101: Chapter 101 Ah Yin's Massage, Qin Feng Shocks the Entire Audience!

The red hundred thousand year spirit ring emitted a dazzling halo, reflecting the entire outdoor training ground in a crimson hue.

The whole place was dead silent.

Snow Empress stood behind the ice wall, watching the nine spirit rings circling Qin Feng, and did not continue to attack.

She slowly lowered her raised palm, and that indestructible ice wall instantly transformed into countless ice-blue light particles, dissipating into the air.

The temperature on the training ground began to rise, and the frost on the ground gradually faded.

"You hid your strength." Snow Empress looked at Qin Feng and spoke.

Qin Feng had a thought, and the nine spirit rings at his feet turned into specks of light and retracted back into his body; the pressure that was enough to shock the entire audience also disappeared without a trace.

"You just said to let me attack first. If I didn't show some real skills, wouldn't that be not giving you enough Face?" Qin Feng smiled and patted the dust off his hands.

Snow Empress took two steps forward and stopped at a place less than a meter away from Qin Feng.

She looked Qin Feng up and down.

"You are indeed very strong. Given time, you will definitely be able to stand at the very Peak of the Douluo Continent." Snow Empress's tone was flat, stating a fact.

"We are not enemies, why must we determine who is superior?" Qin Feng leaned closer, raised his hand, and naturally flicked off a snowflake remaining on Snow Empress's shoulder.

"Next time we spar, if you lose, you must agree to do something for me."

Snow Empress looked at Qin Feng's Face, which was within reach, and did not avoid his actions: "What matter?"

"For example, serving me tea and pouring water." Qin Feng smiled.

Snow Empress glanced at him, did not answer, and turned to walk towards the edge of the training ground.

At this time, Bibi Dong, who was standing on the sidelines, had already recovered from her extreme shock.

A Titled Douluo!

He even possessed a hundred thousand year spirit ring!

Bibi Dong's fingers gripping the scepter turned slightly white. She glanced at the three Committee Members beside her who were also shocked to the point of sitting on the ground, and then stepped towards Qin Feng in the center of the field.

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy is truly full of hidden talents." Bibi Dong's voice spread throughout the audience. She was wearing the purple-gold Supreme Pontiff robe, her posture dignified and noble.

Qin Feng turned his head and looked at Bibi Dong who had walked up to him.

"Supreme Pontiff is too kind." Qin Feng stood in place, nodded slightly, and did not perform a grand salute.

Bai Baoshan had just climbed up from the ground and wanted to speak up to remind Qin Feng to pay attention to etiquette, but upon second thought, Qin Feng was now a genuine Titled Douluo, and even when facing the Supreme Pontiff, he had the qualification not to kneel, so he swallowed his words back.

Bibi Dong's gaze fell on Qin Feng's Face, and the two looked at each other.

Looking at Qin Feng's young and handsome Face, the words in the diary instantly popped into Bibi Dong's mind.

The charm of a married woman... pinned to the ground...

Bibi Dong's breathing became erratic for a moment.

She forcibly steadied her mind, maintained the dignity of the Supreme Pontiff, and said: "You reached the realm of Titled Douluo at such a young age; you are truly a rare Genius in the continent. Spirit Hall needs talent like you. Are you interested in coming to Spirit City?"

Qin Feng took half a step forward, directly narrowing the distance with Bibi Dong.

"Spirit City is too far. I am used to being lazy and still feel that Heaven Dou City is more comfortable." Qin Feng looked at Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes, a smile on his lips. "Besides, the Supreme Pontiff is very busy. If I go to Spirit City, will you have time to guide me personally?"

Bibi Dong heard the teasing in Qin Feng's words.

This kid clearly wrote so many obscene thoughts in his diary, and now, in front of so many people, he actually dares to test her!

"Spirit Hall has many Elders. If you are willing to come, you will naturally receive the best resource allocation." Bibi Dong replied in a flat tone.

"Then forget it, I only want the Supreme Pontiff to guide me personally." Qin Feng shrugged.

Bibi Dong shifted her gaze and stopped looking at Qin Feng's eyes: "We shall discuss this later."

Qin Feng's thoughts moved slightly, and the black diary in his mind opened.

【This woman Bibi Dong is quite good at pretending. Clearly, the look in her eyes just now was unnatural.】

【However, looking at her up close, this Supreme Pontiff robe outlines her figure really well, especially that waistline, so slender and graspable. I wonder if it's as soft as it looks if I really touch it.】

【If I could touch this Supreme Pontiff's waist while she is guiding me to Cultivate, then going to Spirit Hall would be no problem at all.】

Bibi Dong, who had just turned around to leave, paused abruptly.

A distinct blush instantly climbed onto her cheeks, and even her fair neck flushed a layer of pink.

