Chapter 87: The Saintess’s Close-Quarters Hand-to-Hand Combat, It Feels Really Good

"Are you going to step into the arena yourself?"

Gu Lan looked at Hua Nongying, who was standing in the center of the flower platform with a smile as bright as a flower, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"That's right."

Hua Nongying lightly waved her jade hand.

A pink sachet embroidered with Mandarin ducks playing in the water appeared on her fingertips.

She tied the sachet around her slender, willow-like waist that could be grasped with a single hand.

With her movement, the sachet swayed gently.

It rippled beside the stunning curves wrapped in the red dress.

"The second trial is called Taking an Item from the Sachet."

Her beautiful eyes darted around, sweeping across the entire audience, and her voice was bewitching to the bone.

"This Saintess will personally spar with all the Young Masters."

"Whoever can remove this sachet from my waist will pass the trial."

"If anyone can do it, the contents inside this sachet will also belong to him."

Swoosh——

The entire audience boiled over once again.

This was simply too thrilling!

To remove a sachet from the Saintess's slender, willow-like waist?

Wouldn't this require a massive amount of physical contact?

Thinking of that scene, countless male cultivators felt their nosebleeds about to gush out.

"I'll come! I'll go first!"

A stalwart Body Cultivator like an iron tower rushed up first, his flesh-bound face trembling, "Saintess, offense! I'm coming to take the sachet right now!"

He let out a loud roar and charged toward Hua Nongying like a wild bull.

"Giggle, Young Master is so impatient."

Hua Nongying stood in place without moving, only drifting lightly like willow catkins the instant the big man was about to touch her.

A burst of fragrant wind brushed past.

The big man only felt that his eyes were full of overlapping images, and his nose felt warm. Before he even touched anyone, he was first dizzy from that rich natural fragrance and crashed head-first into the pillar of the flower platform.

"Bang!"

The big man passed out on the ground, still wearing a goofy, infatuated smile on his face.

"Next."

Hua Nongying covered her mouth and chuckled softly, a trace of disdain flashing in the depths of her eyes.

Immediately afterward, a few self-important Geniuses went up to challenge.

The results were all without exception.

Either they were played around in circles by Hua Nongying's bizarre movement technique, unable to even touch the corner of her clothes.

Or the moment they got close, they were so bewitched by the alluring aura on her body that they lost their wits and were directly slapped flying with a single palm strike.

Where was this a martial arts match? This was clearly a one-sided teasing!

"A bunch of trash."

Wild Blade Nie Feng couldn't bear to watch anymore and took his saber onto the stage.

Although he was also mesmerized by Hua Nongying's beauty, his Dao Heart was firmer after all.

After a flurry of flashing blades and swords, he managed to persist for the time it takes to burn an incense stick.

But it was only a wretched defense, and it was difficult even to get within three feet of Hua Nongying.

"Consider that you passed."

Hua Nongying waved her hand somewhat listlessly.

Until…

"Let me give it a try."

A lazy voice sounded.

Gu Lan put away his folding fan and walked leisurely onto the flower platform.

Seeing him, Hua Nongying's originally somewhat bored eyes instantly lit up, just like a lazy cat seeing its favorite prey.

"Young Master Gu, you finally couldn't bear it and came up to dote on this humble one?"

"Doting is out of the question."

Gu Lan's gaze swept over her unbridledly, finally resting on the sachet that rose and fell with her breath, constantly swaying between her waist and hips.

"I mainly think that sachet is quite unique and want to borrow it to play with."

"By the way…"

The corners of his mouth hooked into a wicked smile.

"Measure whether the Saintess's waist is really as thin as the legends say."

"Hateful~"

Hua Nongying gave a coquettish scold, but her figure moved instantly.

"Then let's see if you have this ability!"

Red sleeves fluttered like a burning flame, instantly enveloping Gu Lan.

So fast!

Gu Lan's heart tightened.

Although this woman practiced seduction arts, her close-combat skills were unexpectedly not weak at all.

Those soft wide sleeves were like two spiritual snakes in her hands, specializing in attacking the lower body!

"Going for real?"

Gu Lan didn't hesitate either, executing "Cloud Dragon Nine Appearances", his figure turning into afterimages as he shuttled through the red sleeves.

The two of them engaged in close-quarters grappling, the distance extremely close.

