Bab 92: 92: THREE YEARS LATER

The blow to the temple that the local champion had received stunned him, but the following elbow to his throat stole the air from him, and his eyes began to fade, but the punishment would not end there. A kick to his knee ended in a jump, drowned, stunned when he wanted to realize he had the legs of that boy who could not have been more than sixteen years old intertwined with his, with a jerk and in his state the projection over the shoulder threw the champion to the ground.

He did not want to fight anymore, he had had enough for today. Accustomed to winning his fights based on brute force and blunt blows, that boy had moved quickly around him, blocking the attacks and even throwing strange blows to his body.