Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia’s POV: 

I punched with all my might.But I didn’t expect that Blair could block it so easily.

He was really strong.

"The momentum of your punch is not bad, but your strength is too scattered." Blair squeezed my fist and patted my arm.

"Before your fist reaches the enemy, most of its strength has already been exhausted.And you still don’t know how to attack the weak point."

"Then what should I do?" I asked, looking at him seriously.

He retracted his hand, touched his chin, and thought for a while.

"Before you throw a punch, you have to calm down and hold your breath.This is very important.Don’t let your strength dissipate too soon.What’s more, observe the weak point of the target and focus on that point.Don’t give the enemy any time to react.Always make quick moves.Do it like this."

Blair showed me the proper way to punch.

I tried hard to memorize all his moves, but I was still a little confused.When I wanted to ask him, the referee announced that the second round of the competition would begin.

"Let’s go first.We’ll talk about the details later," Blair said.

I nodded and moved to the competition area with the crowd.There was a boulder on the high platform that Blair called the test rock.I pursed my lips, feeling my heart sink to the bottom.

first student went

and hit it with all her strength.The boulder emitted

twice, indicating that her score was qualified to the standard.The result of the second participant was white

seemed that anyone who could hit the pink light would pass the test.I watched the methods and speed of the punches of

that their punches were not even as powerful as the

Soon, Blair went up.

punch at the

strength was not comparable to ordinary

in awe, all

dean had a strange expression on his

was not surprised at Blair’s

Don’t block me from seeing a handsome guy," said

seemed a little nearsighted and tried hard to squeeze

place to her.I found a corner and continued to watch the

students went up one after another, and many of

was even a werewolf named Toby, who scored a perfect score

Cherry’s turn to go

print camisole and tight jeans.She walked gracefully

flipped her hair.Her position was exactly

expected, she always sent out the message of courting a

werewolves below couldn’t