"Grrr..."
Ryu Jayoung's body twitched. Though she had conceded defeat twenty seconds ago, she still couldn't move easily. This was due to the lingering effects of the Crimson Lightning that had electrocuted her.
Ryu Jayoung is a formidable opponent. Yet even after several dozen seconds, she's still struggling to shake off the Crimson Lightning's influence? I didn't realize it was this powerful.
Crimson Lightning is an ability that can only be used when channeling thunderbolts through the Hwaryeon Flying Dagger. I knew it was stronger than my regular thunderbolts, but I never imagined it would be this potent.
"Ryu Jayoung, are you alright?"
"...I'm fine. Just give me a moment."
Ryu Jayoung closed her eyes and began circulating her Mana. I waited quietly. After about thirty seconds, she reopened her eyes and tested her limbs, moving her arms back and forth.
"So that's the Yeongcheon Style's Thunderbolt. It's even more destructive than I imagined."
"..."
The Crimson Lightning was technically an effect of the Hwaryeon Flying Dagger, but I didn't bother explaining. Explaining was too tedious, and since the Hwaryeon Flying Dagger was mine, the Crimson Lightning was also my ability.
What mattered now was the victor's reward.
"Ryu Jayoung, I won the sparring match. You haven't forgotten what you wagered, have you?"
"I remember. Three favors to assist with your training. I'll honor it. What kind of training are you referring to?"
I grinned.
I had no intention of postponing this opportunity. As the saying goes, "If you save it, it'll turn to shit," and people's hearts are fickle they might change over time. She might be cooperative now, but there's no guarantee she'll remain so later.
"I need a training ground..."
"Can't you train here?"
"This place is too open. Someone might show up and interrupt my training. Besides, training is supposed to be done in secret."
"My thinking was shortsighted. Spying on someone's training is practically taboo. But are you sure about this? Helping you train means I'll be seeing the Yeongcheon Style's methods."
"No. The training I'll be doing isn't the Yeongcheon Style."
"...Then what kind of training is it?"
"Let's find a training ground first. I'll tell you later."
I couldn't take Ryu Jayoung to my lodging. The room was too small, and Han Harin was staying in the adjacent room. If Han Harin got involved, it would create complications and disrupt the atmosphere.
"If you're looking for a place where you won't be disturbed... my quarters would be perfect. It's spacious and there's no one nearby."
"Oh, are you sure?"
"It was provided by the villagers, but if anything gets broken during training, I'll just compensate them."
"Thank you. This means I can finally train properly."
Ryu Jayoung led the way back to her quarters.
As I followed behind her, I couldn't help but assess her figure. Though her martial arts uniform concealed most of her curves, it couldn't fool my eyes.
Wide hips and a high, firm rear. She'd probably bear children easily. Her waist is slender... The only ambiguous part is her chest.
Since I was behind her, I couldn't see her chest directly. But earlier, when we were facing each other, I had stolen a glance.
Ryu Jayoung's breasts appeared to be between a B and C cup.
There was something unnatural about her movements during the fight.
Despite her rough movements, her breasts didn't jiggle at all. It's impossible for breasts of that size to remain completely still unless they're tightly restrained.
A bra alone wouldn't be enough... She's likely binding her chest with bandages under her clothes.
I wanted to strip her down immediately, but I held back. Every situation has its stages, and now wasn't the time for blatant sexual harassment.
Even though her demeanor had softened considerably since our first encounter.
As I followed Ryu Jayoung, I peppered her with questions. She answered most of them readily, revealing some surprisingly revealing information.
"The Heavenly Tyrant's third daughter?!"
"Yes. I thought you'd already figured it out."
The Heavenly Tyrant, an S-Class Hunter from China.
I only knew his name, but I was still quite surprised. The Hegemon Blade Sect was the guild led by the Heavenly Tyrant.
"My father forced me to come to this village. I know why because I'm weak," Ryu Jayoung said irritably. She clearly resented being assigned to this evacuation mission.
I nodded along vaguely to her words.
