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Xiao Feng did not take any chances. He knew that as long as his " anger " did not subside, he would be discovered sooner or later. However, Xiao Feng still hinted to himself that this moment would come later if possible. Matsumoto Sanju's hands that were smearing soap gradually began to slide down his lower abdomen, lower back, and then...

"Ah!" Matsumoto Chaotic Chrysanthemum let out a delicate cry. Xiao Feng had expected to hear the delicate cry she let out. Even though he was terrified and embarrassed, he had to admit that he was secretly pleased in his heart. Matsumoto Chaotic Chrysanthemum's gentle and delicate hand felt numb. The feeling even caused Xiao Feng's body to involuntarily tremble, breaking his life. It was extremely comfortable.

What was this? Matsumoto Nuanju was not shocked when her hand touched something hard. She was only a little surprised. Xiao Feng did not have any weapons on him? Her Death God's fighting instinct naturally treated the thing in her hand as a weapon.

Matsumoto Luanju squatted down to take a look. With this look, a small stick as smooth as jade immediately entered her sight, almost making her cry out in a delicate voice again.

Bah! How could this be? Was he still a child? Why…was it so hard? Matsumoto Sanju felt the heat on his hand, and his face turned red. He remembered that he had once barged into the bathroom and met the young and mature captain of the 13th Division, Hitsugaya Toshiro, who was already 130 years old (equivalent to 13 years old in the real world), but he was not this old! Aiyaya, I'm really going to die. Why am I thinking about these things…

Although she did not want to let her imagination run wild, her curiosity was extremely strong. The succubus Death God was clearly even more unrestrained when facing Xiao Feng, who was only eleven years old, than the captain who had a good relationship with her. She could not help but poke him lightly with her finger.

Oh! Do you still want to live? A tingling sensation. When the feeling came, it was like an electric current passing by. Xiao Feng was so comfortable that he almost moaned. He chanted.

Matsumoto Sanju's curiosity only lasted for a moment. In her eyes, this little master in front of her was still an underage little brat. Matsumoto Sanju did not forget what she should do. She rubbed her hands with soap, wiped what she should, and did what she should. Not only that, but she also felt that this hard thing of her little master was a little fun. From time to time, she pinched it and put it on. She was quite careful.

Explode. The evil taste of the suckling Death God was satisfied, but the gentle and delicate little movements of Matsumoto Chaotic Chrysanthemum's hands tormented Xiao Feng to the point of suffocation. His lower abdomen was hot, and that little rod was even more unbearable. As her warm and smooth delicate hands slid and wandered on that little rod, it was numb, as if he was electrocuted. It was so good that his little body kept swaying. However, what made him almost collapse was that when he felt extremely good, when he felt extremely good, he was always just a little bit away from being able to spit it out even if he was beaten to death.

Being young was a disadvantage! Xiao Feng, who was extremely conflicted in his heart, could not help but grit his teeth and curse in secret,""I can see it, but I can't eat it. I'll starve to death!”

Through Matsumoto Chaotic Chrysanthemum's detailed explanation, Xiao Feng did not expend much effort to understand the principle of this training method. At the same time, she was even more certain in her heart that the Death God was indeed not a profession that ordinary people could take on. If one were to follow Matsumoto's extreme training method to train their body, their powerful combat strength would be enough to scare people to death. However, when they watched " Death ", other than the captain and vice-captain, there were not many perverted guys!

Matsumoto Sanju did not mention one thing. In the Zhenyang Reaper Academy, there was only one person who had completed the extreme training method so far. This person was the captain of the sixth division of the 13th Division of the Court Protection Team, the 28th generation head of one of the four aristocrats, the Kuiki family, Kuiki Shiraya. Battle Maniac and Wooden Sword Eight were from an unorthodox background. Otherwise, there would be one more person on the list who had completed the extreme training method.

