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Chapter 258: Overtime

Zhang Lexuan sat up in a daze. As she moved, the quilt slowly slid down her perfect body, instantly revealing enviably smooth and delicate skin.

However, even more eye-catching were the marks on her body, telling of Lu Jingming's exploits last night.

Clearly, as Lu Jingming had said last night, he had indeed been somewhat rough.

Zhang Lexuan gently stretched, her movements graceful and relaxed. She looked down at Lu Jingming's handiwork on her body, then felt the discomfort coming from her body. She couldn't help but frown slightly, then rolled her eyes beautifully at Lu Jingming, who had also just opened his eyes.

"Xiao Ming, you went too far. I thought I was going to die!"

Zhang Lexuan said coquettishly, her tone full of spoiled affection, like a little girl complaining to her beloved.

Her voice was soft and coy, with a hint of laziness and reproach, making one's heart ripple upon hearing it.

Seeing Zhang Lexuan like this, Lu Jingming couldn't help but find it funny. He immediately sat up and gently pulled Zhang Lexuan into his arms. Then he lightly kissed her rosy cheek, a doting smile on his face as he teased, "It's my fault for being too rough. But I didn't expect Sister Lexuan to be so weak! I hadn't even gotten serious yet and you were already waving the white flag."

Hearing Lu Jingming say this, Zhang Lexuan's eyes instantly widened, filled with shame and anger.

She never imagined Lu Jingming would speak so bluntly. She had indeed been somewhat embarrassing last night. After all, she usually maintained a mature and steady image. Having such things mentioned made her feel like she couldn't save face.

She had always maintained a cool, ethereal, mature and steady image. Now being teased like this by Lu Jingming really made her feel awkward.

Thinking of Zhang Lexuan begging for mercy multiple times last night, Lu Jingming couldn't help but want to laugh.

He never expected that Zhang Lexuan, who usually appeared so cool and otherworldly, would be so weak in bed. She was simply a little pushover.

"You're so bad. You're not allowed to come find me for a week- no, three days!"

Zhang Lexuan was so angry she was almost at a loss for words. She clenched her delicate fist and lightly hit Lu Jingming's chest a couple times, as if venting her dissatisfaction. At the same time, she issued a threat, trying to make Lu Jingming realize his mistake.

Seeing Zhang Lexuan's girlish demeanor, Lu Jingming found it refreshingly novel.

He had only seen Zhang Lexuan like this a few times when they were children.

After all, Zhang Lexuan had always been too mature and steady, even precociously so to a heartbreaking degree. She rarely showed this soft and coy girlish side in daily life.

"Alright, I'll let you rest for three days."

Lu Jingming said with a grin. He understood that Zhang Lexuan's combat power was indeed worryingly low, so it was better to give her more rest time. After all, last night's frenzy had taken quite a toll on her.

After this bout of flirting and bickering, Lu Jingming gently carried Zhang Lexuan into the bathroom.

Last night's top battle had left both of them sweaty. The sweat had soaked their skin, leaving them not only sticky but also with an unpleasant odor. If they didn't wash thoroughly, they really couldn't go out.

Lu Jingming gently reached out to turn on the shower head. Instantly, warm water flowed like fine rain, sprinkling onto their bodies.

The warm water seemed to carry a magical power, making both of them let out a relaxed sigh, as if all fatigue dissipated with the water in that moment.

Zhang Lexuan's body was soft and weak from last night's exertions. She had almost no strength and could only lean lightly against Lu Jingming, completely entrusting her body to him.

She raised her head slightly, looking at Lu Jingming who was carefully washing her body. Suddenly, a strange and shy thought popped into her mind.

This thought was so incomprehensible even to herself that as soon as it appeared, she was so embarrassed she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Xiao Ming.

Were you satisfied last night?

At least she herself was quite satisfied. No, she should say extremely satisfied.

Last night she had truly experienced Lu Jingming's powerful combat strength. However, thinking back on her own performance, she felt it left much to be desired. She couldn't help but worry that she hadn't been able to fully satisfy Lu Jingming.

A truly passionate intimate battle should be like Lu Jingming and Yae Miko's, where both sides are closely matched in strength, allowing them to fully enjoy themselves.

But her performance last night really left much to be desired.

