You won't know until you become a girl: combing your hair is such a time-consuming task!
Since this was the first time she had tidied up her hair after the gender transition, Wang Xiaole, who woke up at nine o'clock, spent two hours just to fix her hair that had been messed up during sleep.
Wang Xiaole still remembers clearly:
After becoming a girl last time, her hair was only slightly past her shoulders in length;
But now, that thick and long black hair reaches almost to her waist, growing at an astonishing rate.
And compared to the impact of her hair, the real inconvenience comes from another part.
Compared to when she was still a boy yesterday, the current Wang Xiaole has gained a little weight;
The main area of weight gain comes from the two soft mounds in front of her chest;
They really are soft, and extremely heavy!
Wang Xiaole is too embarrassed to measure the size of her breasts with a ruler, but luckily there are a few girls around her who serve as "measurement standards."
Through judging the scale of their breasts, Wang Xiaole roughly deduces:
The two heavy masses constantly exerting downward force on her shoulders must be bigger than Tu'er's and Freya's;
As for whether they can compare to Lucia, that still remains to be further estimated...
As Wang Xiaole, still not quite accustomed to her body, steps onto the platform, Ledux's gaze on the opposite side has also changed slightly compared to before.
It's not that Ledux suddenly found the girl in front of him attractive and had a sudden awakening in that aspect.
It's not to that extent.
After all, no matter how good-looking a face is, to a man who isn't interested in the opposite gender, it won't invoke any "heart-pounding feelings."
What Ledux is more concerned about is the change in the opponent's physique in his eyes.
"Miss Wang, did you gain weight?" Ledux looks up and down, feeling that the opponent's figure seems a bit "bigger" compared to the last time they met.
This is not an illusion.
What makes Ledux feel uncomfortable is the change in Wang Xiaole's bust and hip measurements;
The latter is particularly worth mentioning:
The last time Wang Xiaole underwent changes, her hips were still on the thinner side, but now they have shifted towards a more "childbearing shape."
These two areas of change have caused some dissenting females to voice one or two protests.
Like Curyl.
She felt aggrieved because she missed the appearance of her senior.
Now, Curyl is being overwhelmed by the "waves" that are swaying in front of her, and it's easy to imagine how her attitude would change:
"What's the point of growing up? It only affects speed and a slender figure!"
Mumbling to herself, Curyl clenches her small fists, only slightly larger than Mewo White's, and her determined eyes express her intentions:
"If I have the chance to amend the laws, I guarantee that anyone with a cup size larger than A will be included in the death penalty without exception."
Due to Curyl's position being closer to Sister Glasses, this statement is also clearly heard by the latter.
Sister Glasses feels a wave of nostalgia, knowing that even the Empress complained a lot when she was young...
This is not the point.
The real point is:
Even though it was unintentional, Sister Glasses still noticed something through Curyl's recent angry remarks.
Up until today, Sister Glasses has had more than one encounter with Wang Xiaole.
Because she has confidence in her own memory, Sister Glasses dared to conclude that:
When they met yesterday, the size of the other party's cup was below A.
"Why did Miss Wang's chest suddenly become so big after just one night? Isn't it impossible for puberty to develop so quickly?" she thought.
Ledux also noticed this and immediately had a suspicious look on his face.
On the way to the meeting venue, Wang Xiaole had already thought about the possibility of being asked this, so she came up with a pre-prepared response.
The first person to ask a similar question was Lucia, and the answer she received can be summarized in four words: thermal expansion and contraction!
The same answer cannot be used twice.
Sister Glasses and the others were not as blind as Lucia, and they couldn't believe everything Wang Xiaole said.
This time, the person in question gave a completely different answer:
"Do you think this is real? Actually, I stuffed it last night and used four or five pads!"
The last two words had to be emphasized to achieve the effect of instantly shocking the listener after hearing it once.
The destructive power of this "confession" is no less than being asked why a celebrity's eyes are so beautiful and being told directly, "They were surgically altered at the hospital"...
The effect is absolutely no less than the above conversation.
Of course, the claim of using chest pads was just made up on the spot.
The two masses on Wang Xiaole's chest are absolutely genuine!
But this secret is not known by anyone present, and for a while:
Sister Glasses fell completely silent, Ledux awkwardly looked away, and even Curyl, for a moment, realized the truth and comforted with a gentle tone:
"Big sister, it's, it's alright! Don't give up on yourself. At least you still have me standing on the same front as you."
