CHAPTER 39: : NAKED TRAINING ART [2]

Xuan’s mouth was left open. The big breasts of Yun Xi could do that to any man, especially when they bounced after she removed her robes.

Yun Xi was naked.

"We must be naked for Muay Thai practice," said Yun Xi.

However, Xuan stood still, admiring the exquisite curves of his thick Muay Thai teacher. He swallowed hard, looking at her breasts.

"Hey, up here, and pull off your clothes. Then put on the blindfold," said Yun Xi. She also brought out her own blindfold.

"Blindfolded? Why, though?" he asked, because it was definitely not to prevent him from seeing her naked body, so he was confused.

But what Xuan did not expect was that this was the case. Yun Xi gave him a blindfold because she’d be nervous. And on top of that, Xuan was her first apprentice.

Xuan sighed. He pulled off his dark robe, revealing his slender yet masculine body. He hadn’t fought in a war, but his body already looked hard as a millennial-year warlock.

But to his surprise, Yun Xi wasn’t looking at that. It was the veined meat shaft stretched out between his legs, now dangling its way toward her.

Xuan handed over the blindfold, indirectly telling her the excuse was a silly one.

"But—" she paused. Covering her eyes would also mean she’d be unable to see Xuan’s big dick. So, she just tossed them away.

"First, we’ll... we’ll—" she kept stuttering, and Xuan just stood with his arms crossed and a smile.

Yun Xi swallowed hard, and as she squatted to pick up her blindfold, as if touching her toes, she set her big ass for Xuan to see.

Before she could get back up, she inhaled deeply, feeling Xuan’s ice-cold palm on her thick ass.

Without permission, Xuan raised his hardened pillar of a dick and scrubbed it up and down on her ass. Yun Xi couldn’t possibly stop him.

Who would?

Instead, she was biting her bottom lip, and as her eyes rolled back in the moment Xuan thrust his cock in, she let out an explicit moan.

Xuan started thrusting his waist in slowly, letting her enjoy the taste, with his hands perfectly massaging her waist.

She was no longer in the dojo. She was in heaven.

However, Bam! Yun Xi turned around and swept Xuan off his feet, landing him hard on his back.

Before he could get up, Yun Xi was already on top of him, grabbing hold of his cock.

"Uuuuuh... nymmm," Yun Xi moaned, dancing on top of his sweet cock like an elastic anaconda.

Yun Xi bounced up and down on his dick, adding rhythm to her moans. The sound was joined by the clap of her flesh and the bounce of her breasts—especially now that sperm had covered the connection of her cunt and Xuan’s dick.

Yun Xi released a loud exhale and fell on Xuan’s body, breathing. Then he whispered, "Is this how you fuck your students?"

"No... You’re the first," she said softly.

Xuan moved his head closer and licked her earlobe, then slowly kissed her neck. Before they knew it, both tongues tangled.

But they didn’t go too far, because Yun Xi pressed him back to the mat and sat up on his body, staring at him.

"Is this how you fuck your teachers?"

Xuan smiled. What did anyone who created this technique expect—leave two naked people in a room to practice martial art? How funny.

"Well then, fuck me, Xuan."

———

Back at the elf country, Li Feng stood at the window, worried sick about Xuan. Not even a single message had she received from him.

She wondered if it had to do with Zhao Lan probably stealing him away from her.

Li Feng saw a black horse riding toward the main castle. She recognized it as one of her messengers.

With haste, she arrived outside, and the moment the messenger guard got down from the horse, she was right in front of him.

"Did you find him?" was the first thing she asked.

"No, your highness. There hasn’t been a trace of him in the academy."

The reply saddened Li Feng, because Xuan should be there by now.

"But a day ago, your highness, a couple of men came looking for him as well. It seemed they were escorts of the Yuan family."

With the name Yuan, Li Feng remembered Fang Yuan, whom she had seen in Xuan’s sect. According to the story she’d heard from Xuan, Fang Yuan was a good person.

"Did he find him?"

"No. No one has seen him... The teachers say they haven’t registered a student like him."

"Gather a search party now," said Li Feng.

However, the guard stood still as if he didn’t hear what she said.

"Your highness, you can’t go outside the elf country," said the guard. He brought out a portrait of her picture.

Though it wasn’t accurately the same—because ink sketchers do make a lot of mistakes—anyone who saw her would know that was her.

And on top of her head was written boldly: WANTED by Son of Heaven.

"If you let me repeat myself next time, a search party will be looking for your body," the words fell from her lips as a dark, cold threat.

Without any more words, the guard quickly apologized, bowing his head, and ran out to gather the men for the search party.

As he left, Li Feng turned around to go in for preparation, but two elders were standing in her way.

"Forgive us for the interruption, your highness."

"It can wait," Li Feng hurriedly replied and walked past them, but not too far since they said something else.

"It is about your father. Some claim he’s alive."

Li Feng stopped. Her parents were supposed to be dead. Even if that was true, why would her father be the one not to remain dead?

However, Li Feng turned and repeated herself with a deafening roar. "It can wait!!" she yelled.

Xuan’s disappearance was already more than enough to traumatize her. The elders couldn’t say a thing. They just stood staring at her as she walked away.