If Zhang Lexuan's current thoughts could be summed up in one sentence, it would be: I'm so sorry, Lord Lu Jingming, for not allowing you to use your full strength.

"Last night I..."

Zhang Lexuan's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to last night, remembering how she had clung to Lu Jingming's neck and whispered those blatantly embarrassing words in his ear. Her face instantly flushed bright red, like a ripe apple, burning hot.

She instinctively covered her face tightly with both hands, trying to hide this indescribable shyness.

"How many embarrassing things did I say?!"

Zhang Lexuan lamented inwardly, her voice soft but full of bashfulness.

Seeing Zhang Lexuan covering her face in embarrassment, about to turn into a steaming mess, Lu Jingming found it both amusing and incredibly cute.

This cuteness was completely different from her usual cool and mature aura, creating a strong contrast, yet somehow harmonious.

But this version of Zhang Lexuan was undoubtedly like a flame, instantly igniting the fire in Lu Jingming's heart.

Men are naturally more aroused in the morning. Add to that the fact that he hadn't fully satisfied his desires last night, and now seeing Zhang Lexuan's adorably shy expression, how could Lu Jingming resist?

So in this morning bathroom, Zhang Lexuan experienced many firsts in her life.

For the first time, she spent a long while on the marble countertop in a very special position.

It was also then that she first truly understood how kneeling on tile floors for a long time would leave red marks on the knees. Those marks were clearly visible, as if reminding her of everything she had just experienced.

After an overtime match, Lu Jingming was very satisfied. He left Zhang Lexuan's room feeling refreshed and energized.

Though Zhang Lexuan was weak, she was obedient and could fulfill any request.

….

Now, St. Freya Academy, though still slightly inferior in fame compared to the renowned Shrek Academy, has undoubtedly secured its place among the top academies on the Douluo Continent.

In recent years, St. Freya Academy has attracted students from all over the world to apply. With more and more students joining, the academy's popularity has soared.

The reason St. Freya Academy is so favored is largely due to its comprehensive and top-notch training facilities and generous living conditions.

The academy's dormitory conditions are first-class. Though laid out as multi-person rooms, they are equipped with private bedrooms.

The academy cafeteria is even more unique. Not only is it spacious and bright with ample seating, but it also offers customized meal services.

Students can customize delicious meals according to their taste preferences and nutritional needs, satisfying various dietary requirements.

In terms of training facilities, St. Freya Academy spares no effort.

Advanced training grounds and precious training resources are all available. The holographic strategy system is especially popular among students who enjoy combat.

Additionally, the leisure areas in the academy are exquisitely arranged and picturesque. Whether it's the tranquil gardens, clear lakes, or the scattered pavilions and terraces, they allow students to fully enjoy moments of peace and comfort amidst intense study and training.

It's no exaggeration to say that in terms of overall enjoyment, St. Freya Academy has surpassed all other academies on the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 259: Hoshimi Miyabi

All the enviable perks at St. Freya Academy stemmed from Lu Jingming's proposal.

Back in his previous life as a student, Lu Jingming had had his fill of eight people crammed into a tiny dorm, sweltering summers without air conditioning, and nothing to do but endure the heat and sweat. The bathrooms meant queues, and the cafeteria food was hard to stomach—memories etched deep.

That experience taught him how crucial a good learning and living environment is for students.

So for his own St. Freya Academy, he pushed every amenity to the limit.

With his current wealth, such investments were hardly difficult.

He understood well: treat students well, let them spend rich, comfortable years at the academy, and once they graduate, they'll remember that kindness—and be more likely to choose to serve him in the future.

And Lu Jingming had always been lavish, never stingy, toward those willing to risk their lives for him.

Only by treating others sincerely can one earn their loyalty and devotion.

In cultivating students, he spared no expense, elevating every condition—study, cultivation, combat, daily life, and the environment—to the extreme.

This series of measures became one of the key reasons St. Freya Academy rose to the ranks of the continent's top academies in less than ten years.

Of course, back-to-back championships in the All-Continent Advanced Academies' Soul Dueling Tournament were powerful proof of St. Freya's strength and a major reason it drew so much attention.

After all, in a world where martial-soul strength reigns supreme, what soul masters value most is the raw power an academy can display.

