She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

Chapter 387: Change Him To Big Brother!

Was it okay to lose?

Of course not!

Quentin said, “Let us face them in a match! We’ll kick their a*ses!”

The organizer looked at him and shook his head again. “Sigh. Let’s talk about it again after you watch their match.”

Quentin didn’t understand what he meant, but shortly after, he did.

He’d originally thought that Victor must be the strongest among the three, but unexpectedly, the bald black man next to him was actually the strongest.

His body was as if it was made out of steel, and he seemed immune to all attacks. All the teams they were up against were from Class D, but the three of them played them all like they were babies.

Victor wasn’t that lacking in martial arts ethics anymore this time.

The victory was theirs once the three of them threw their opponents out of the ring.

There was no applause around them. Victor was quiet and didn’t say anything. The bald man next to him rubbed his bald head and said something in a foreign language.

Someone who didn’t understand asked, “What did he say?”

Cherry translated it for him. “He said, ‘Isn’t there anyone in America who can fight?’”

“…”

That one line from her made everyone fall silent.

Even Quentin, who was usually the chattiest person ever, had a serious look on his face. He stared at them for quite a while before he finally leaned toward Nora and asked, “Big Sister, did you notice…”

“They’ve become stronger.”

Nora answered him straightaway.

Quentin immediately nodded. “Yes, and it isn’t just by a little. Why do I feel like Victor can last a few dozen moves against you now?”

Nora replied, “Twenty moves.”

Quentin: “…”

was

But!

now. Aside from Big Brother and Big Sister,

I asked you guys to watch the match, right? It’ll probably only be possible to defeat them

at once. “I

Victor, Big Sister would have

can enter Class F as soon as possible. This way, you’ll be able to go up against them! Otherwise, if they hog the Class F seats and clamor there every day, won’t we

and said, “She has

The organizer: “…”

He looked at Nora.

kept quiet for a moment before

the American pride in their martial

organizer looked

very long before he finally said, “Okay! After all, as the person ranked third in the world,

a sigh of relief

think the three of us may not be able to win against the three of them because we

Justin and Nora

And wasn’t that so?

lot of self-awareness

the team? If we replace you with

Justin: “??”

low scoff of laughter. He was about to speak when a woman’s cold and urgent voice reached them. “No, I don’t want

Quentin: “?”

her, only to see dissatisfaction in Nora’s almond-shaped eyes. “I don’t want to be in the

Justin: “…”

also dumbfounded.

at Justin

with him before, knew how strong Justin truly was. Quentin usually fought very valiantly against their opponents, so he had basically dealt with

result, despite being on the same team, Quentin still didn’t know how strong Justin ‘The Pretty Boy’

liked Big Sister, but he also liked

“Big Sister, what did Big Brother do to you? Did he steal your baby? Or did he steal your husband? Why are you so at

Nora: “…”

be realistic? You can’t just think that your

his arm up, raised his chin, and said, “Or how about I compete with him in a duel? If he can beat me,

at him