Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 450 – I Didn’t Expect You to Have Such a Perverted Kink

Zhu Yan stared at Lu Yuan.

What she hated most was the flippant attitude this man always put on.

If they were going to fight, then fight—why was he standing there grinning?

“Enough talk.”

Zhu Yan didn’t pause.

The Golden Dragon Bloodline within her was forcibly awakened.

The dragon horns on either side of her forehead blazed with a piercing dark-gold light, and the air around her began to warp and distort.

The ground beneath her feet caved into another deep crater, debris and gravel spraying outward.

This time, her speed was more than a notch faster.

The air was forcibly split apart, producing a series of explosive cracks as a sonic boom cloud burst behind her.

Lu Yuan let out a strange yelp.

White light flared beneath his feet as he narrowly slid two meters out of the way.

Zhu Yan’s fist struck empty air, and she smoothly transitioned into a side kick.

Her long leg whipped up a gale, carving a trench through the spot where Lu Yuan had just stood, sending marble fragments flying over a dozen meters away.

Lu Yuan could only keep running.

“Hey now, sis, no need to go this hard, is there?”

Lu Yuan stopped a few dozen meters away, spreading his hands with that same infuriating grin plastered on his face.

Zhu Yan turned and charged again.

As she fought, she spoke.

Her voice was heavy, each word bitten off.

“What I hate most is people like you!”

Zhu Yan threw a punch straight at Lu Yuan’s face.

He leaned back to dodge, a few strands of hair sheared off by the force of her fist, drifting to the ground.

“Blessed with unparalleled talent! And yet you refuse to strive for anything! Just lazing around all day!”

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Zhu Yan threw three consecutive punches.

All of them were evaded by Lu Yuan using the most awkward, contorted postures imaginable.

His body moved like a white phantom, leaping and weaving through the rubble.

Lu Yuan kept talking as he ran.

“Be reasonable here! How exactly am I not striving for anything?”

Zhu Yan stopped, grabbing a broken stone pillar weighing over a hundred jin with both hands, veins bulging along her arms.

“That’s just your luck!”

Zhu Yan charged forward with the pillar, her golden hair whipping wildly behind her.

“You have no idea how much effort people with ordinary talent have to put in just to keep up with the likes of you! How much blood they have to shed! How many failures they have to endure!”

Her voice carried a suppressed anger and resentment that had been building for a long time.

The stone pillar was cleaved in two by Lu Yuan’s Light Blade.

The moment Lu Yuan landed, Zhu Yan’s fist was already there.

The force of her punch grazed past the tip of his nose, and he could feel the searing heat of Dragon Clan power radiating from her fist.

Lu Yuan was sent flying by the sheer force of the impact.

He spun twice in the air before barely managing to stabilize himself, landing with his feet skidding two long trails across the ground.

He rubbed his sore cheek.

“Look here, sis, what you’re saying doesn’t add up.”

Lu Yuan pointed at her, then gestured at the Black Palace plaza around them, which had been smashed to pieces.

“You keep saying your talent is ordinary, but look at this destructive power of yours. You’re chasing me—a peak sixth-rank—around right now, and I’m about to be beaten to death, you know that? Are you sure you’re not just showing off?”

Zhu Yan gritted her teeth.

“Shut up!”

The light of her dragon horns blazed even brighter, and dark-gold scales spread from her neck down to her arms.

“Do you think I wanted to become like this?”

Zhu Yan’s voice dropped, tinged with a hint of self-mockery.

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“Do you know how many lives this power cost? The comrades who entered the laboratory with me—one by one, they turned into monsters right before my eyes… I was just lucky enough to survive.”

Lu Yuan’s smile faded somewhat.

He looked at Zhu Yan, truly looking at this woman for the first time.

Golden dragon horns, dark-gold scales, the power of a peak seventh-rank.

But in her eyes were hidden countless days and nights of training, countless brushes with death, and the sacrifices of countless comrades.

“Fine, fine, you’re the hardest worker.”

Lu Yuan began circling through the rubble.

He decided to use a stalling tactic to burn through the remaining time.

