Generally speaking, men rarely fought with women, unless it was at night. Both of them were hungry in the same room. When I'm thirsty…but that's not the topic of this chapter.
In fact, many men had the desire to fight with women. It was just a one-sided desire. The desire was too strong, so it developed into domestic violence and abuse. Waiting for madness and suffering. Sadism (S.M)... Unfortunately, this is not the scope of this chapter.
Xiao Feng was an otaku before he transmigrated, so he naturally had the desire to fight with a big sister. And the way he hoped to fight with a mature lady was sumo wrestling.
Sumo is a very traditional sport, and its origins can be traced back to…the era of Qin Shihuang and Yang Guifei. It was said that one night, the strong Qin Shihuang and the fat Yang Guifei suddenly got tired of the traditional way and occasionally made a masterpiece on a whim. Originally, the contestants were male and female, but after Lord Long Yang's modification…it couldn't be called a modification, and it was changed to two men wearing Ding. The method of using brute force in the pants somehow spread to Japan and became the national essence of Japan.
The Japanese liked this sport very much. To be honest, Xiao Feng did not understand this. He looked at the two fat men for a moment. What's so good about touching around in a circle? Perhaps they had a special hobby, or perhaps they had the genes of Lord Long Yang in their blood. However, they had to admit that it was Lord Long Yang who had caused them harm. The main reason why sumo had not been included in the Olympics was that there were no women participating in this event.
Although Matsumoto Sanju had blonde hair and blue eyes, she should be of pure Japanese descent. Xiao Feng really wanted to ask her about matters related to male and female sumo wrestling. Uh, this was a digress. Continuing the main text, Xiao Feng stood in the Soul Forging Platform fighting arena, and his opponent was Matsumoto Sanju, who was wearing a death tyrant outfit.
Fighting required strategy." Know yourself, know your enemy, and you will win every battle " was the absolute truth everywhere. Since he knew that Matsumoto Sanju was an expert in fighting for nothing, Xiao Feng suggested to her to use sumo wrestling to warm up. Unfortunately, the busty Goddess of Death did not accept it. Otherwise, even if she still could not avoid the outcome of being beaten up, she could at least feast her eyes. After touching for so long, a small injury on her body was nothing.
Looking at Matsumoto's beautiful legs under the Death Tyrant's disguise, Xiao Feng very much wanted to directly pounce forward and touch them. But thinking of her ghost-like speed, even if he could not help but be impulsive and act like a beast, he still could not get anything in the end. Moreover, women's psychology was very strange. Even if you really wanted to touch her beautiful legs, you must not show it. You had to pretend to be disdainful, and then the woman would feel very frustrated.
Aiyaya…You actually didn't even look at my beautiful legs. Are they slowly losing their charm? Women would think like this, and then they would really want you to pay attention to her legs. They would even take the initiative to put her legs in your hands to let you see how different her legs were.
It was absolutely not discrimination against women. It was just a psychological thing. Whether it was a man or a woman, the best things might be lost or not obtained, but they would never be what they had now.
Of course, Xiao Feng did not think it would explode. Matsumoto Raju, the suckling Death God, was such a superficial woman. In fact, you didn't have to keep emphasizing that she was explosive. Everyone on Earth knew about breasts.
Xiao Feng and Matsumoto Sanju stood face to face, preparing to engage in combat training. Fighting with a big sister was something that Xiao Feng had always longed for. Of course, if the location was changed to bed, how wonderful would that be?
Sigh! His thoughts were dirty again, but this could not be blamed on Xiao Feng, because he did not have the experience of fighting with women. There were shrews fighting outside, but thinking about the way they pulled their hair and bit people when fighting, Xiao Feng still did not dare to try. Hence, Xiao Feng was very nervous when he fought with a mature lady. Once he was nervous, he would let his imagination run wild and think about many things that had nothing to do with fighting.
It could be seen that Matsumoto's domineering outfit was quite lethal, especially when she was in front of you. When she leaned slightly, the curves of the devil were abundant. Full of snow. A man would definitely suffocate when he saw such a thing because all the blood in his body would be concentrated in his lower body. The consequence of the lack of blood circulation in the body was that the brain did not have enough oxygen.
Unfortunately, there was not much time for Xiao Feng to let his imagination run wild after all.
With the sound of " begin ", the delicate voice still echoed in his ears. Matsumoto Chaotic Kikku had already leisurely walked towards him, and then Xiao Feng was hit in the neck by her palm blade.
He fell to the ground.
Only three seconds into the game, Xiao Feng was knocked down by Matsumoto Chaotic Chrysanthemum.
Men cared a lot about face, especially in front of women.
Therefore, although Matsumoto Sanju was indeed a mature woman, he felt extremely embarrassed and extremely angry when she knocked Xiao Feng down with a single punch.
The fight began again.
Matsumoto Sanju, the outstanding graduate of Zhenyang Spiritual Academy, had defeated Xiao Feng with a single palm strike. This time, he walked towards him casually like before. However, the speed of this " walking " was truly frighteningly fast. In the blink of an eye, Matsumoto Chaotic Kikju had already crossed a distance of three meters and was already…behind Xiao Feng…
Even though Xiao Feng had already focused his attention and gathered his strength in advance, he still fell down. The same part received a hand blade head-on.
Although his body fell, Xiao Feng took the first move to counterattack this time.
Sneaking an attack was a despicable act, and sneaking an attack on a mature woman was an extremely despicable act.
Of course, if there was a chance to sneak an attack on a big sister at night, Xiao Feng thought that not many men could suppress their desires. Looking at it, there were many men who felt that she was a womanizer, but there should not be many who felt that she was obscene!
That was strange. Since Xiao Feng did what every man would do, why would the men who knew despise him?
Hehe, they were a bunch of beasts in human clothing. If it was at night, these guys would definitely be faster than Xiao Feng in ambushing. Even if they were slower than him, they might pretend to be friendly and ask Xiao Feng for a threesome.
Matsumoto Luanju did not expect Xiao Feng to launch a sneak attack because she knew the strength of her attack. This was not what an eleven-year-old child could withstand. She did not panic, and she was even a little surprised in her heart.
Originally, Xiao Feng's hand wanted to attack Matsumoto's abdomen, but the moment before it hit her abdomen, he realized that her breathing was disordered. The consequence of disordered breathing was her chest. Her breasts kept rising and falling…rising and falling…one could imagine how attractive her breasts were. That billowy magnificence was trembling in Xiao Feng's hand. Even a man would not be able to resist seduction. She was tempted to touch him, not to mention that he was a man among men-an otaku.
And because of this, Xiao Feng's hand paused in the air for a moment, changing to attack Matsumoto Chaotic Chrysanthemum's chest. Department…
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