The fragrance on Hua Nongying's body constantly drilled into Gu Lan's nose.

Every time she turned around and every time she raised her hand, it would stir up a burst of fragrant wind, along with that dazzling transformation of curves.

"Caught it!"

Gu Lan seized the opportunity, abruptly reaching out his hand to grab the sachet at her waist.

"Dream on!"

Hua Nongying's waist twisted in an incredible manner, and her whole body slid past Gu Lan's arm like she had no bones.

Not only did she dodge this grab, but she also took advantage of the momentum to press forward, crashing her entire body into Gu Lan's embrace.

"Bang!"

Two startlingly soft mounds smashed fiercely against Gu Lan's chest.

That touch was simply incredible!

Gu Lan only felt his blood rushing, almost disarming on the spot.

"Young Master, your heartbeat is so fast."

Hua Nongying breathed like orchids into his ear.

Yet that jade hand silently pressed against his Dantian; with just a slight application of force, it could cause his spiritual power to scatter.

"All's fair in war, oh."

"Likewise."

Gu Lan grinned.

Just at the moment Hua Nongying was preparing to exert force.

He suddenly advanced instead of retreating, his arms tightening abruptly.

Directly clamping the beauty in his arms tightly!

"What?!"

Hua Nongying was greatly startled, wanting to break free, only to find that Gu Lan's strength was shockingly large.

Those two arms were like iron pliers, squeezing her so hard that she could hardly breathe.

The bodies of the two pressed closely together without a gap.

From the chest, to the lower abdomen, and then to the thighs…

The friction of every inch of skin carried a startling heat.

"You… let go!" Hua Nongying's face turned red.

"Not letting go."

Gu Lan lowered his head, looking at that peerless face close at hand, and smiled wickedly:

"Saintess, this is close-quarters hand-to-hand combat between us. How can we fight if I let go?"

As he spoke, one of his hands began to wander restlessly across her back, tracing all the way down along the graceful line of her spine.

"Besides, I haven't measured your waist yet."

His palm stopped at the dimples of Hua Nongying's waist, pressing down gently.

"Mmm~"

Hua Nongying's body trembled, unable to help letting out an extremely soul-stirring nasal sound.

That was her sensitive spot!

"Bastard…"

Her whole body went limp, and the spiritual power she had originally gathered instantly dissipated by more than half.

Gu Lan seized the opportunity, his palm sliding down, and grabbed hold of the pink sachet.

But he didn't pull it off immediately, instead taking the opportunity to pinch that slender waist that could be grasped with a single hand.

The feel was exceptionally good!

Soft yet resilient, smooth as congealed fat!

"Tsk, this waist is indeed top-notch."

Gu Lan leaned close to her ear and teased in a low voice:

"Saintess, it seems you practice quite a bit on ordinary days."

"You… go to hell!"

Hua Nongying was so ashamed and enraged she wanted to die, suddenly bursting out with a pinkish mist of spiritual power, trying to shake Gu Lan away.

"Haha! Many thanks for the Saintess's gift!"

Gu Lan laughed out loud, borrowing the force to fly back.

He landed steadily on the edge of the flower platform.

In his hand, he was dangling the pink sachet that still carried body temperature and fragrance.

"So fragrant."

In front of thousands of people in the audience, he placed the sachet to the tip of his nose and took a deep sniff, looking completely intoxicated.

"Saintess Hua's intimate personal item truly lives up to its reputation."

The entire audience fell into dead silence.

Then an outbreak of heart-rending wails erupted.

"Beast! That is my goddess!"

"He actually… actually touched the Saintess's waist? And even got the sachet?!"

"Kill him! We must kill him!"

On the flower platform.

Hua Nongying tidied up her somewhat disheveled clothing.

The blush on that peerless face had not yet faded, and her chest was still heaving violently.

She looked at the man who was showing off, the anger in her eyes gradually subsiding, replaced by a hint of even richer interest.

"Good… very good."

She bit her red lips, her voice carrying a sense of gnashing teeth.

"Young Master Gu truly has good methods."

"Since you've obtained the sachet, then this second trial… is considered passed by you."

"However, don't celebrate too early."

She gave Gu Lan a deep look, then turned and walked toward the depths of the flower platform.

"The final trial, if you can still be this arrogant…"

"Then this humble one will be your person tonight."