The allure of voluptuous women in the martial arts world, part one and two.

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The Allure of Flesh in the Martial World
Author: Wu Xi Wu Ying Wu Zong Word Count: 5830
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Hello everyone! Recently, I've noticed that there are relatively few of sis's articles, especially martial arts ones, so I've decided to write one myself. Consider it a New Year's gift to all you martial arts enthusiasts.
This story depicts the struggles of a group of female warriors in the martial world. Please don't ask me where the male protagonist is. I'll continue with my suspenseful style; there are plenty of brilliant minds on the forum, so someone will surely guess.
As for the few plot holes I left before… I'll talk about them later.
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(I) Shameful
gasps, trembling breaths, flowed continuously from the simple little bed. It
was already dawn outside, but the secluded little room remained dark.
The small bed was filled with two writhing bodies, leaving no room for anything else. They were described as two bodies, completely naked except for two snow-white bodies tightly intertwined.
The woman's body, in particular, was goddess-like in its perfection. From her rounded breasts and pert buttocks to her slender waist and jade-like neck, her long arms and legs, and from her flowing hair to her toes, every part of her was flawless.
Although their bodies were covered in a mixture of fluids from a night of mutual spray, her skin remained smooth and white, like freshly made tofu, seemingly delicate enough to break at a touch.
However, this perfect, delicate body was being forcefully pressed against by another, muscular body, leaving patches of pink on her skin.
The man's technique wasn't particularly advanced, but he possessed a strength unmatched by ordinary people. He used primal movements, relentlessly and forcefully thrusting into the beautiful woman's body, deeper and deeper.
Under this violent impact that an ordinary woman couldn't withstand, the woman's perfect body trembled continuously, not from pain, but from the release of ecstasy.
The man's strength seemed inexhaustible; he had thrust hundreds, even thousands, of times with such force.
The woman couldn't remember if the man had stopped all night.
Under such powerful and prolonged bombardment, the woman's body was stimulated to the extreme, as if even her bone marrow was being soaked by surging waves of pleasure. How could she not be driven mad? How could she not scream loudly? How could she not writhe even more wantonly?
Another intense climax struck, and the woman's cherry-like mouth opened to its fullest extent, but she could no longer utter a sound, only a few "gurgling" sounds from her throat. Her eyes rolled back, and she limply passed out.
The man finally stopped.
What the man loved most were her clear eyes. For some reason, even in the most frenzied and lewd moments, her eyes remained so pure and innocent.
About fifteen minutes later, the woman slowly awoke. She still clung tightly to the man on top of her, just as her vagina, after a night of revelry, still held his large, thick penis.
The small door to the room opened, letting in a ray of sunlight.
Although she was used to it, a hint of embarrassment still appeared on the woman's face as she pushed the man off her.
Suddenly, her lower body felt empty, as if a part of her soul had been ripped away.
She tried to grab some clothes to cover herself, but found them tossed aside in the corner. She could only cover her chest with her hands, which only made her breasts appear even fuller.
Another man strolled in with elegant steps, made a gesture, and the man in the room quickly put on his clothes, lowered his head, and silently walked out.
"How is it? Are you satisfied with the man I found for you?" The man smiled mockingly, dragging out a stool and sitting down.
The woman's face flushed crimson, and after a long pause, she finally spoke, "Alright, I'm satisfied. Please don't talk to me like that again. Throw my clothes over here."
"Oh, you've had your fun, and now you're lecturing me with a stern face again?" the man said, reaching out to pick up the silk garment from the ground. He merely sniffed it, a look of enjoyment on his face, before tossing it away even further.
"You! What do you mean by this?" the woman's face hardened.
The man said leisurely, "Nothing much, my goddess. There are countless people in the entire martial arts world who regard you as a goddess. If one day, the people of the martial arts world knew that their goddess was sneaking here every now and then to do such shameful things, I wonder what kind of sensation it would cause!"
Suddenly, a sharp killing intent flashed in the woman's pure eyes.
"If you dare utter a single word, I'll grind you to dust!"
"No, no, no! I was just joking." The man quickly bowed and apologized. "How could I bear to ruin my beloved goddess's reputation?"
"Then hurry up and get out. I need to wash up and change." The woman, still humiliated, bit her lip.
