, unable to restrain himself any longer.

He swiftly shed the final layers of their combat attire, his burning hunting spear already aimed at the treasure of the spirit spring, where the waters of the moon were spreading!

He lowered his head and kissed Qian Renxue's lips deeply...

Preparing to unleash his strongest move!

His waist sank down with a sudden, powerful thrust!

"Pain..."

Qian Renxue's brows furrowed as she let out a short, pained cry, her nails subconsciously digging into his back.

Mu Junyu immediately halted all spear-thrusting techniques, forcibly suppressing his near-explosive fighting spirit.

He patiently comforted her, waiting for her to adapt to this sparring match.

A moment later, the extreme electric current of pleasure brought by the spear locking onto every weakness began to overcome the pain of the breakthrough. Qian Renxue's furrowed brows slowly smoothed out. Her body gradually relaxed, and she even instinctively began to respond to Mu Junyu's techniques, arching her waist in counterattack!

Feeling her change, Mu Junyu could no longer restrain his fighting spirit and began to execute his spear techniques, accelerating from slow to fast!

Three-Claw Heavy Strike!

Every strike hit the spiral of Qian Renxue's most secret weakness!

The tent was soon filled with the sounds of collision, a rhythmic pattering accompanied by Qian Renxue's cries as she was defeated and forced to surrender...

Along with the creaking of the down mattress being violently rubbed.

The initial awkwardness of the battle was quickly drowned out by the surging tide of martial arts.

Qian Renxue had never experienced such intense combat; if everything before had been mere playful sparring, then this was a raging storm...

She was like a small boat, tossed up and down in Mu Junyu's ocean.

She could only cling tightly to the person before her, rising and sinking with the rhythm of his martial slaughter.

Strange sensations piled up layer upon layer, impacting the depths of her soul.

Mu Junyu was equally lost in it; every reaction of hers drove him mad.

His peerless spear unleashed countless martial methods to test his combat level.

He varied the angles and depth, thrusting his spear again and again, exploring the weaknesses that would make her accumulate even more!

Listening to her increasingly out-of-control voice, his sense of achievement and possessiveness were satisfied as never before.

He did not know how much time had passed, but when Qian Renxue felt she was about to be driven mad by the overwhelming ecstasy, Mu Junyu suddenly unleashed the Dragon Abyss Exploring Sea Spear Technique, while his fingertips simultaneously swept across the Snow-Capped Red Plum!

Both ultimate techniques were used at once!

"Ahhh!"

Qian Renxue let out a sharp scream, her body convulsing violently. Her vision went blank, and it felt as if her Soul Core had exploded at that very moment, gushing forth endless Water Soul Power.

Almost at the same time, Mu Junyu let out a low roar as he unleashed his ultimate move!

He poured all of his scalding magma directly into the Yueshui Spring!

Inside the tent, only the heavy, intertwined breathing of the two after the battle remained.

Following the intense battle came an incomparable sense of exhaustion and satisfaction.

Qian Renxue lay limp and soft on the mat, not wanting to move even a single finger. Mu Junyu pulled her sweat-dampened body tightly into his arms, kissing the top of her hair tenderly.

"Sister Xue, from today on, you are my first treasure~" "Okay... I'll listen to everything you say..."

The morning sunlight filtered through the waterfall's curtain, refracting into a hazy halo that spilled into the cave, brightening the interior of the tent.

Qian Renxue curled up lazily in the soft, warm down mat, covered by a thin blanket.

Only her small face, flushed with the languid charm of post-satisfaction, and her scattered golden hair were visible.

She moved her body slightly and immediately furrowed her beautiful brows, letting out a very soft gasp.

"Sss..."

All over her body, especially in her waist, legs, and the Youyan Spring where she resided, came a sense of soreness and dull pain from being overused.

It served as a reminder of how intense and... unrestrained that "battle" had been last night. She opened her eyes to see Mu Junyu beside her, looking energetic and propping his head up with a smile as he watched her.

She gave him a kick, though it lacked any real strength.

"It's all your fault~..."

Her voice carried the unique huskiness of someone who had just woken up.

"I don't have any strength left now, and my whole body hurts."