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Chapter 392 It Was You Who Let It Slip

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This was ridiculous-the fighter who had faced Melody first was none other than the third-place winner of the last underground boxing tournament!

The spectators could only see Melody strike, her moves so intricate that her hands seemed to create afterimages.

The opponent, still caught in his unguarded punching stance, crumpled to the ground without warning.

Was it really true that she is in the flower of her youth?

The commotion behind him caught Gary's attention, and he couldn't help but glance back. In just a few seconds, Melody had flipped over a competitor who had placed in the top three last time? When had she learned these techniques?

Moreover, everyone could see that Melody wasn't using the dreaded Adaptive Combat typical of intermediate matches this time.

Instead, her moves resembled the martial arts that had been passed down for thousands of years in Cleussau...

Cleussau's martial arts were also a form of combat, widely practiced across the globe, but very few could master it to a high degree. Melody's display of martial arts left the entire arena stunned.

"What was that move? Mel is incredibly cool! Haha! Two days ago when she used the Adaptive Combat, it reportedly scared the fighters from Gregoria so much that they called in Rosen, the three-time boxing champion who originally didn't plan to compete this year ..." "Rosen! He's recognized as the world's number one boxer, and it's said he also practices the Adaptive Combat. With his build combined with the lethal moves of Adaptive Combat, he's a real powerhouse. It's clear he's not just here to win; he's out for Melody's blood!"

"Pfft! No matter how much they brag, do they really think Mel is a pushover? Mel also knows Cleussauan martial arts! Let them come! I'll even bet 50 million to calm her nerves!"

"Rosen has been low-key this year, even wearing a black mask. No wonder I didn't recognize him; that fierce, disfiguring centipede scar on his face is his badge of honor! "Three years ago, he got that scar from a fight with his opponent, Brent, but Brent ended up paying for it with his life. Since then, Rosen has become a legend!" "Melody may be impressive, but the underground boxing arena is Rosen's domain!"

The audience from Cleussau was buzzing with excitement, far more animated than Melody, who stood calmly in the arena.

At that moment, an elderly man with an otherworldly demeanor couldn't help but stand up, puffing out his cheeks in disbelief.

Chapter 392 It Was You Who Let It Slip

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"She knows the core technique of the Ironspire Sect-the Thirty-Six Acupoints Technique!"

The old man looked to be in his 60s or 70s, dressed in a white suit. The moment he saw Melody's moves, excitement lit up his eyes.

Despite living for over 80 years, he managed to maintain a certain composure.

He pressed down the corners of his mouth, which seemed more difficult to control than an AK, mumbling to himself, "Though she's just a girl, she's definitely a good seed." His astonishment was palpable.

The disciples behind him, dressed in traditional suits, changed their expressions at once.

One young disciple quickly tugged at Jacob's dark blue suit and whispered, "Uncle Jacob, why are you teaching everything to outsiders?

"She... she... is just a girl! Master said that our martial arts should not be passed on outside, especially not to women!"

Jacob still looked somewhat disheveled, wearing a loose suit that hung on his tall, slender frame.

His shoulder-length hair was lazily tied into a small braid, and he had an air of nonchalance about him, with dark circles under his eyes that gave him a wild, handsome look.

He casually tugged at his robe and replied in a lazy tone, "What do you know, you brat?

"Talent knows no gender. If I have something to teach her, it's just my good fortune.

"Look, look! My dear disciple... no, I mean, this girl from the Moores is taking down her opponent with one move. Isn't she amazing?

"Hmm, this is what I taught her!"

Jacob proudly raised his chin, maintaining a casual demeanor, but his eyes sparkled with appreciation and satisfaction.

At 31, he felt a surge of pride at being able to teach such an impressive girl; he almost wanted to go back to the dojo and pray in gratitude.

What does 'the girl from the Moores' mean? a disciple wondered, confused.

The elderly man, with his ethereal aura, was sharp-eyed and quick-eared. Upon hearing his grandson's boast, he jumped up and smacked him on the head, scolding, "You rascal! No wonder I was wondering how she could wield the Ironspire Sect's martial arts; turns out, it was you who let it slip!

"What else does she know? Tell me!"

Jacob casually scratched his head, his tone even lazier, Oh, I just borrowed some secret techniques from our relatives and enemies and tossed them to my... my girl. She's just been casually learning for a few years."

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Chapter 392 It Was You Who Let It Slip

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