Lord Of Martial Arts

Laura's blatant flirtation wasn't left unnoticed by the others. Soon, jealousy arose among them.

"How can I say no?" Darren smiled, seemingly happy to oblige with her request.

Laura was still batting her eyelashes at him. Her expression was open and tempting, but something cold and aloof lay behind that mask. In her heart, she thought that Darren was a playboy.

'Huh. He sure is bold. How dare he lay his hand on me? I'll break his arm when he does, ' she thought to herself.

But Darren had still stayed back even when he already agreed to Laura's request.

"What are you waiting for, Darren?" Laura cocked her head to one side, staring at him expectantly.

"Nothing." Darren nodded his head and then released a stream of his sword and blade intents.

The stream of sword and blade intents reached for her, almost diffidently. Surprisingly, its touch was as soft as a lover's caress. It rolled down to her thighs in a rhythmic manner—almost like a lullaby. The force behind it was moderate and comfortable.

"Laura, are your legs still sore?" Darren asked. His eyes couldn't seem to quite meet Laura's.

Laura needed to take some time to recover from her initial shock. The massage turned out to be really relaxing and enjoyable.

To be honest, she couldn't seem to figure Darren out now. His actions were truly unpredictable.

'When he first saw me, he seemed infatuated with me, but now, he doesn't seem to have any feelings for me. How odd!' Laura pondered on this in her heart. Finally, she voiced out, "Hey, what's wrong with you? Do you not like me anymore? Why didn't you use your hands?"

Darren chuckled lightly. He then looked up and met her eyes. "I respect you," he said, calmly. "I didn't want to offend you with my touch."

Laura was struck speechless at this. Her heart seemingly stuttered for a bit, and she couldn't help but be curious of this man before her. For some reason, she felt frustrated by him.

The moment was broken when a figure flashed by Laura's side.

"Haha. I can do it if you want."

He laid his broad hand on her thigh and pinched her hard.

"Wow, it smells good!"

In a bold move, the man proceeded to sniff the hand that had touched her creamy pale skin. The sound of air filling his lungs was disgusting.

"How dare you!"

"Hey

round and around. The speed of it was so fast that he didn't know which way was up or down anymore.

"Bitch! Leave me alone or I'll kill you!"

Gregory Mu shouted in horror.

"I'd like to see you try, you bastard!" Laura's voice was sharp and clear amid the chaos, but no one knew where she was.

"Falling Flower Attack!"

In an instant, the petals began to fall down in torrents.

It was like a pink waterfall pouring into the vortex.

Gregory Mu's face twisted in agony and he continued to howl in pain. Almost nobody could recognize him anymore amid the onslaught.

His sound waves spread throughout the entire area.

It shattered everything in its wake like a hurricane that had swooped down upon the land.

"Damn it! The sound wave is too strong!" Darren frowned.

Everyone could feel that dreadful pressure exerted by the sound waves. It forced them to retreat lest they were swept up by it. They knew that if they got hit, they could instantly die.

"Ah!"

It was Laura's cry.

There was a mad glint in Gregory Mu's eyes as he continued to emit more sound waves.

Even though his own powers were also tearing him apart, he still carried on with his frenzied attacks. Cracks began to appear on his face, revealing the gleaming white bones beneath his skin.

"You're going to hell with me, you bitch!" he roared.

For a moment, Darren's own hesitation held him back. But he soon couldn't stand to watch idly by so he let out a dragon roar. In an instant, his dragon's body hurled towards Gregory Mu.