At the same time, Instructor Lu Hu also recovered from his initial ecstasy.

With a beaming smile, he walked over to Fang Zhou and gently patted his shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement.

Then, Lu Hu turned and walked to the podium, ready to start today's lesson.

However, since the remarkable event of Fang Zhou's breakthrough had just occurred, the other students were still somewhat distracted and absent-minded. Their eyes occasionally fell on Fang Zhou standing at the very front, their minds still reeling in secret disbelief.

「...」

「At noon, after class.」

Fang Zhou hurried to the Undead Mage Research Group.

Instructor Su Xinyan had been waiting in the lab for quite a while. Last night, when she received Fang Zhou's declaration that he had won their bet, she was naturally incredulous, almost unable to believe her own eyes.

Therefore, today Fang Zhou was going to show Instructor Su Xinyan his prowess firsthand.

In the instructor's lounge, the moment Fang Zhou pushed the door open, Su Xinyan's gaze fell on him.

As she looked at Fang Zhou, whose aura had clearly grown much stronger, Su Xinyan's already fair face took on a new, captivating beauty. Her gorgeous eyes were filled with astonishment, while her heart churned with her own unwillingness to concede defeat.

"Do you see clearly now?"

Fang Zhou's triumphant voice was as eerie as an Enchanting Demon's, making her hair stand on end.

Su Xinyan's delicate body trembled from shock and dismay. She bit her red lip and asked, "This is impossible. You're too fast!"

"If Instructor Xinyan doesn't believe me, you can feel for yourself and see what's changed," Fang Zhou said teasingly, gesturing to himself.

Su Xinyan kept shaking her head, unwilling to believe what was right in front of her.

"Instructor Xinyan, what are you still struggling for? You can't go back on the bet you agreed to. And now? Just listen to me. That way, you're happy, I'm happy, everyone's happy. Isn't that perfect?"

Looking at Su Xinyan's dazed expression, Fang Zhou grew impatient and reached out to turn her delicate head to face him. He massaged her temples, pulling her gently toward him.

He leaned sideways to embrace the beauty's fragrant shoulder, lightly kneading her exquisite collarbone. His other large hand continuously massaged her luminous moons.

A soft, delicate body.

A fiery, hard chest.

The friction and collision of these two distinctly different sensations made Fang Zhou's mood grow increasingly fervent.

Su Xinyan, however, remained impassive, staring ahead with empty eyes. The only effect of the constant stimulation was the deepening flush on her lovely face.

Fang Zhou spread his legs and leaned back against the sofa, freeing his hands. His fiery, powerful arms massaged Su Xinyan back and forth, tracing her fair cheeks and delicate nose, before his hand finally came to rest, roving between her smooth, bright moons.

"Relax a little," Fang Zhou said in a deep, extremely domineering tone.

"SLAP!"

Seeing Su Xinyan unresponsive, Fang Zhou waved his hand and delivered a light slap to her peach petal. Then, he closed his eyes in satisfaction, enjoying her fragrant, sweat-drenched body.

Being massaged so forcefully, Su Xinyan's breathing gradually became ragged. Beads of warm sweat trickled down, flowing slowly along her fair skin.

After about five minutes, Fang Zhou decided to change his approach.

He helped the beautiful instructor sit up straight, then stood up himself. Putting the force of his entire body into it, he began a high-frequency massage.

"What's wrong with you!" Su Xinyan could no longer maintain her facade of calmness.

But at this point, Fang Zhou wasn't about to give up.

Waves of force struck her again and again.

Numb, Su Xinyan's lips parted. Her lovely face was flushed, and her fair, delicate body was drenched with dripping, fragrant sweat.

Fang Zhou let out a sigh.

"Heh, don't be afraid. You'll get used to it. You'll even grow to love this feeling."

Fang Zhou looked down at the somewhat stunned Su Xinyan, gently patting her cheek. He had always been fond of her exquisitely sculpted face. The visual contrast between his rough hands and her fair skin made his heart surge.