She gritted her teeth, forcibly suppressing the urge to turn around and smash her scepter on Qin Feng's head, and quickened her pace to leave.

Qian Renxue, who was not far behind Bibi Dong, watched Bibi Dong walk away with a flushed Face and sneered in her heart.

"Shameless old woman, reading a man's diary until she's in heat!" Qian Renxue cursed in her heart.

Qin Feng watched Bibi Dong's slightly flustered back, feeling a secret thrill.

"Qin Feng!" Dugu Yan rushed over directly from the sidelines, grabbed Qin Feng's arm, and pressed her full chest tightly against his arm.

"You were so cool just now! Nine spirit rings! You actually kept even me in the dark!"

Dugu Yan looked up, her eyes full of undisguised admiration. She shook Qin Feng's arm vigorously, wishing she could hang on him.

Qin Feng took the opportunity to pinch Dugu Yan's cheek: "If I told you in advance, what surprise would there be?"

Ye Lingling also walked over quickly. She held a clean towel in her hand, walked to Qin Feng, stood on tiptoe, and gently wiped the sweat that didn't actually exist on Qin Feng's forehead.

"That pressure just now was so strong, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Ye Lingling's voice was very soft, her watery eyes full of concern.

"What could be wrong with me?"

Qin Feng reached out and put his arm around Ye Lingling's shoulder, pulling her into his arms as well.

With the fiery Dugu Yan on the left and the gentle Ye Lingling on the right, the tips of his nose lingering with the distinct fragrances of the two girls, Qin Feng felt that this life of a Titled Douluo was indeed comfortable.

"My grandfather was watching from the back mountain just now." Dugu Yan leaned into Qin Feng's arms and looked up at him. "Once your nine spirit rings were revealed, I guess the old man is probably hiding in the tree doubting life right now."

Qin Feng glanced at the direction of the back mountain, naturally knowing that Dugu Bo was there.

"Let's go, back to the dormitory to rest for a while." Qin Feng patted Dugu Yan's waist and led the two girls towards the dormitory area.

Returning to Qin Feng's exclusive dormitory.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a fresh fragrance of tea rushed towards them.

Ah Yin was wearing that semi-transparent green gauze dress, kneeling on the tea table brewing tea. Seeing Qin Feng return, she immediately put down the tea set in her hand and stood up to greet him.

"Master is back."

Ah Yin walked to Qin Feng, very naturally took off his outer long robe, and hung it on the clothes rack nearby.

Qin Feng walked to the large leather sofa and sat down, leaning back and stretching his body.

Ah Yin brought a cup of freshly brewed hot tea, walked to the sofa, and knelt directly on both knees beside Qin Feng's legs, handing the tea to his lips.

"Master, drink tea."

Qin Feng took a sip from Ah Yin's hand, then reached out and patted his thighs.

Ah Yin immediately understood. She put down the teacup, leaned forward, moved Qin Feng's legs onto her own thighs, and then extended her fair and tender hands to start massaging Qin Feng's calf muscles.

Dugu Yan sat down on the sofa right next to Qin Feng. She picked up a peeled grape from the fruit plate on the table and fed it directly to Qin Feng's mouth.

"Ah—" Dugu Yan dragged out the sound, as if coaxing a child.

Qin Feng opened his mouth to bite the grape, his lips inadvertently brushing against Dugu Yan's fingers.

Dugu Yan not only did not dodge, but instead took the opportunity to gently wipe her finger across Qin Feng's lips, her eyes full of sultry charm.

Ye Lingling did not fight for a position; she walked silently behind the sofa, placed her hands on Qin Feng's temples, and gently rubbed his head with her fingertips in circles.

The room was very quiet, with only the subtle friction sounds from Ah Yin's massage.

"Ah Yin, your skills are getting better and better." Qin Feng felt the strength coming from his legs and praised her.

Ah Yin raised her head and gave Qin Feng a sweet smile: "As long as Master likes it, Ah Yin will massage for Master every day."

"How is massaging just the legs enough?" Dugu Yan leaned into Qin Feng's ear, breathing like an orchid, "Qin Feng, I can massage you too. I learned a few acupoint techniques from Lingling, they are very accurate."

Saying that, Dugu Yan's hands placed directly on Qin Feng's waist and pinched it twice, neither too light nor too heavy.

Qin Feng grabbed Dugu Yan's hand and pulled her into his arms.

Dugu Yan exclaimed and sat directly across Qin Feng's lap, her hands instinctively wrapping around his neck.

"This isn't identifying acupoints; you are starting a fire."

Qin Feng looked at Dugu Yan, who was close at hand, and his palm naturally fell on her slender and soft waist.

