Bab 461: Spar?-3*

" No"

" Too low"

" Weak"

" Put more effort."

Samuel kept blocking her attack and sometimes even predicted her move before she executed them. They had been going at it for ten minutes, and she couldn't land a single hit, which frustrated her.

" Aaaah, how are you doing it? Again!" She was already sweating but refused to give up. Suddenly, she lost her balance due to the soft floor and was about to tumble down, but Samuel caught her in his arms.

" Oh, nice move... hmm, soft and heavy." Her chest made complete contact, molding like soft tofu under his hands. Looking at his lecherous smile, she immediately blushed and pushed him out.

" Fucking pervert! I will kill you!" Typical spar turned into a deathmatch after being teased by him. She couldn't believe he was making a fool out of her and wasn't even taking it seriously.