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 simply struck in a standard fashion, pushing his velocity to its peak. Keeping a mental count, he managed around eleven strikes each second.

The pace, averaging under one strike every tenth of a second, doesn't outpace the eight-level Great Wild Wind once it gains full momentum. Yet, the pair differ at their core.

One delivers a single blow, whereas the other unleashes a barrage without pause. Evading a lone strike in a tenth of a second proves simple, but fending off an endless stream at that blistering rate is far more challenging.

Next, Wang Yue started channeling the purity of his true energy into each and every strike.

As his command over this method grew sharper, so too did the quickness of his assaults climb.

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

Slowly but surely, Wang Yue transformed into a raging tempest, whirling fiercely around the stone carved in human form. His palms wove a haze of afterimages, pummeling the rock like a relentless gale. The barrage of hits fused into a piercing hum that echoed sharply.

"So fast!" The four sisters observing from the side couldn't suppress their gasps of astonishment. Wang Yue's velocity was truly staggering. Beyond Wang Yalan and Wang Yaning, even Wang Xin’er—at the Guizhen Realm—found it impossible to track his movements.

A short time later, Wang Yue hit his breaking point.

By then, he unleashed fifty-two strikes per second, almost fivefold his starting rate.

Yet he pressed on without halting. He shifted focus to dialing back the true energy poured into each blow.

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

Still, cutting the true energy input weakens the force behind every hit. Should each strike merely graze like a feather, speed alone holds no value, no matter how intense.

Finding harmony among these elements becomes essential.

Superior martial arts shine because they boost true energy output while preserving strike velocity.

Wang Yue lacks such elite martial arts for now. Further slashing the true energy would surely sap the blows of real impact.

Since this was mere experimentation, though, he paid little heed to that drawback.

With true energy output waning, Wang Yue's strike pace surged ahead.

Dropping it to a third of its prior level, he at last hit one hundred strikes per second.

However, each hit's might also shrank to a third of before. Though his true energy stayed refined, allowing him to wield the same martial art far better than most, at one-third strength, it barely reached two-thirds the potency of a typical user's full effort. It amounted to little more than nothing.

After all, dispatching a feeble foe takes just a couple of taps.

A formidable rival, however, could struggle against his hundred strikes per second. What's more, those blows would scarcely sting upon contact.

Rather, his own true energy would drain away in a flash. He'd tire out long before felling the enemy.

Evidently, mastering potent martial arts remains the optimal path.

Employing a Tianjie martial art—boasting over ten times the force of a basic strike—instead of the Broken Jade Palm, which merely doubles ordinary power, would render his hundred strikes per second devastatingly potent.

Thus, Wang Yue resolved once more to seek out mighty martial arts by any means, ensuring his prowess held no glaring flaws.

Luckily, martial arts differ from cultivation methods. Though still vastly valuable, they fall within trading bounds. With clever approaches, acquiring them proves feasible.

"What do you think?"

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

"It's too fast! How did you do that?" Wang Yaning blurted out first. Though not as fixated on martial arts as Wang Yue, her spirited nature zeroed in on this aspect above all.

"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.