Dugu Yan's cheeks flushed. She not only didn't struggle, but instead pressed her body tighter, resting her chin on Qin Feng's shoulder, and whispered: "Then do you want to put out the fire?"

Ye Lingling, standing behind the sofa, saw this scene, and her Face turned red to the roots of her ears.

She lowered her head, but her hands didn't stop, though the massage force became a little stronger.

Qin Feng opened the interface of the diary message board.

【This life is the only one worth living.】

【Ah Yin is kneeling on the ground massaging my legs; the neckline of that green gauze dress is open just right, and the scenery is fully visible. Lingling is massaging my head behind me, her little hands are soft.】

【The most deadly thing is Yan Yan, sitting directly across my lap, her waist as soft as if she had no bones, and she's whispering things in my ear that make it hard to hold back.】

【If this were any other man, I'm afraid he would have been taken down by this battle formation long ago.】

【I'm really curious what that high and mighty Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall is doing right now? Is she still thinking about me touching her waist just now? To be honest, if the Supreme Pontiff could also sit on my lap and feed me grapes like Yan Yan, that scene would definitely be more exciting than it is now.】

The diary content had just been updated, and the message board instantly exploded.

【Poison Fairy】: Qin Feng is right in my arms! His hand is currently on my waist!

【Purest Fox】: Dugu Yan, you are shameless! Get off my Master's lap!

【Little Witch】: Qin Feng, you are biased! When are you coming to play with me? The grapes of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School are much sweeter than those of Heaven Dou Royal Academy! If you come, I will feed you too!

【My Cat is White and Big】: Come see me tonight. I just learned a set of massage techniques that are guaranteed to be more comfortable than Dugu Yan's pinching.

【I Have No Mother】: I am standing next to the Supreme Pontiff right now. She just glanced at the diary, her Face is as red as a monkey's butt, and she is currently making an excuse to go out for some air. She is definitely fantasizing about feeding Qin Feng grapes!

【Supreme Pontiff】: You shut up! Who is fantasizing!

【Poison Fairy】: Oh my, the Supreme Pontiff is anxious. It's a pity you can see it but can't touch it; Qin Feng is currently surrounded by the three of us.

【Bunny is the Cutest】: Brother Qin Feng, Xiao Wu also wants to massage your legs...

【My son is not a bastard】: Master is very comfortable right now, everyone stop arguing, it affects Master's rest.

"What are you laughing at?" Dugu Yan sat on Qin Feng's lap and reached out to poke his chest.

"Nothing." Qin Feng's hand moved down along Dugu Yan's waistline and stopped at that amazing curve.

Dugu Yan's body trembled slightly, and her eyes became completely blurred.

She leaned over and kissed Qin Feng on the side of his Face.

"Qin Feng." Dugu Yan's voice was soft.

Ah Yin, who was kneeling by his legs, raised her head and softly reminded: "Yan Yan, Master just finished fighting and needs a good rest, don't press on Master."

Dugu Yan turned her head and gave Ah Yin a disgruntled look: "What do you know? I am helping him relax. Besides, I am pressing on him, he should be happy, right, Qin Feng?"

Qin Feng smiled and slapped Dugu Yan on her pert area: "Alright, stop messing around. It's too crowded on the sofa, go to the inner room."

Dugu Yan immediately stood up from Qin Feng's lap, took his hand, and walked to the bedroom.

"I will help you undress." Dugu Yan was very proactive.

Ye Lingling picked up the cold tea on the table and followed behind with a red Face: "I'll go change a basin of hot water, I'll soak your feet in a while."

Ah Yin also picked up a delicate small porcelain bottle on the tea table: "Master, I'll go get the essential oil for your back massage."

Qin Feng followed Dugu Yan into the bedroom.

The bed in the bedroom was very large, covered with soft silk sheets.

Qin Feng sat directly on the edge of the bed. Dugu Yan knelt half-kneeling in front of him, very skillfully unbuttoning his coat and taking off his clothes one by one, leaving only a pair of loose trousers.

Qin Feng's strong and well-proportioned upper body was exposed to the air, his muscle lines could be called perfect.

Dugu Yan looked at Qin Feng's chest, swallowed, and reached out to touch it twice: "So firm."

Qin Feng turned over and lay directly on the large bed.

Ah Yin came over with the essential oil bottle. She knelt by the bed, poured a few drops of essential oil that emitted a plant fragrance into her palm. She rubbed her hands together, used the warmth of her palms to melt the essential oil, and then covered Qin Feng's broad back with her hands.

Ah Yin's technique was extremely professional, pushing from the shoulders to the waist, with even and penetrating force.

"Master, is this pressure okay?" Ah Yin asked softly.

"Just right." Qin Feng closed his eyes and let out a comfortable breath.