章節 119: The Dying Man's Wish

This was anything but a martial art.

If this was martial art… My General and I wouldn't be laughing this much.

After several minutes of showcasing different hooks and chokes since I was clueless about the style she suggested for today, she was literally handing my ass to me.

Our usual rules applied. I fought with no more strength than a human could use, while she was allowed to go crazy on pureblood tricks. With the difference between our mass and the fact that I was intentionally holding back, it was still an unfair fight. I was much stronger than her.

But it was loads of fun.

"Not giving up till you tap," she laughed before she choked under the pressure of my folded arms over her breasts.

I ignored her distress, she would've been fine if she wasn't laughing so hard. I was simply enjoying her leglock around my head way too much to switch positions.

It was official, triangle choke was my personal favorite one of them all.