Chapter 542: Six Years Old... Again

A teenage boy stood there.

He looked like... Arthur, no, a mini version of... a mini version of Arthur!

Barely fourteen. Messy white hair, grass stains on his trousers, and that half distracted, cold expression he wore when his mind was running too fast for the rest of the world to keep up.

Then another figure appeared.

A little girl.

Nnenna’s breath caught.

Because the girl looked almost exactly like her younger self.

No, not almost. It was her.

It was as if she had been pulled straight into the memory, not as an observer... but as the one living it.

She was small again. Six years old. Barefoot. Cheeks streaked with tears.

"Arthur!" her tiny voice broke, trembling. "They said I’m small! They said I’ll never be strong like you!"

He looked at her for a long second, then smiled in that way that was just for her.

"Come on. I’ll teach you something no one else knows."

Her little self’s heart leapt. "Really?"

"Just you. Promise?"

"Promise!"

The wind tugged at her hair as he crouched down, guiding her arms and legs with patient hands.

strong. It’s about surprise. Timing. It only works

poked her nose for messing

finally nailed it, clumsy, but

says

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Back to the arena.

Nnenna’s eyes snapped open.

closing in fast, no mercy

froze mid step as

"She... she knows it." His pulse spiked. It wasn’t a daydream

eyes widened. "That’s the

one he only taught his childhood best

didn’t even understand what they were seeing

turned into a spiral, her whole body becoming a

clean, sharp finish, and Stephanie hit

Gasps erupted.

The livestream exploded

"WHAT WAS

even

"I’ve never seen

forward

Olivia’s brows rose. "That... isn’t in year three martial arts curriculum. No... It’s not

"Where in the world

on Nnenna. Earlier,

at first. Noise swelled like a wave, cheers, stunned shouts, the frantic tapping of livestream chats, but then the mood fractured

that technique in my life," he

she leaned back, studying Nnenna as if the girl

lips, eyes wide. Elder Onyedika simply watched, slow and thoughtful, as if turning the

to Nicholas. "It was one thing for that girl to defeat you but now even Stephanie isn’t her match?! Have I wasted countless resources on

toward Stephanie, who was on her feet, chest heaving, face

raw pride. He pushed forward on the barrier as if he wanted to be closer. That move... of course. Arthur mentioned it before, the thought hit him like a punch. He felt something warm and fierce rise in

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