[Main Text] Chapter 1108: A Battle Like a Torrent of Wind and Rain —— Chapter 1108: A Battle Like a Torrent of Wind and Rain One, two—dress, underpants! With Lu Yun’s wild, primal movements, the garments already worn by Yang Yanping were once again flung aside. Gasping heavily, Lu Yun pressed Yang Yanping down beneath him, his eyes fixed on hers. "Yanping sister," he said, "your body and soul will soon be fulfilled in ways you've never known before." Yang Yanping’s cheeks flushed crimson. All her earlier doubts about Lu Yun had vanished. At this moment, all she wanted was to be pressed beneath him, for his massive member to surge and plunge through her body—willing even to have her body pierced. "Here we go." Lu Yun roared, raised his spear, and plunged it forward. The well-prepared opponent, with a sudden *plunk*, was entirely swallowed into Yang Yanping's small mouth. "Ah..." Yang Yanping's brows furrowed tightly as the massive force surged into her narrow valley, delivering a tearing pain. Fortunately, the mountain spring flowing through the valley was ample, slightly easing the intense pain from Lu Yun's vigorous thrust. "Do you really expect me to be delicate and tender?" Yang Yanping glanced at Lu Yun, only to find him proudly gazing back at her. With a light sigh, she remarked, "Do you think my place is an open plain? How crude you are—what difference does it make if you're not more civilized than a wild man?" Surrounded by a warm, soothing embrace, Lu Yun felt an immediate sense of comfort and relaxation, both physically and mentally. Recalling how he had been startled earlier by Yang Yanping's sudden intensity, he now found himself amazed that the very woman who once frightened him had once again yielded to his body. A surge of confidence and pride filled him. How impressive his strength might be—after all, she was still a woman, and she still needed his body to quench her loneliness and thirst! With this thought in mind, Lu Yun glanced at Yang Yanping and immediately launched his assault, unleashing a relentless barrage against the tightly compacted valley of her body. His body, like a sea dragon plunging into the ocean, surged and danced freely within the narrow expanse of Yang Yanping’s embrace. Ah... ah... ah... Yang Yanping hadn't expected that after several days without seeing Lu Yun, the young man had become so fierce and powerful—his strong assault left her barely able to utter a "um." Her only sounds were a series of "ahs," yet she felt waves of intense sensation spreading through her body, as though her lower lips had truly become a vast ocean, stirred into turbulent waves by the sheer force of Lu Yun's massive member. After nearly fifteen minutes of relentless attacks, Lu Yun finally slowed down, shaking his head and droplets of sweat flying off. His eyes narrowed to slits, fixed intently on Yang Yanping, who was now struggling to breathe even with her efforts. He smiled, saying, "Yanping, how about now? Is it still as fierce as before?" At that moment, Yang Yanping could hardly speak—under the continuous pressure from Lu Yun, her mind had become hazy. She only faintly nodded in response, barely able to form words, and simply opened her rosy mouth to take deep, steady breaths. Lu Yun chuckled, "Don't worry. This is just the first wave. There will be many more chances ahead for you to soar—enjoy every moment." "As he spoke, Lu Yun did not immediately launch an attack. After all, his body was not made of iron—continuously pressing against Yang Yanping's delicate mouth for over ten minutes had already begun to tire him. While anyone else could effortlessly employ the Yin-Yang Expansion and Contraction Technique at this point, Lu Yun simply could not do so with Yang Yanping. Who knew that if he attempted the technique now, the woman nearly unconscious might suddenly slap him senseless. Thus, while steadily restoring his strength, Lu Yun gently moved his body, ensuring that Yang Yanping's tight mouth would not feel any discomfort due to the cessation of his movements. Yang Yanping was no ordinary woman. After a brief recovery from the dizziness caused by Lu Yun's powerful impact, she gradually regained her composure. As she recalled Lu Yun's earlier question, she whispered softly, her voice frail, "You little fool—looks like you've truly turned fortune into adversity. Most people, once they acquire the Yin-Yang Expansion Technique, wouldn't even be able to control that magnificent, robust bird. The pure Yang energy alone would be unbearable for the average person. I can't imagine what good luck you've had to end up with such a tremendous blessing inside this strange woman's cave." As she finished speaking, Lu Yun was startled, his whole body drenched in cold sweat. The woman had just now thought of his mastery of the Yin-Yang Expansion Technique—clearly, she harbored deep resentment toward the dragon. Lu Yun smiled, masking his surprise, "It's all just luck, luck. Do you think I've become utterly formidable now? Do you think I can handle your little tongue with ease?" Yang Yanping felt the large presence moving in and out of her body, smiled slightly, lifted