They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 505

Chapter 505: Something From Deep Within Her

Her form wasn’t perfect, but she was fast.

Arthur dodged effortlessly, catching her wrist mid swing and flipping her over his shoulder.

Crash.

She hit the ground hard.

Carl and Somto tensed in their seats.

Arthur waited.

She groaned, pushing herself back up. Her lip trembled, but she didn’t quit.

Strike. Block. Spin. Kick.

Arthur met her every move like a stone wall. His footwork was minimal. Controlled. Mastered.

Her breathing grew shallow, each limb aching more with every failed attempt.

Then came the fifth fall.

This time she didn’t get up immediately.

Carl shot up from his seat. "Arthur, that’s enough!"

Arthur didn’t look at him. "Sit down."

"She’s in pain! You’re being too hard on her—!"

"She’s not done," Arthur said, eyes still locked on Nnenna. "And if you interfere, she’ll never reach what’s ahead of her."

Somto stood, fists clenched. "She’s not a machine—!"

"Sit. Down." Arthur’s voice thundered with finality, sharp as a blade. "She chose this path. She knew the rules. Don’t insult her by stepping in now."

But even as the young men hesitated, watching her battered form still struggling to stand, they couldn’t take it anymore.

Carl moved.

"Stop," Nnenna’s voice cracked as she knelt on one knee.

Her hair was a mess. Her lip was bleeding. But her eyes... they burned with something primal.

"Please..." she whispered, barely audible. "Don’t interfere."

step. Somto clenched his jaw and

stared at her,

chest, her heart roared with

more do you want

soft voice rang in

me help you. Use your

teeth. "If I win, it won’t be because of you. It’ll be

"...Then I’ll wait."

Her legs trembled.

And still, she stood.

expression shifted, only slightly. The faintest

again. Barely standing, barely breathing, but

Right feint. Low

ease, trapping her movement with a wrist lock and spinning

for the sixth

The world tilted.

in protest, her spirit threatened

am I even

And then something snapped.

Not pain.

Not fear.

But instinct.

two or year three teachings. Her body moved before her

Her hand twisted upward, elbow

widened.

Crack!

using a spiral force unique to

backward, his stance broken for the

he

hadn’t taught her

person had ever learned that from him. And it

"...Impossible," he whispered.

flashed across his mind, a memory from more than a decade

looked at her,

had done, blinked once, and

Her knees gave way.

hit the ground, Somto was already there. He dashed forward, catching her gently

"Nnenna..."

collapsed against his chest, too weak to even lift

her tightly, pressing his lips together as he looked down at her bruised

His heart twisted.

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