Strength, speed, agility, flexibility, explosiveness, and so on were perfectly coordinated. He would be able to unleash the foundation of all the Death God's skills, such as White Strike, Ghost Path, and Slash. His body would be tempered to be incomparably powerful. This was also the saying," If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your weapon." As long as you had a perfect body that gathered strength, speed, and agility, then systematically train how to attack, defend, investigate, assassinate, and other techniques. With a good saber, you still have to worry about not being able to defeat your opponent? In the " Legend of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre ", everyone was killing each other and fighting to the death for the Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre?

After that, the painful yet happy…Hehe, in your dreams, the painful yet even more painful extreme training officially began!

Soul Forging Platform, Death God Battle Arena.

"Alright, now I'll teach you the Death God's Free Strike Technique.”Matsumoto Chaotic Chrysanthemum casually fought, but it gave off an endless temptation. A feeling of confusion.

She was 1.72 meters tall. She had a fit figure, a thin but not slim waist, and a large pair of... Her breasts were tightly wrapped by the black Death Domination Suit, appearing bulging and taut, as if they were about to burst out of her clothes.

Matsumoto Raju's butt was tight but not saggy. It was round and plump, and her legs were long and slender. Her smooth legs made her look even more slender and elegant. Especially the combination of her facial features. Each part might not be very beautiful, but when matched with this pretty face, it produced a strange effect. It could be said that it was a perfect combination that made people feel very harmonious. Her temperament was even more unique. There was masculinity in her gentleness, and coldness in her masculinity. She was charming and seductive. She was a beautiful and cold lady.

"It's a waste of money! This prostitute…cough cough, it was more or less the same as buying things without paying.”Xiao Feng sized up Matsumoto Chaotic Chrysanthemum from head to toe, but in his heart, he was thinking of the situation when she was not wearing clothes.

The limit training method was arranged in the morning every day, and the afternoon was a free lesson. Today, Xiao Feng had broken through the limit training method twice without knowing it for the first time. The body is born. It was indeed impressive, but the afternoon's free play class began as usual.

"Oh!" Xiao Feng suddenly clutched his forehead. There was a red mark there. Looking at Matsumoto Chaotic Kikku's action of gently withdrawing her jade-like hand, it was obviously a small punishment for his " joke " earlier.

Although Bai Da was boxing, it was not "barehanded". It included the feet, knees, hips, shoulders, back, elbows, palms, fists, fingers, and head. Therefore, there was a saying that the body of the Grim Reaper was a weapon of war. White boxing was technically a flexible use of boxing gloves, but its essence included the display of power. The essentials of boxing training focused on training the combined movements of the hands, eyes, body, heart, and steps. The application methods included hitting, kicking, pointing, holding, falling, and so on. As for cultivation, it was generally divided into internal, external, qigong, hard, soft, and lightness skills.

Beginners to learn white boxing, must be boxing and kung fu practice at the same time, with the use of boxing, with kung fu as the body, the lack of one of the two is not enough to talk about martial arts.

To improve, no matter what kind of boxing technique it was, it had to be based on the secret of "up, down, left, right, front, back, front, front With "essence, qi, and spirit" as the internal three-in-one,"hand, eye, and body" as the external three-in-one, this is the six directions, only then can we defeat the enemy and win.

When attacking, one must be experienced and ruthless. When attacking, one must be "accurate, steady, and ruthless". When dealing with the enemy, one must be "considerate, cooperative, and determined". Only by using these six words together can one be sure of winning. The so-called " hit the target when advancing and hit the limbs when retreating " were all tips to not forget to use the legs when attacking the upper body, and not forget to attack the lower limbs when attacking the upper body. The feet should not stand still, but should be loose and flexible. The hands should not be used in a daze, but in the use of skills. Even Wood Sword Eight, who despised Death God's skills the most, had put in a lot of effort into his footwork.

He did not know if the teaching materials of Zhenyang Spirit School of Death were compiled by the people of China, but Xiao Feng felt that Matsumoto Sanju's ambiguous gaze, coquettish voice, and slightly tipsy tone were a little awkward.

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