As a dual superhuman possessing both physical enhancement and telekinesis, Qin Yan didn't, like typical enhancement-type superhumans, strengthen his body to the "Rock" or "Iron" level to avoid the threat of bullets, and then specifically enhance his legs or hands to gain exceptional jumping power or strength for close combat advantage.
Instead, he evenly enhanced all four limbs to the "Steel" level, and then used his body to withstand fire-attribute telekinesis, developing his own unique technique, "Blazing Vajra."
Qin Yan's shoes charred and cracked, revealing his skin, as did his body...
However, his underwear was specially made to withstand the intense heat and didn't char along with his clothes. The sight of his incredibly well-built, half-naked body and his prominently bulging groin caused Luo Qin, standing nearby, to blush.
Qin Yan was already exceptionally talented, and after being humiliated by Tang Lanyan, he trained even harder, resulting in a physique that was practically perfect, making even women blush.
However, the expression on his face was utterly ferocious!
"You're dead!"
Qin Yan's feet scorched a shallow, black crater into the wooden floor, and he charged forward like an arrow. As a body-enhancing superhuman, he could not only make his body as hard as iron but also increase his strength accordingly. As a Level 4 military-level superhuman, his combat power, while not quite on par with superheroes on screen, was probably not far off.
Otherwise, how could I face the enemy?
A sweltering wind swept over me. Facing danger, I felt something stirring within me awaken. The world before my eyes slowed instantly, and a sharp, burning pain rose deep in my abdomen. I felt my consciousness suddenly rise, as if countless eyes were watching over every detail.
My body trembled violently, and I instinctively took a step forward.
"Thump!"
Embracing the landing foot, an invisible wave rippled outwards, breaking the scorching, humid air.
Qin Yan suddenly froze, a sound like a bronze bell being struck emanating from his body. He roared, several streaks of blood erupting from his skin, then continued charging, throwing a punch with terrifying heat.
I raised my palm, gathering my inner strength in it, as if holding a wall of air, and collided violently with his fist.
*Bang!*
A gust of wind swept out, leaving a dense spiderweb-like pattern on the floor. A sharp, painful scream rang out, and Luo Qin collapsed to the ground.
"Stop," I said in a low voice, gripping Qin Yan's fist.
For some reason, seeing someone caught in the crossfire beside me involuntarily stirred a protective instinct within me. My usual fighting spirit vanished, and I forced myself to endure the burning sensation in my hand as I spoke to him.
But Qin Yan's eyes held an almost manic glint, showing no sign of stopping.
Just as the stalemate continued, a loudspeaker blared from all around the arena: "Congratulations, you've both passed."
The voice clearly belonged to a middle-aged man, deep and magnetic, carrying the authority of someone long accustomed to a position of power.
However, perhaps it was just my imagination, but I also seemed to hear a grunt, as if from gritted teeth, and a soft "slap, slap" sound.
Upon hearing this voice, Qin Yan's fervent gaze vanished abruptly…
He recalled the purpose of his trip: the only woman he had encountered who could rival Tang Lanyan in captivating him—Luo Xuetang.
His encounter with Luo Shaowen was accidental, but even more accidental was his meeting with another woman who stirred his heart.
He wanted to approach Luo Xuetang alone, but found it impossible. Luo Xuetang seemed like a princess, completely protected by her uncle Luo Shaowen, who wouldn't allow anyone else to covet her.
If Luo Shaowen were merely the head of an ordinary conglomerate, Qin Yan wouldn't have cared about his obstruction or thoughts. However…
In later interactions, Luo Shaowen displayed a power that even he had to yield to.
Later, he began to interact with Luo Shaowen in a different way, secretly doing many things for him… ultimately earning this "reward."
As Luo Xuetang's personal bodyguard!
The opportunity was his to seize.
Unexpectedly, in this seemingly insurmountable competition environment… such a dark horse suddenly emerged.
Judging from Luo Shaowen's words, it seemed he had to share this wonderful "reward" with him. Qin Yan gritted his teeth slightly, knowing that the matter was irreversible, and could only reluctantly back down.
Seemingly seeing that the two had separated, Luo Shaowen's voice came through the loudspeaker again:
"Wait a moment, I'll let the person you need to protect see you first… um…"
The voice from the loudspeaker abruptly stopped, leaving only a peculiar, drawn-out ending, like a moan. Combined with the faint, seductive moans heard during the earlier elimination rounds, it sent a shiver down one's spine.
It evoked a touch of alluring fantasy about what had just happened…
******
Luo Shaowen withdrew his dark, engorged penis from the blossoming, red labia. Even after several ejaculations, it had softened slightly, yet remained swollen and thick, like the tip of a dried ginseng root after soaking—moist and swollen, with bulging veins clinging to it in strips of white, paste-like fluid…
It seemed to be a record of the honeyed orifice's reluctant "reluctance" as it was pulled out.
The naked beauty lying on the sofa still had her long legs spread apart on the armrests. Even bent over, her snow-white belly showed almost no excess fat, remaining slender…
Her fragrant shoulders and beautiful back sank into the sofa, her pair of round, full breasts, glistening with a faint sheen of sweat, trembled slightly with her breath. Her thick, black hair hung loosely, highlighting her blushing, melancholic face, tinged with a cat-like satisfaction.
Between her jade-like thighs, as the penis withdrew, her plump, tender vulva gradually closed. The delicate labia, tinged with a delicate red, were slightly swollen, further emphasizing their plumpness. The two labia minora, originally like tender orchid petals, had swelled into two slightly swollen clamshells, nestled between the fleshy openings, slightly parted to the sides.
A thin stream of white fluid flowed from the pale pink hollow at the base of the petals, hanging between her pink buttocks, exceptionally erotic.
Luo Shaowen found a bathrobe and put it on. He lowered his head to Xue Tang, and the beauty glanced at him, then simultaneously tilted her head back and kissed him. It wasn't a passionate, lingering French kiss, but rather a languid, gentle sucking kiss, like lovers after sex.
"Baby, go take a shower...don't let anyone see."
Xue Tang rolled her eyes at him, her long, slender, fair legs pressed together, her delicate feet touching the ground...and she gracefully walked naked into the bathroom.
This private room, as if equipped with soundproof glass, clearly catered to the "needs" of the superior. It was essentially a luxury suite, equipped with everything one could possibly need...
Except for, an unopened, untouched box of condoms.