"Oh dear, why the rush?" The man stood up, grinning. "My beauty, don't blame me for being frivolous. It's your fault for always being so cold and distant. It's still early today, so let me have my fun. Consider it your payment."
The woman's face changed drastically. She wanted to slap this man away; it wouldn't be difficult for her. But when she remembered what the man had just said, a chill ran through her. The
man lewdly chuckled, taking off his clothes as he walked towards the naked goddess on the bed…
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There were notorious bandits, serial killers, ambitious schemers, and, most tragically, lecherous thieves—the very kind hated by chivalrous women of the martial world.
Regardless of their skill, these women avoided them like the plague.
However, in recent years, a remarkable woman has emerged. Though a newcomer, she has declared her intention to eradicate all lecherous thieves in the land!
Even more astonishing is that this woman is a Daoist nun, her Daoist name being Qing Yaozi, living alone in a small Daoist temple called Yinxiang Temple.
Upon hearing this, the lecherous thieves of the martial world laughed, assuming the nun was simply lonely and seeking pleasure from them. They assumed she was old, ugly, and unwanted.
However, a closer look revealed a grave error! This Fairy Qing Yao possessed an extraordinary aura and breathtaking beauty!
Within a month, three or four groups of lecherous thieves came to her door, vying to be the first to pluck her. Among them was the renowned lecherous thief, "Divine Speed Bee," Hu Chui, whose lightness skill was unparalleled.
But these lecherous men vanished without a trace, and only Hu Chui, with his extraordinary lightness skill, managed to escape with his life.
Although the nun Qingyao was a nun, her swordsmanship was extremely ruthless. The group of lecherous thieves, who had intended to take advantage of her, ended up delivering their own heads.
Seeing that force wouldn't work, the scoundrels of the martial world began spreading rumors, saying that Qingyao, so beautiful, had become a nun because she had suffered terrible humiliation, which led her to renounce the world and thus hate the lecherous men. Some busybodies even fabricated a detailed story of Qingyao's humiliation, publishing it as a book that became a bestseller. Then one day, this author was stabbed through the throat and died at home.
Fairy Qingyao descended the mountain, roaming the martial world with her sword! Many righteous heroes were helpless against her, and even the most notorious lecherous villains, feared by all, were slain one by one. Those who dared to offend her faced certain death. Later, Fairy Qingyao, in one fell swoop, knocked the Demonic Sect's number one master, Juegui, off a cliff. The world then realized that Qingyao possessed not only unparalleled beauty but also astonishing martial arts skills!
From then on, Fairy Qingyao's fame soared, and the righteous martial arts world revered her like a goddess. Her deeds inspired countless women across the land, who flocked to learn martial arts and enter the martial world , aspiring to become heroines admired by all. When the previous leader of the martial arts alliance retired, he proudly described the current state of the martial world with eight words: "Heroines abound, villains vanish
without a trace." Years later, Fairy Qingyao returned to the mountains, establishing her own sect at Yinxiang Temple, taking in many female disciples to teach them martial arts. Many heroes who admired her wanted to become her disciples, but Fairy Qingyao only accepted female disciples, refusing all men. To facilitate handling certain affairs of the martial world, Fairy Qingyao hired several male knights as stewards, thus ensuring that Hidden Fragrance Temple was not entirely composed of women.
From then on, anyone in the martial world who saw a young female Taoist priest with a white plum blossom embroidered on her robe knew she was a disciple of Fairy Qingyao and would show her utmost respect.
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In the dimly lit hall, a man in a long robe stood with his back to a desk, facing the wall. On the wall hung a calligraphy scroll with only one large character, about half a person's height: "Kill." The strokes were powerful, exuding a chilling killing intent that sent shivers down one's spine.
Kneeling on one knee before the desk was a tall, slender young woman with long braided hair, dressed in night clothes that revealed her athletic and proud figure.
"You want me to join Hidden Fragrance Temple?" the woman's voice was clear and strong.
"That's right, the order is in this brocade pouch." The man, without turning his head, tossed out a brocade pouch. "Hidden Fragrance Temple only accepts women, so this task is perfect for you."
The woman raised her hand, caught the brocade pouch, opened it, and took out a slip of paper. She glanced at it quickly, crumpled the note into a ball, and tucked it into her palm.
