My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 141

“You’re free to throw your punches now, but make me your target,” Nash said.

Bianca took two deep breaths before throwing her punches based on the various combinations Nash had taught her.

Nash kept moving his right hand in different directions to defend himself. Whether they were feints or real, Nash managed to defend against them all perfectly. It was as if Nash was able to predict her moves.

Bianca faked a left uppercut and then immediately moved to throw a hook at Nash’s abdomen.

Nash raised his hand to block the left uppercut and then protected his abdomen with his right hand in the next second.

This was not the speed at which ordinary people could move.

Bianca could not help feeling a little discouraged. She did not dare complain, however, and at the same time, she was able to see through Nash’s understanding of boxing.

She even believed that Nash was McNash now.

He was the father of the King of Fighters who became a legend in the boxing world without even fighting a match.

When Nash saw that Bianca was no longer throwing her punches, he asked in a frivolous tone that carried with it disdain, “Are you giving up?”

Bianca lowered her head as she panted heavily but did not reply. She just stood there like she was an unruly student being scolded by her teacher.

you forgotten why you

as a chill appeared in her almond

Bianca trembled slightly.

she forget?

who once dominated the boxing world. It was rare that he ever found

six, his father was drugged during a match and was beaten to death by

last words before he went for

Belt, but ever since I had you and your mother, I decided to give up on that thought. I only want to make money now so that you two can live a good life! My precious daughter, you’ll need a

the boxing world, had always worn an amiable smile on his face for her and her mother. She did not think that

in her father’s blood after his body was brought

her father drank during the intermission was laced with an

took up boxing without telling her mother. She wanted to avenge her father! She was going to take part in the championship and

not even win the Phoenix Crown right now, let alone the

slowly, followed by her fists

the time and said, “There’s still ten minutes left. You have five minutes. The remaining will be

focus pads and put on a

Strike when you find an opening and learn to create opportunities if you don’t

head with both fists. He only defended himself and did not strike back.

hook, right hook, straight punch,