Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2054 - 383: Power and Speed 4

Initially, Wang Yue held back from tapping into the purity of his true energy. He launched straightforward assaults, pushing his velocity to the maximum. Silently keeping count, he managed around eleven strikes every second.

The overall pace of fewer than one strike per tenth of a second doesn't outpace the eight-level Great Wild Wind once it gains momentum. However, the pair differ in essence.

One consists of a single blow, whereas the other delivers nonstop strikes. Evading a lone assault in a tenth of a second proves simple, yet dodging a barrage at under one strike per tenth of a second turns challenging.

Next, Wang Yue started incorporating the purity of his true energy into each strike.

As his command over this method grew sharper, so did the velocity of his assaults.

Starting from eleven strikes per second, it steadily climbed to twenty strikes per second, then twenty-five, and onward to thirty strikes per second...

Soon enough, Wang Yue transformed into a fierce whirlwind, whirling swiftly around the humanoid stone. His palms wove endless afterimages, pummeling the rock like a raging tempest. The relentless barrage fused into a piercing hum.

"So fast!" The four sisters observing from the side couldn't suppress their astonishment, their mouths agape. Wang Yue's pace was incredibly swift. Beyond Wang Yalan and Wang Yaning, even Wang Xin’er in the Guizhen Realm struggled to track his movements.

After some time, Wang Yue hit his peak.

By then, he achieved fifty-two strikes per second, almost five times his starting rate.

Yet he pressed on, now experimenting with dialing back the true energy in each blow.

True energy mirrors the muscle power of a regular folk. When a normal individual dials down their force, their motions quicken. Warriors follow the same principle.

Still, lowering the true energy expenditure weakens every strike's impact. Should each hit merely graze the foe, speed alone renders it pointless, no matter the quickness.

Thus, striking the right equilibrium among these elements becomes essential.

The might of superior martial arts stems from boosting true energy output while preserving assault velocity.

Wang Yue lacks advanced martial arts for now. Further cutting true energy would surely sap the strikes' force.

Since this was mere experimentation, though, he needn't fret excessively.

With true energy output shrinking, Wang Yue's strike speed surged accordingly.

Dropping it to one-third of before, he at last hit one hundred strikes per second.

However, each strike's force also fell to one-third original. Though his true energy stayed pure, enabling more efficient use of martial techniques than average, at one-third it equated to just two-thirds the power of a standard user's version. It amounted to little use.

In truth, feeble foes fall to one or two hits easily.

A formidable rival, however, might barely block his hundred strikes per second. Plus, upon landing, the foe would sense scant hurt.

Meanwhile, his own true energy would deplete rapidly. He'd tire out before slaying the enemy.

Evidently, potent martial arts offer the solution.

Employing a Tianjie martial art, boasting over tenfold the might of a basic strike, rather than the Broken Jade Palm's mere double, would render his hundred strikes per second far deadlier.

Thus, Wang Yue resolved once more to secure mighty martial arts, ensuring his prowess held no flaws.

Luckily, martial arts diverge from cultivation methods. Though still vastly valuable, they remain tradable. With clever approaches, acquisition proves feasible.

"What do you think?"

Halting his training, Wang Yue turned to his sisters and inquired.

"It's too fast! How did you do that?" Wang Yaning blurted first. Though less fixated on martial arts than Wang Yue, her fiery spirit zeroed in on this aspect.

"I used purer vital energy and reduced the amount of vital energy used per move, thereby increasing the speed of my attacks. You can try it too," said Wang Yue.

"If you reduce the amount of vital energy used, won't the power become weaker?" Wang Yaning frowned.

"And increasing the purity of vital energy is even more difficult."

"Not really," said Wang Yue with a smile.

"Do you remember that set of techniques I taught you? It can not only quickly improve your cultivation level but also purify your vital energy. As long as we can master it successfully, everything will be fine." Wang Yalan asked, "Brother, just now you were able to make over a hundred attacks in one second. Is that your limit?"

Wang Yue shook his head.

"No, if I wanted to, I could do even faster."

"It’s not good for a man to be too fast," Wang Xiner suddenly laughed.

Wang Yue also laughed.

"Don’t you know whether I’m fast or not?" Wang Yaru covered her mouth and chuckled softly, while Wang Yalan and Wang Yaning took a moment to understand, then their faces turned red with embarrassment.

Was their brother really fast? It didn’t seem so.

That night, everyone took turns using their mouths to help him, and he only ejaculated twice. Later, during friction, it was still one against many...

Thinking about this, the two sisters couldn’t help but recall the sensations from the night before last: feeling his thick, long penis in their hands and mouths; feeling his tongue licking and sucking on their genitals; feeling his penis rubbing against them; and even the feeling of both sisters holding his penis together, pushing its tip into their mother’s vagina.

As they thought about it, they felt heat between their legs, as if something was flowing out. They quickly tightened their legs, not daring to think any further, so as not to embarrass themselves in public.

Especially Wang Yalan, who had a naturally moist constitution. In just a short moment, her underwear was already soaked through.

Fortunately, she was standing; otherwise, her outer clothes would have been wet too.

To prevent the situation from getting worse, Wang Yalan quickly said, "It’s almost noon. Where shall we go for lunch?" Wang Xiner said, "Let’s go to my place. I’ll immediately tell Sister Koko to prepare lunch."

The so-called Sister Koko was Lin Ke, Wang Xiner’s personal maid. She was older than Li Menglan, being twenty-five years old this year. She was very good at taking care of people and was highly trusted by Wang Xiner.

This lunch was different from ordinary lunches. Everyone knew what would happen after the meal, but to save face for their eldest and second sisters, no one mentioned it.

When the five of them arrived at Wang Xiner’s residence, Lin Ke had already prepared lunch.

As Wang Xiner had instructed, Lin Ke and the maids arranged the food and then left. So, when the five siblings arrived, they didn’t see anyone else.

After chasing and practicing for so long that morning, Wang Xiner and Wang Yaru were a little hungry. But instead of going straight to the delicious food on the table, they pulled Wang Yue down to sit in the living room.

"Aren’t you hungry?" Wang Yalan asked her sisters in surprise.

"Yes, we are, but we want to eat some snacks before the main meal," said Wang Xiner with a smile. Wang Yaru was even more direct. She untied Wang Yue’s belt, pulled down his pants, and took out his penis. She opened her mouth and took it in.

"Xiaoru, you’re being unfair!" Wang Xiner complained, but then she also lay down under her brother’s lap, not wanting to be outdone.

Wang Yaru didn’t keep it all for herself. Soon, she spat out the glans penis that was wet with her saliva and smiled at Wang Xiner.

Then, the young girls were polite enough not to take Wang Yue’s glans penis completely into their mouths. Instead, each of them started licking it slowly from the base upwards.

Occasionally, they would take half of the penis into their mouths and shake their heads, using their tender lips to rub it a few times.