2/2 Chapter 393 Andrew remained seated on the couch , his expression unchanged , as he raised his leg to intercept Natashas attack .

You wont even stand up ? Fine ! If youre going to disrespect me like this , Ill have to teach you a lesson ! Natashas chest heaved with anger Her combat abilities surpassed Dylans , and she was just a hairs breadth away from matching Atlas .

Yet , this arrogant young man would not even bother to get up from his seat to face her attack , which felt like a direct insult to her pride .

She transformed her claw like strikes into palm strikes , alternating blows aimed at Andrews chest .

Without even looking , the latter countered with two palm strikes of his own , and their hands collided with two dull thuds .

Natasha felt an overwhelming force transmitted through Andrews hands , causing her to stumble backward .

Meanwhile , Andrew remained as steady as a mountain on the couch , even taking a moment to pick up his teacup for a casual sip .

He commented , Im surprised that a woman like you knows how to appreciate fine tea .

This tea is decent , though the brewing technique could use some work it hasnt brought out the full smoothness of the tea .

Natasha was enraged .

this ! she shouted , launching another attack with a straight

launched a hidden kick toward his

and her techniques were so vicious and

was that she had no idea what

just two fingers , while his left

mastery , Andrews

Widow proved remarkably fierce

she lunged forward with a murderous look , attempting to grab Andrews head and lock his neck

turned cold

just playing around before , but it seems youre not learning

Ill have

turned icy as he raised his

she was sent flying backward , and blood gushed out from

single step on the floor , Andrew seemed to teleport through the air , catching up to Natashas airborne

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