While dodging Zhu Yan’s relentless attacks, he still had to keep his tone placating.

“We’re all going to be eating from the same pot under Big Sister Lei from now on. We’ll see each other every day. You ought to tone down that temper of yours—no need to go for the kill every time.”

After dodging a knee strike, Lu Yuan muttered to himself.

Women were truly the most troublesome creatures in the world.

Big Sister Lei usually seemed lazy and carefree, but when her mischievous side came out, she was absolutely lethal.

And now this girl Zhu Yan was even more extreme—she’d start fighting for her life mid-conversation.

About a hundred meters from the battlefield.

Wang Shan crouched behind a half-destroyed blast wall.

He clutched his head with both hands, gulping nervously as he watched the titanic clash ahead.

That woman with the dragon horns was going at her own teammate even harder than she’d gone at the Dragon Clan earlier.

Every move was aimed at breaking bones.

And that guy Lu Yuan—he was only at the peak of Level Six, yet he was holding out this long against a peak Level Seven beating. His speed was simply absurd.

Wang Shan shrank his neck, silently vowing to himself.

From now on, in this team, he absolutely could not provoke either of these two living legends.

Time ticked by, second after second.

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Lu Yuan weaved between two broken pillars.

His breathing was growing rapid, and fine beads of sweat were forming on his forehead.

Continuous high-intensity evasion was starting to take its toll, even for a Light-attribute Ability User.

He made a sharp stop-and-turn, trying to create distance.

His jacket flapped violently in the wind.

A ball of flesh-colored fabric fell from his pocket.

It landed on the dust-covered marble floor.

Lu Yuan glanced down.

His heart skipped a beat.

Damn it.

Zhu Yan stopped moving as well.

Her gaze landed on that ball of fabric.

It was a pair of flesh-colored pantyhose.

They were covered in dust, with holes torn at the toes and knees.

The atmosphere on the battlefield shifted.

Zhu Yan looked up.

Her eyes moved from the pantyhose on the ground to Lu Yuan’s face.

Her expression was one of undisguised shock.

“Didn’t think you had such a perverted hobby.”

Zhu Yan spoke coldly.

The smile on Lu Yuan’s face froze.

He frantically waved his hands.

“Hey, hey, hey! You can eat whatever you want, but you can’t just say whatever you want! There’s no way a real man like me would wear something like this!”

Zhu Yan pointed at the ground.

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“That thing fell out of your pocket. Caught red-handed, and you’re still trying to deny it?”

Lu Yuan was hopping with anxiety.

“It really isn’t mine!”

Zhu Yan shot back.

“Then whose is it?”

Lu Yuan hesitated.

He knew this explanation would sound ridiculous, but he couldn’t think of a better excuse.

“These pantyhose belong to Big Sister Lei.”

Lu Yuan scratched his head, his tone tinged with guilt.

“I found them in the rubble when I was cleaning up the mess at the Capital Base before.”

Zhu Yan furrowed her brow.

She clearly didn’t believe such an absurd excuse.

“You went to the ruins to pick up dirty clothes that Lei Jie threw away?”

Zhu Yan’s gaze at Lu Yuan grew even more contemptuous.

“Not just a pervert—a disgusting one at that.”

“What do you know!” Lu Yuan was hopping mad, pointing at the flesh-colored fabric on the ground and shouting. “This is a genuine treasure! A treasure that can boost your strength!”

Zhu Yan’s eyelid twitched twice.

A treasure?

A pair of tattered pantyhose with holes in them, covered in dust.

Boost your strength?

“Lu Yuan.” Zhu Yan spoke, biting off each word. “You’re not just a pervert—you’ve got something wrong in your head.”

“I’m not lying to you!” Lu Yuan stepped forward, desperate to prove himself.

“You just joined our team, so you wouldn’t know! Zhou Ming told me himself! The items that the boss lady keeps close to her body—especially the clothes she’s worn—are packed with Life Aura so dense it’s terrifying! As long as you carry one on you, your meridians get continuously nourished! It works even better than swallowing Crystals!”