"Hmph!"
Wang Xiaole snorted from her nose and looked at the still inexperienced follower with a pitying look.
"You stuffed them very well!"
"We didn't expect the goddess to have such a childish side. We all think that you are more charming than before!"
When it came to the super passionate crowd under the stage, Wang Xiaole really didn't know the specific details that made them so excited...
After the hot atmosphere of the venue cooled down a bit, Sister Glasses ignored the group of citizens who had forgotten the cold and raised her hand to announce loudly:
"The 'Martial Arts Contest for Marriage' final battle begins!"
The importance of this battle doesn't need anyone to explain.
Ledux has accompanied this nonsense until now, precisely for this moment.
Although Ledux generally isn't interested in human females, he really hopes to gain supreme power to rule a country.
The current situation is quite clear:
Only by becoming the husband of the queen can he achieve his ultimate goal of obtaining power;
Only by achieving this goal can the companions in the Senate who died a few days ago be considered to have died meaningfully.
Similarly, Wang Xiaole understands even more:
Whoever wins this battle will have the qualification to challenge the empress and further become her husband.
Although Wang Xiaole is not fully prepared psychologically and has not yet adapted to the transitional period from being a disciple to becoming a husband,
He still realizes that the one who wins this duel must be himself!
Even if he is not used to being a husband, he absolutely cannot let any opponent stand in front of his disciple in his place!
The deathmatch begins.
Crack crack crack crack crack crack crack.
The magic power, which is several meters long, emerges from under the stage and wraps around Wang Xiaole's feet;
The first round of attacks was launched by Ledux, whose speed of action was much faster than the rest of the elders in the demon clan.
Without saying a word, Wang Xiaole adjusts his state in an instant and begins to countermove.
Suddenly, Wang Xiaole extends his left hand that does not hold the sword, hangs his arm down, and immediately opens his palm completely.
The solid-like magic power carrying strong lethality is grabbed by a hand reaching down shortly after.
Bang!
The fingertips turn into sharp points, and the finger joints become like sharp weapons. As Wang Xiaole gradually exerts force, the attacking magic power is crushed from the surface.
The scattered bits of magic power then turn into a highly corrosive gas, locking onto the nearby arm.
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, the surface of Wang Xiaole's arm ignites a blazing fire through the gathering of fire elements;
The controller of the fire will not be burned by their own elements, but the beautiful figure standing on the stage seems like a fairy born from the rising flames, swaying violently in the flames.
The fire forms a fan shape, bursting and spreading in an instant, incinerating all the incoming magic power into ashes.
Wang Xiaole raises his sword, leaps out of the fire, and swirls his wrist, causing the edge of the sword to extend forward.
Clang!
As the sword energy slashes through, the ground under Ledux's feet breaks instantly, followed by a powerful arm smashing forward through the flying debris.
Within just a moment, the densely pure magic power transforms into layers of protection;
In a short time, those magic powers cover the surface of Ledux's smashed arm.
Dang dang dang dang dang.
After the collision, the two figures who collided retreat one after another.
The difference in between lies in:
During the retreat, the surface of Ledux's hanging arm collapses two or three layers of magical protection.
After suffering from the blow, Ledux's actions do not stop;
He stomps on the ground, controlling more magic power, spreading in four directions of the arena.
Ordinary weaklings, just being in this lingering magic mist, would suffer fatal injuries;
As the puppeteer behind all of this mist, the magic power in Ledux's body is still continuously released, seemingly without an end in the short term.
Dong dong dong dong dong dong!
Whenever the swirling magic spreads, the arena beneath Wang Xiaole's feet cracks as if the nearby area has been struck hard.
With his combat experience, Wang Xiaole soon deduced:
Ledux isn't fixated on using a particular weapon; his battle style revolves around controlling magic for offense and defense.
This means...
Clang!
A palm, resembling a sharp claw, swept down, targeting Wang Xiaole from behind;
In the blink of an eye, the dark longsword that had turned disappeared from in front of Wang Xiaole, only to reappear with a muffled sound.
Wang Xiaole slightly turned his head, looking at the figure that suddenly emerged from behind, the longsword still guarding his back;
Now, the shimmering blade, flexing and reflecting light, clashes fiercely with the claw-like hand!