As if reborn, Su Xinyan gasped for several ragged breaths. She raised her head to glance bashfully at Fang Zhou, then had no choice but to submit to her young apprentice's rhythm.

Fang Zhou grasped Su Xinyan's head again, beginning another round of rough massage. Blushing deeply, Su Xinyan endured his repeated ministrations, whether light or heavy. Overcome with shame, she could only close her eyes and welcome the impending storm.

Fang Zhou pushed Su Xinyan down onto the sofa, then lifted his pride and joy. He folded her delicate body in half, causing her peach petal, glistening with a thin layer of sweat, to peek over the edge of the sofa.

Su Xinyan's large, moist eyes remained open, her silvery teeth clenched tightly.

"You're very smug, aren't you?"

Hearing this, Fang Zhou smiled. He knew this was her silent protest. But he paid his instructor no mind. He immediately began massaging her with force.

Under Fang Zhou's merciless assault, Su Xinyan trembled like a flower in a storm, her small, tender feet pressing helplessly against his shoulders. Her full, luminous moons swayed unstably with the intense rhythm.

This massage session from Fang Zhou lasted for nearly half an hour.

After a long while, Su Xinyan looked as captivating as a delicate flower reflected in water. Fang Zhou, who was coming to understand his instructor more and more, was already navigating a familiar path. It was as if she were floating above the clouds, unable to calm down for a long time.

Feeling refreshed and invigorated, Fang Zhou looked down at her. "Is that all you can manage? Heh. When you made that bet with me, did you ever imagine I would break the record so quickly?"

Su Xinyan's resistance was met only with Fang Zhou's ruthless critical hit. Her heart was filled with shame and sorrow, yet she was powerless against her young apprentice.

Fang Zhou patted Su Xinyan's cheek, then pinched her slim waist and pulled her up. Her chest ached from the pressure, forcing her to follow his grip and raise her body. Her beautiful eyes, tinged with shame and grief, looked up at Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou had been truly too wild today. Yet, she had also genuinely felt the intense pleasure mixed in with the pain. The sensation left her feeling utterly mortified and, at the same time, terribly frightened.

"Come on, let's go to the bed. We'll continue relaxing you there."

Fang Zhou carried Su Xinyan and walked toward the bed in the lounge. Su Xinyan could only reluctantly wrap her arms around her young apprentice's neck, burying her flushed, sweat-dampened face deep into his firm chest.

The bright midday sun poured through a gap in the thick curtains. It fell onto the floor, becoming the only glaring sliver of white light in the dim room. To Su Xinyan, this afternoon's experience was like the most beautiful Nightmare, continually devouring all her previous aloofness and pride.

Fang Zhou frantically massaged Su Xinyan's fair, delicate body, reaching a state of inexhaustible pleasure.

Throughout the noon, a disoriented Su Xinyan continuously alternated between states of pleasure and pain. Even though he had initially intended to be gentle with this delicate beauty, his heart seethed with passion from his breakthrough, and he ended up putting Su Xinyan through several rounds of 'massage'.

The thick curtains firmly blocked the light from outside, as if to isolate the intoxicating scenery within the dim room from the rest of the world.

Fang Zhou lay on the bed drenched in sweat, embracing Su Xinyan's supple body. She rested weakly on his chest, where her soft moons were pressed against him, creating an enticing total lunar eclipse. Her two long, slender legs straddled his body.

Fang Zhou was enjoying himself immensely, and there was nothing Su Xinyan could do about it. He had never expected that this aloof, strong-willed beauty who loved long skirts and stockings would become so compliant after he had massaged her a few times.

As for Su Xinyan, despite her boundless shame, she could only be at his mercy. In this temporarily sealed room, any resistance was futile. She just hoped for Fang Zhou to leave and end this massage experience that she found herself unable to tear herself away from.

Su Xinyan buried her face deep in the pillow, her jade-like arms lying limp at her sides. Every thrust brought her a strange pleasure mingled with pain, and she couldn't help but let out husky moans.

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