her hand to wipe the sweat from Lu Yun’s forehead, and said, “Indeed, I think I’ll barely be able to handle you on my own. Hey, why don’t you call your Xinlan sister over? We can all play together?” Upon hearing this, Lu Yun quickly shook his head, saying, “Please don’t. If Xinlan finds out I’m treating you this way, just the fact that she knows will make me receive a solid slap from her—let alone having her join in.” Yang Yanping laughed heartily, “You’re so afraid of her, aren’t you? After all, she’s just a woman too. When she hits you, will you really be unable to return the favor?” “She’s my master and also the woman I truly admire. How could I possibly handle her with physical contact?” Yang Yanping gave a light reprimand and smiled, “You’re such a fool. I didn’t ask you to fight her or even hit her. I just want you to find a way to get her onto the bed and then use your bed-time techniques to handle her.” Lu Yun nodded in sudden understanding, chuckling, "No matter what, your idea isn't very good. Right now, we're lying on your belly, so naturally we have to deal with you first. Oh, heavens! Using my body to conquer a fiery female teacher—what a meaningful endeavor, indeed!" Yang Yanping laughed and scolded, "Go on, then! You always think about your heart-loving sister, Li Lan. Do you really think I'd be willing to share that experience with her and be treated by men together? It was just a casual remark—now you're taking it seriously! Get off me right now and do one hundred frog jumps in the room!" It was precisely the moment when Lu Yun was about to conquer Yang Yanping and make her once again submit to him—how could he possibly leap out from her? Even more importantly, Lu Yun’s vigorous performance was being carefully enclosed by Yang Yanping’s delicate mouth, flowing in and out with exquisite comfort. Even if he didn’t need to conquer her, merely to enjoy himself, he certainly wouldn’t make the awkward, frog-jump-like move of slipping out from such a beautiful young lady. Shaking his head, Lu Yun smiled playfully, “I’m not going down yet. I haven’t had enough yet. How could I? Besides, this manly vigor of his was only recently restored—what if, after I pull away, he can’t stand up at all? Then I’d be in serious trouble.” "Lightly stroked and slowly inserted by Lu Yun, Yang Yanping felt her lower lips growing increasingly itchy again. She arched her hips upward, bringing her little sister even closer to Lu Yun's brother, while scolding, 'How can you possibly feel disadvantaged? So many people at this school have been eyeing me—none of them have ended up on the bed except you. Where exactly have you been outdone? Don't you think I'm being treated like a cow grazing on fresh grass?' Lu Yun shook his head, but remained silent, as his mouth was now busy taking hold of the small red dot on Yang Yanping's snowy peak." Yang Yanping sighed softly and continued, "Don't let the fact that I'm not the goddess of virginity fool you—I'm still a fresh, dewy little green cabbage. Besides, just look at these two big white buns of mine, and that soft, pinkish little mouth down there—any man who sees it would instantly turn into a beast. You've got yourself a real advantage here. Oh, please, be gentle—don't bite me too hard!" Yang Yanping moaned continuously, humming and sighing, while Lu Yun kept his head down, savoring the red dots on top of the snowy white buns, making soft, appreciative sounds. A battle had to be fought—while Lu Yun chewed through the small red dots with firm determination, he suddenly released his grip, lifted his head, and looked up at Yang Yanping, who was closing her eyes and enjoying the moment. "Yanping姐, the second wave of attack is about to begin!" Yang Yanping opened her eyes and, before Lu Yun had launched an attack, exclaimed, "This time, please go slow—wait until I get used to your rhythm before you speed up. Just now, you were so vigorous that I felt my body being overwhelmed, as if you were going to injure me." Lu Yun chuckled, "That's not entirely my fault. You said you were a fresh, water-lily-like girl, right? Facing another equally fresh and delicate one, as a man among men, I naturally can't help myself—being more intense is quite understandable." Before he finished speaking, Lu Yun suddenly propped himself up with both hands. The member that had just withdrawn from her entrance deepened his breath and, with a powerful thrust, drove straight into her—then, with a relentless rhythm like a storm of wind and rain, he continued. Yang Yanping reached for a pillowcloth, barely caring whether it was clean or not, and quickly pressed it firmly into her mouth to stifle any outburst of sound she might make. Pitter-patter, sweat pouring down like rain—this battle was truly intense. Even such a graceful woman as Yang Yanping could not withstand Lu Yun's relentless assault, which came like a storm. She had to pull out her pillowcase from her mouth and shout with all her might, "Stop! Stop!" Upon hearing this, Lu Yun, who had been continuously pressing forward, suddenly halted, smiled at Yang Yanping, and panted, "Yanping sister, what's wrong?"