Chapter 536: He Had Never Looked at Her Like That

Stephanie’s eyes did not leave it.

"You better hope we don’t cross paths."

Beside her, Nicholas sat quietly, rehydrating. She leaned in and whispered without looking at him.

"If you draw Nnenna next, don’t hold back," she said.

Nicholas gave a subtle nod.

"No mercy," she added flatly.

And he understood.

The six finalists stood tall on the arena floor, their names glowing across the giant scoreboard above.

They had all secured solid A’s.

Now, the only task left... was to keep it.

They didn’t need to win these final rounds, only to hold their ground and avoid slipping up. But pressure hung thick in the air, because holding ground against people this skilled wasn’t easy.

Stephanie and Nicholas weren’t the only ones rattled by Nnenna’s surprising climb.

Adam, Chang, and Keanu had all quietly adjusted their stance on her. The tiny girl they had barely noticed at the start of the day had become a threat they could no longer ignore.

She had earned her place here.

Now they had to take her seriously... or lose to her.

The referee raised a box.

"Draw lots for your next match," he announced.

One by one, they stepped forward and picked their folded slips.

Nnenna unfolded hers.

Adam.

She blinked once, then lowered the paper, already flipping through her mental archive. His footwork, stance, the speed of his first two takedowns... she had watched everything carefully. She had already made notes. Already adjusted.

A calm breath left her lips.

Alright. Let’s go.

name and Adam’s were announced,

the judges’ table,

match would not

technical powerhouse, precise, muscular, and fast. If Nnenna wasn’t sharp from the start, he could overwhelm her quickly. But Arthur had

She will win.

He believed she would.

either on Nnenna or Arthur, noticed the flicker of

way he was

shift of his fingers near

of

That expression.

That attention.

looked at her

tension shifted. The crowd, once chatty and buzzing, fell quiet again, something about the air said this

arena lights above intensified. Every movement would be

Adam struck first.

gone, pivoting just in time, landing soft on her toes like a feather, then firing back with a fast elbow toward his

but not

crowd, someone

No wasted motion

practicing martial art

is wild. She’s really holding

his eyes, adjusting his

had expected this to

and precise, read his shifting posture. She didn’t rush, she waited

He did. And again.

a spinning kick that cracked

blocked. But

two

watching with folded arms. "Not

tilted her head. "She’s not fighting to win every move. She’s fighting

a book," said Madam

and scribbled something

minutes... then twelve... fifteen. Neither side

He would pin her, she would escape.

And then

She saw it.

slightly off. The same mistake he made in

Now.

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