Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 103 Centipede Venom

Gerald never expected her to brazenly walk right into their midst.

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Feeling infuriated, he clenched his fists and roared, “Wilfred, kill her! Kill her now! I will deliver her lifeless b*dy to Joseph and let him punish her!”

“Understood!”

With that, Wilfred advanced toward his opponent, emanating the formidable presence of a seasoned martial artist.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Wilfred’s decisive strikes reverberated with terrifying force, leaving deep imprints on the ground with each powerful step he took.

His fists, as if forged from steel, unleashed an awe–inspiring might that forced Yelena to repeatedly retreat in the face of his relentless assault.

So, this is the true strength of a

artial artist?

The spectators‘ widened pupils reflected their astonishment.

Even Osmond couldn’t help but feel a sense of inferiority. If it weren’t for Emrys‘ backing, he would have been compelled to yield to Wilfred without hesitation.

martial artist exceeded that of mere mortals. They

companions were perplexed by the

chosen

the combatants had exchanged blows a dozen times or

reminiscent of a

flexibility. After enduring a few setbacks, she wisely chose not to engage Wilfred head–on, opting instead for

Bang!

blows

calmly retreated while manipulating her dagger to find opportunities

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assassins from Shadow Garden are

Wilfred’s expression turned grim.

Yelena engaged him head–on, he would undoubtedly overpower her. However, she kept evading and maneuvering, surpassing him in speed, leaving him’frustrated and

rate, he would eventually be worn down and lose

their internal energy. In the early stages, it was divided into nine tiers) and in the advanced stage, once the internal energy was projected externally, they would reach

on his punches

internal energy was exhausted, even a direct confrontation would make him no match

clearly Yelena’s

glint of malevolence flickered in Wilfred’s eyes as yet another punch missed its target. Then, in a sudden twist, his fist transformed into an open palm, unleashing

Yelena’s face turned pale.

can he

in the next instant, she cried

of a martial artist but rather a rainbow–colored centipede with blood–red wings. Without warning,

and she swiftly

dripping with frustration. “Why didn’t you