With those words, Wilf charged his technique and leapt toward Yara.

Yara energized her Boltsmacker in turn, and they clashed with fists and palms, exchanging dozens of blows in a split second!

As the fight intensified, the crowd around the ring cheered in excitement.

“Didn’t think the doll would last that long against Wilf!” “The governor’s daughter is really something…” Wilf was actually seething–he was older than Yara and a man at that! The fact that she lasted this long against him was humiliating!

He would have taken her down with a single move and was caught off guard that Yara was that strong and armed with an extraordinary technique.

Yara was only in her twenties and

took it unsurprisingly, prompting him to laugh. Too young, too naive…” Yara’s face fell, but it

grunted as she was

Yara nodded but soon hung her head guilty. “I’m sorry I lost.” Vicky did not blame Yara–Wilf was strong and much older, and it made sense if Yara could

in agreement. “You’ve only lost experience, not because you’re weak.

a cheap trick!” “You’d definitely win in a couple of years!” Wilf, who still stood

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