"How ridiculous." She stood up, and as she opened her hand, the crumpled paper turned into powder, scattering in the air.
"With my martial arts skills, I wanted to challenge that Qing Yaozi, but you want me to become her disciple." " After it's done, there will be a generous reward."
The man didn't turn around, and his tone remained unchanged. The woman sneered, "Given
my public identity, you really don't have any reward that I'd be interested in." ********** ... "No...no...I'm still a virgin..." the woman screamed in despair. "So you're a virgin, even better." The burly man parted the woman's legs, revealing a pink, tender mouth amidst the sparse black pubic hair. Without foreplay, without mercy, the bandits only wanted to vent their lust. The burly man didn't care whether the woman could bear it; he grabbed his thick penis and thrust it into her narrow opening. The woman screamed and fainted on the spot. But soon, she was awakened by waves of tearing pain in her lower body. She only had time to scream twice before a large hand grabbed her hair, and another hand pinched her pointed chin, forcibly shoving a dark, smelly penis into her mouth. Not only her mouth and vagina, but countless bandits' hands ravaged her delicate skin, kneading her firm breasts into various shapes, as if trying to tear them off her body. The wails turned into muffled sobs, two streams of tears rolling down her cheeks. The woman, born into a wealthy family, barely knew how men and women gave birth, yet she had fallen into a terrifying hell. Suddenly, she felt something hot rush into her body, then the weapon that had been ravaging her was withdrawn, and she felt a sudden release. Before she could catch her breath, she felt another thick rod thrust into her lower body, slashing wildly again. Was this gang rape? The woman's vision went black, and she fainted again. The overturned carriage, scattered bags, the coachman, and an elderly couple in fine clothes lay dead on the ground. Robbery and murder! The crude, lewd laughter of bandits coming from the nearby jungle clearly indicated what was happening. Yin Hongfeng's eyebrows furrowed. She drew her long sword and rushed into the jungle. The scene before her was too much for her to bear a second glance. A naked young girl lay unconscious, her limbs twitching. Several bandits squeezed her petite body between them, their ugly penises brutally thrusting in and out of her small openings, drawing out clumps of white, foamy semen. The girl's body was covered in red welts, stained with mud, grass, and foul-smelling liquid; blood gushed from her genitals, she was unrecognizable from the torture. "Beasts!" Yin Hongfeng's sword flashed, instantly decapitating the two bandits who were violently thrusting into the girl. The remaining bandits cried out in alarm, grabbing their weapons and lunging naked at the woman in red. Yin Hongfeng didn't even blink; one sword stroke, one life, in a flash, all the dozen or so bandits were killed! Two headless, naked corpses lay beneath the unconscious girl, two penises still inside her. Yin Hongfeng felt nauseous, not wanting to touch the bandits' bodies, but he had no choice but to suppress his nausea and reach out to pull the corpses away. When the penis was pulled out of her mouth, it brought with it a large clump of foul-smelling white foam, while the penis inside her vagina was covered in pink foam—semen stained red with the girl's blood. The girl was on the verge of death. Yin Hongfeng hurriedly took off her red outer garment, wrapped it around her, and rushed towards Yinxiang Temple, dozens of miles away. ************ "Second Senior Sister is back!" Several girls opened the gate and saw Yin Hongfeng, dressed in her undergarments, rushing in with someone on her back. "Is Master in?" Yin Hongfeng asked anxiously. "Master is reading in the inner room. What happened to Second Senior Sister?" a girl replied. "We'll talk about it later, saving her is the priority." Yin Hongfeng carried the girl and strode into the inner courtyard. Qing Yaozi lifted the red garment and saw the badly injured girl, her brows furrowing slightly. "This woman was repeatedly violated by bandits. If we had been an hour or two later, she might have died in the wilderness," Yin Hongfeng sighed. Qing Yaozi's fingers moved with lightning speed, pressing several acupoints on the girl's body. She said, "Hongfeng, I always tell you to learn more life-saving techniques, but you only care about martial arts. You can't even handle some emergency situations. Sigh." Yin Hongfeng meekly agreed, the once valiant heroine instantly transforming into a docile lamb. "What are you standing there for? Quickly go to the alchemy room and ask your senior sister to bring you medicine!" Qing Yaozi's tone suddenly became stern, and Yin Hongfeng hurriedly ran out. Qing Yaozi raised her hand; her fingers, which had just been pressing the acupoints, were stained with some kind of sticky liquid. She placed her fingers under her jade-like nose and gently sniffed. "Master." With a soft call, a white figure floated into the room.