Backed by the mighty Haiyuan City and possessing formidable strength, St. Freya naturally became the dream destination for countless soul master students.

At this moment, in the academy's vast live-combat training field, a fierce battle was in full swing.

Hundreds of students ringed the arena, eyes locked on the center, utterly drawn in.

Frost-white sword aura crisscrossed, etching the ground with traces like blooming ice-flowers.

A petite, black-haired, fox-eared girl wielded a tachi, her movements light and agile, flickering into afterimages.

The tachi in her hands carved gorgeous arcs through the air. Exquisite sword arts flowed from her as naturally as drifting clouds and running water.

Windblossom, Frostmoon, Deepsnow, Flightsnow—she unleashed them without reserve, each move packed with power and masterful technique.

Because the opponent before her warranted her full strength—there was no room for the slightest laxity.

Watching from the side, Ji Juechen's eyes were round, unblinking, fixed on the girl in the arena, brimming with awe.

Her exquisite swordplay shook him to the core.

Though her weapon differed from his, he could clearly feel it was indeed a form of swordsmanship—one unlike any he had seen before, utterly different from the style Jingliu had taught him.

Even so, there was no doubt: the girl's attainment in the sword was above his. Perhaps she fell short of Jingliu, but on the entire Douluo Continent she would absolutely count as ceiling-tier.

Her opponent was likewise a formidable, tall, blonde girl.

She held a white knight's lance whose tip flashed coldly. Faced with the black-haired girl's fierce, frost-white sword aura, she showed no fear, breaking it all without missing a strand.

In her hands the lance seemed weightless; each sweep raised a biting airflow that whirled like a cyclone.

The two girls were not only powerful but stunning, each with her own unique charm.

The black-haired, fox-eared girl exuded a cold, mysterious air, while the tall blonde radiated valiant heroism. Their thrilling duel captured most of the students' attention, drawing more and more onlookers by the minute.

Just then, drawn by the lively scene, Lu Jingming strolled to the edge of the training field.

Seeing the two girls locked in combat, he wore an unsurprised expression.

These two had engaged in high-intensity sparring more than once.

"Meng!" Lu Jingming walked straight over to Meng Hongchen, who was also present, casually letting his gaze flick to the Command Seals on her hand.

"Xiao Ming, you're here too!" Meng Hongchen turned in delight, looking at Lu Jingming with joy shining in her eyes.

She unhesitatingly wrapped both hands around his arm, a display of affection that drew envious looks from many students nearby.

No one dared intrude, however.

Meng Hongchen's beauty ranked among the very best in the academy and naturally drew attention from many students.

But the veteran students knew she had long since been spoken for: she was the academy's number-one genius and the girlfriend of Haiyuan City's lord, Lu Jingming.

New students might be fearless, but they would have to get past Xiao Hongchen first—never mind the gauntlet of Lu Jingming's loyal underlings.

After all, St. Freya Academy had reserve members of the Golden Guard and the Fatui.

They had all undergone stringent loyalty testing and fusion surgeries, their loyalty to Lu Jingming absolutely unshakeable.

In their eyes, Meng Hongchen was Lu Jingming's untouchable; others had no right to approach her—female students excepted.

Besides Meng Hongchen, Wang Qiu'er, Ye Guyi, and also Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo enjoyed the same treatment.

Because they were very close to Lu Jingming, the Golden Guard and Fatui reserves didn't care what their actual relationships were—only that they were close—so they would instinctively protect them.

"How are you getting along with Miss Miyabi?" Lu Jingming affectionately pinched Meng Hongchen's cheek, a gentle smile on his face as he asked softly.

"Miyabi's great—she just loves doing weird kinds of training. Like right now: a full-power fight with Durandal!"

Meng Hongchen pouted slightly, a little vexed.

After becoming a Master, the Servant she summoned—Hoshimi Miyabi—was powerful, easy to get along with, and highly compatible with her.

It was just that Hoshimi Miyabi was especially enthusiastic about all sorts of odd training regimens, which sometimes left Meng Hongchen at her wits' end.

Lu Jingming chuckled. Hoshimi Miyabi did indeed relish all kinds of strange training, which had a great deal to do with her childhood experiences.