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."

Somto clenched his jaw and slowly sat down

at

her

you want

soft voice rang in her

Let me help you. Use your good

win, it

"...Then I’ll wait."

vision blurred from exhaustion. Her legs trembled. Her arms felt like

And still, she stood.

slightly. The faintest flicker of something... not

again. Barely standing, barely breathing, but

Right feint.

countered with ease, trapping her movement with a

for the

The world tilted.

bones screamed in protest, her spirit

I even

And then something snapped.

Not pain.

Not fear.

But instinct.

deep within her, older than the year two or year three teachings. Her body moved before her mind

step, fluid and explosive. Her hand twisted upward, elbow tucked,

eyes widened. Too

Crack!

into his chest using a

broken for the first time in the

technique, he

taught

person had ever learned that from him. And

"...Impossible," he whispered.

flashed across his mind, a memory from more than a

at her, stunned

had

Her knees gave way.

Somto was already

"Nnenna..."

collapsed against his chest, too weak to even lift her head. Her breathing was shallow

together as he looked down at her bruised

His heart twisted.

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