She was Xue Chun, Qing Yaozi's first disciple. True to her name, she wore a Daoist robe as white as snow, and her beauty was no less than her master's, though her ethereal purity seemed even greater. The two stood together, as if they were cut from the same mold.
Following behind was the energetic second disciple, Yin Hongfeng. This girl was nothing like her master and senior sister; she was always restless, disliked wearing Daoist robes, and always dressed in a red, spirited outfit, roaming the martial world freely, rarely seen.
Xue Chun, upon seeing the girl, was shocked by her pitiful state and took two steps back.
Qing Yaozi took the medicinal herbs and said, "I'll prepare the medicine; you two first cleanse and treat this girl's wounds."
"This…" Xue Chun frowned slightly, hesitant.
Seeing Xue Chun's troubled expression, Yin Hongfeng said, "Senior Sister, shall I do it?"
Qing Yaozi immediately stopped her, "No, you girl don't know your own strength. Let Xue Chun do it."
With her master's order and the need to save the girl's life paramount, Xue Chun could only grit her teeth, pick up a white cloth, and begin wiping the girl's body.
Xue Chun carefully wiped away the scratches on the girl's body. The dark red marks were shocking.
"How could... she be injured like this..." Xue Chun murmured to herself. Qing
Yaozi, standing to the side, sighed expressionlessly, "When those men assaulted her, they pinched the woman's skin so hard that it caused subcutaneous bleeding, hence these bruises."
Xue Chun gently peeled off the grass and leaves stuck to the girl's body, but the leaves were firmly attached, making them very difficult to remove.
"This mud is too sticky; it's stuck the grass and leaves very firmly," Xue Chun said.
Qingyao said, "That's not mud, it's men's semen. It's very viscous and hardens when it dries. Soak the semen stains in clean water to soften them first, then you can wash it off."
Hearing her master's explanation, Xuechun understood and blushed, feeling embarrassed.
The semen mud on the girl's body was washed off piece by piece. However, Xuechun's hands were covered with a lot of sticky liquid, emitting a fishy stench that made her nauseous.
Finally, Xuechun was stumped.
The girl's lower body was still slowly leaking fluid, containing an unknown amount of men's semen.
"Xuechun, clean the men's semen out of her body, otherwise, if she gets pregnant with a bandit's bastard child, her life will be ruined," Qingyao said.
"But, how can I..." Xuechun was at a loss. But Qingyao ignored her and went out to cook the prepared medicine.
Yin Hongfeng thought for a moment and said, "Senior sister, try to suck it out."
Xuechun glared at her.
Others only knew Xue Chun as gentle and kind, but Yin Hongfeng knew how stern this senior sister could be when angry, so she quickly shut her mouth.
Xue Chun thought for a moment, then gently pressed her jade-like hand against the girl's abdomen, channeling her inner energy into it, and gradually pushed her palm downwards.
This move was indeed effective; thick fluid began to flow continuously from the girl's mouth.
However, because a long time had passed, the fluid was half-dry and flowed very slowly.
Xue Chun gritted her teeth, and with her other hand, parted the girl's lower lips, making the opening wider. As a result, a large amount of reddish fluid gurgled out. The fluid on the outside was drier and flowed slowly, while the fluid deeper inside was still quite wet, so it flowed faster and faster, eventually even spurting out, not only staining Xue Chun's hand but also splashing a few drops onto her white Taoist robe, making her dizzy.
Finally, the fluid inside the girl's body was almost completely drained.
But Yin Hongfeng frowned and said, "Senior sister, it seems there's still some residual fluid inside that's not coming out."
"Say one more word, and I'll grind you to dust!" Xue Chun said through gritted teeth to her junior sister.
Yin Hongfeng, terrified, quickly hid to the side. Xue Chun thought and thought, but had no other choice. With trembling hands, she reached into the girl's battered and bruised vulva and
carefully scraped out the remaining fluid little by little. Suddenly, the girl, who had been unconscious for half a day, let out a soft "Ooh—" sound, her face flushed, and slowly awoke.

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