Down on the ground, the dust and debris that had risen from the crashing of the old woman rapidly dispersed, revealing to Basco his not-so-old opponent.
Gone was the white-haired woman with a hunched back and wrinkled face.
The dull grey cloth the woman had once worn was now no more, replaced by a green garment and with the cloth being thin and light, if not for the bra and long enough undergarment which the woman wore, Basco would have a view of her breasts and genitals, but instead, all he could gaze at was her slim bare navel and her milky white hips.
If Seth were here, he would have spent a few minutes appreciating the beauty in front of him and perhaps even having ideas, but alas, it was Basco and not Seth.
Already having the most beautiful and proportioned woman as his wife, Basco had no interest in multiple affairs, and so, while the dust calmed and revealed his opponent, he didn't stay idle and went charging his qi just beneath his palms.
