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Chapter 1124 I Am an Amateur, You Are a Professional
Emmeline also took a defensive stance.
Conversely, the female coach took the initiative and launched a series of three kicks.
Her movements were indeed very fast, as swift as the wind.
But in Emmeline's eyes, each of her movements was slow.
Slow enough for Emmeline to analyze them at a glance and then calmly block them individually.
Emmeline blocked her first kick with her elbow and dodged the second kick by tilting her head.
Before her third kick could reach Emmeline, Emmeline kicked back at her.
This forced the female coach to retract her leg and take a step back quickly.
But since she was a coach, she was certainly not to be underestimated. She quickly adjusted herself and launched
another attack.
Emmeline took advantage of her weakness and extended her arm, striking directly at her face with her left hand.
The female coach secretly took a breath and was somewhat surprised: this delicate-looking woman had such skill!
And she could not figure out her style at all!
This was not as simple as showy moves. She was an experienced practitioner!
They exchanged moves, instantly going through more than ten moves.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe female coach's face clearly showed some impatience.
She had underestimated her opponent.
She thought Emmeline would at most be able to withstand three moves from her and then be defeated by her!
The female coach had disliked her since Emmeline walked out of Abel's embrace.
Why does she have to be so good-looking?
Why could Emmeline be so gently cared for by such a handsome and noble man?
Why did she live her life so diligently and arduously?
Love and career were both not going well.
Anyway, when she saw Emmeline, her heart was filled with resentment.
She would be furious today if she could not defeat this delicate woman.
The onlookers and several other students did not expect Emmeline to handle over ten moves effortlessly.
Not only did she not fall behind, but her momentum grew stronger.
Abel also smiled with his arms crossed.
His wife was truly extraordinary!
Her moves were both fierce and domineering and graceful.
Even the three male coaches on the training ground were amazed by Emmeline.
All three of them stopped teaching their students and came over to watch, exclaiming in admiration.
Sweat dripped down the forehead of the female coach, realizing that she had encountered a master.
Emmeline played with her easily, after more than thirty moves before suddenly changing her move.
"Crack! Bang!"
With one punch and one kick, the female coach was flying.
"Thud!" She landed heavily on the soft and thick rubber mat.
A male coach hurried over to help her up.
The female coach exerted some effort and stood up, swaying slightly.
"You let me win!" Emmeline bowed to the female coach.
The female coach did not say anything, but her face turned pale.
As a coach, she was knocked down by a visitor in the boxing gym.
Why could Emmeline be so gently cared for by such a handsome and noble man?
It was embarrassing!
It was humiliating!
How could her students think of her now?
How could they respect her?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe female coach was angry but also filled with tears of shame.
"Miss." the male coach who helped the female coach up walked towards Emmeline, "I can tell you have some skills.
Can I learn from you?"
"I dare not." Emmeline smiled, "I am just an amateur. You are a professional."
"That's just empty words." the male coach said, "Let's practice a few moves. Would you give me the honor?"
Emmeline turned her gaze to Abel, "What do you think?"
Although she was an independent person, after all, Abel was by her side at this moment.
She knew that he would be worried about her.
So she still needed to ask for his opinion.
Onlookers saw the excitement, and experts saw the tricks.
Abel knew that Emmeline had only used five percent of her skills.
She had not revealed her true abilities yet.
"If you're happy, just do it." Abel's starry eyes gleamed, "If you're not happy, don't force yourself."
"Then I'll play another round." Emmeline smiled, "It's a rare opportunity for me to fight with a coach."
"Okay," Abel nodded warmly, "Be careful."
"Okay," Emmeline responded, her cute dimples making her look charming and enchanting.
"Miss, please!" the male coach said.
"Then let's begin." Emmeline freely and confidently got ready.
It was embarrassing!
It was humiliating!
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