Soon, we arrived at her lodging, which was at least ten times larger than my own room. The luxurious furniture and appliances inside made it feel like a five-star hotel. There was even a spacious bathroom.
So, they're giving her special treatment because she's the Heavenly Tyrant's daughter.
Discrimination was annoying, but understandable. The Heavenly Tyrant was practically a national hero in China.
Ryu Jayoung served me green tea. It wasn't very good.
I rarely drink green tea unless Yuria makes it. It just doesn't taste good otherwise.
Ryu Jayoung, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy it, drinking three cups before asking, "Isn't it time you told me? Indoor training... it's not sparring, is it? What kind of training requires my help?"
"Pressure point technique training," I replied.
"Pressure point technique...? You know how to do that?!"
Unlike in martial arts novels, pressure point techniques were extremely rare in reality. Among martial artists, only a handful could perform them.
In my case, I know the Heaven Sealing Pressure Point Strike Technique from the Demonic Heavenly Art. While it can't be fully activated without Demonic Heavenly Energy, the basic technique should still be usable even without it.
"It's not combat-ready yet, but I know the method. That's why I need training. With your help, since you're about my level, I could make significant progress."
"...Pressure Point Techniques are considered secret arts. Are you aware of that?"
"I'm willing to take the risk. Besides, Pressure Point Techniques aren't part of the Yeongcheon Style. It's a skill I possess independently of the style. You're even welcome to steal the technique if you want."
"..."
Ryu Jayoung's expression grew even more serious, her eyes sparkling with determination. She knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a fortuitous encounter beyond compare.
"Help me with my Pressure Point Technique training."
"...It's a promise. A disciple of the Hegemon Blade Sect never goes back on their word."
I suppressed a chuckle.
Pressure Point Technique training?
Of course, it was just an excuse. The real reason was to get physical with her. Nothing brings people closer than physical touch.
I have Sensual Amplification. Heh heh heh.
Perhaps seducing her would be even easier than I'd imagined.
Of course, I knew I couldn't bed her today. I needed to make the most of the remaining two training sessions or find ways to extend them.
"What should I do?"
"Nothing. Just stand still. I'll avoid the dangerous Blood Points for now, and I'll start with gentle attempts. If it feels dangerous, tell me immediately. Got it?"
"Understood. But how does the Pressure Point Technique work?"
"It's not too complicated. You circulate your Qi, then use your fingers to strike the Blood Points. I'll also teach you the Blood Point Releasing Technique. When I strike a point, you try to release it."
"You're even teaching me the Blood Point Releasing Technique? I lost the sparring match, but it seems like I'm the one benefiting more. Should we start the Pressure Point Technique training right away?"
"Starting now would be ideal. The training will take a few hours. I'm ready. What about you?"
"I'm fine with it."
"Then let's do it in the spacious living room."
Ryu Jayoung and I moved to the center of the living room, having cleared away any potential obstructions. The space suddenly felt much larger than I'd imagined.
"Stand over here," I instructed.
"Okay," she replied, straightening her posture. I scanned her body from head to toe with what I hoped was a professional expression.
"Hmm..."
"What's wrong?"
"It's hard to pinpoint the Blood Points through your clothes..."
"You're not seriously asking me to undress, are you?"
Seeing Ryu Jayoung's face freeze with alarm, I hastily waved my hands. I'd originally intended to ask her to undress, but the atmosphere made it clear that wasn't going to happen yet.
"I said it's difficult, not impossible. Mistakes can happen, though..."
"It's fine."
"Alright. Let's start then. First, spread your arms and legs out like a '?' shape."
"Like this?"
"Exactly."
I approached Ryu Jayoung, who was lying with her arms and legs spread wide. I couldn't touch sensitive areas like her chest, abs, or thighs right away. I hadn't yet earned her trust.
It was the same when I massaged Han Harin. First, I need to build trust.
Building trust quickly is easy. Just demonstrate results.
I started by taking her right hand.
"Ryu Jayoung, how much do you know about pressure points?"
