Chapter 394 Traitor
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The girl moved as lightly as a breeze, her palm touching the first fighter’s back with barely any visible force.
Yet, the man was instantly sent flying, and as the second fighter rushed in, their movements were equally swift.
Melody didn’t allow him any time to respond; in one quick motion, she seized the first fighter she’d struck, yanked him back, and hurled him straight at the second.
The second fighter’s momentum was thrown off entirely.
In a flash, Melody sprang out from behind the first fighter.
With a swift, powerful shove, she sent the large first fighter stumbling into the second.
While the second fighter tried to steady himself, Melody’s fingers grazed his acupoints with precise, subtle touches, leaving no mark.
Moments later, both fighters crashed to the ground, unable to rise.
Melody remained motionless, her eyes shifting over to the other two fighters from Gregoria who were targeting Gary, along with Rosen, the International Underground Boxing Tournament she’d recognized from the data.
Rosen, broad and heavily muscled, had initially donned a mask to hide his identity.
However, the crowd was far too familiar with him to be fooled.
As a three–time champion, his image was etched into the minds of any fan who frequented the underground boxing rings.
Though he tried to keep his identity a secret, the crowd had already recognized him, flashing his name across the big screen and eagerly placing bets against him.
Realizing there was no point in hiding anymore, Rosen removed his mask, exposing the menacing scar on his face.
As the final started, he stood still, watching Melody’s moves like an onlooker, detached from the action.
Adaptive Combat, a lethal technique respected by international special forces, was one of his areas of expertise.
The organizers had brought him in at the last minute.
Was he needed to handle such a young girl?
Rosen’s gaze toward Melody was filled with scorn and mockery right from the start—he didn’t see much potential in this fragile–looking girl.
That was until Melody took down last year’s third–place winner in a single move.
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Then he watched as she quickly defeated two expert fighters from Gregoria, using unusual techniques that were not the Adaptive Combat.
Instead, it turned out to be the local martial arts from Cleussau that he had observed but never had the
chance to master.
His eyes sharpened, and he began to view Melody, despite her small stature, with a sense of wariness.
In the audience, Marcus‘ face changed from pale to flushed as he witnessed Melody’s second move, and he couldn’t help but shout, “Oh my god!‘
“Melody just used the ‘Shifting Mist Thirteen Styles of Silverpeak Sect‘, and… wow, she’s mastered it!
“But hey, kiddo, your uncle is right over there–wait, hold on, how did he spot us?
“Oh no, he’s looking right at me!
“Listen, you’d better make a break for it! I’ll hold him off, don’t worry–I swear your uncle won’t catch you and give you a spanking…”
Marcus spun around anxiously, but Jacob was nowhere to be seen.
Only Little Ethan stood in an oversized robe that once belonged to Jacob, his expression on the edge of tears as he whimpered, “Master, Uncle Jacob… he’s already left!”
Even Jacob felt a shiver run down his spine when he recognized Melody’s move, the “Shifting Mist Thirteen Styles of the Silverpeak Sect.”
He scanned the field anxiously and, as expected, spotted the elders of the Silverpeak Sect seated several hundred feet away. They looked perplexed, brows knitted as they watched their disciples.
Jacob, suddenly overwhelmed with guilt, made a quick getaway.
Marcus was speechless.
This guy truly lacks any sense of honor!
He has the nerve to abandon me, an elderly man, to deal with the consequences.
Marcus hurriedly collected his robe, getting ready to flee as well.
However, just as he was about to take off…
He spotted Melody in the arena, executing “Elysian Twin Palms” to send the first fighter, who was already causing Gary to bleed, crashing to the ground as he lunged at her.
The elder from the Elysian Sect knitted his brow, concerned. “This is alarming; could there be a traitor among us?”