"I know they're used to manipulate the body by pressing on specific blood points. Pressing a sa point can kill someone, while pressing an a point can silence them. But the Pressure Point Technique isn't something you can easily use just by knowing the blood points and controlling Qi. Even my father doesn't know how to use it."
"That's right. Pressure Point Technique works by stimulating Blood Points. But the meaning of each Blood Point varies depending on the specific Pressure Point Strike Technique used. That's why different techniques require different Blood Point Releasing Techniques."
I simultaneously pressed the Blood Points between the center of her palm and wrist, and the one on the thumb side, channeling Qi into them.
I felt a pang of anxiety, knowing that the Heavenly Demon Divine Art's Acupoint Strike Technique might not work at all. Fortunately, it proved effective.
"Hah!"
Ryu Jayoung gasped sharply, her face a mix of confusion and discomfort as she stared at her hand and then at me.
"Your right hand won't move, will it? That's the Hand Numbness Acupoint."
"So this is Pressure Point Technique... It's more terrifying than I imagined. How do I release it?"
"Move your Qi exactly as I instruct."
I explained the Blood Point Releasing Technique to Ryu Jayoung.
I knew the Pressure Point Strike Technique and Blood Point Releasing Technique in detail because I had naturally learned them when I acquired the Heavenly Demon Divine Art in the world of God's Atlantis. This knowledge had carried over to my real-world self, so whenever I thought of pressure points, the techniques would automatically come to mind.
I can't use the advanced pressure point strikes that require Demonic Heavenly Energy, though...
After more than thirty attempts, Ryu Jayoung finally succeeded in releasing the blood point. Sweat streamed down her forehead. Manipulating her Qi according to the Blood Point Releasing Technique was no easy feat.
I took her right hand in both of mine and began massaging it.
"...What are you doing?"
"Giving you a massage?"
"I mean, why are you suddenly giving me a massage?"
"Because I struck your pressure point. Just in case, I'm releasing any lingering Qi and Blood stimulation."
"...I see."
Ryu Jayoung nodded.
Of course, it was complete nonsense. I was just spouting whatever came to mind because I wanted to touch her. But Ryu Jayoung, lacking knowledge of pressure point techniques, had no choice but to believe me. After all, I had just successfully struck her pressure points.
Unbeknownst to Ryu Jayoung, she subconsciously regarded me as an expert in pressure point techniques. This was why she responded weakly to massages.
"Ugh..."
"Oh, what's wrong?"
"Ah, nothing. You're good at massages."
"I love massages. I give them often, and I receive them often too."
Han Harin frequently demanded massages from me. Since it allowed me to touch her body, I never refused. The way she moaned under my hands, like an instrument played by my touch, was intoxicating.
Conversely, I often receive massages from Yuria. Her massage skills, honed by her knowledge from the Grimoire, were beyond admiration they were astonishing. During Yuria's massages, I could truly experience what paradise felt like.
I'm learning massage techniques from Yuria. And I have Sensual Amplification.
We continued our Pressure Point Technique training. I primarily paralyzed Ryu Jayoung's body, while she countered with the Blood Point Releasing Technique to undo the strikes. The Pressure Point Technique seemed far more taxing for Ryu Jayoung than for me.
"This time, I'm targeting the armpit... Could you take off your top? The fabric's too thick; I don't think the Pressure Point Strike will work properly."
I asked Ryu Jayoung, and she agreed without hesitation, clearly engrossed in her Pressure Point Technique training.
She wore a thin white T-shirt beneath her martial arts uniform. Through the sweat-soaked fabric, I could see bandages wrapped tightly around her chest.
So she's binding her breasts after all. If I unwrapped those bandages... F-cup, maybe even larger!
I took Ryu Jayoung's hand and lifted it. The shoulder of her T-shirt slid down, revealing her pristine white armpit, perfectly shaved. I reached out and touched her smooth, hairless skin.
"Was it here...? No, wait, was it here? Hmm..."
"What are you "
"Here it is!"
"Ugh!"
Poke!
I jabbed my finger into her armpit. Ryu Jayoung's arm remained frozen in place, unable to lower.