Their Mistake, Her Rise - Chapter 316: Chapter 316
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Caught completely off guard by Zoe's sudden move, the others scrambled to defend themselves.
But they were no match for Zoe. In mere seconds, she had them all flat on their backs.
Prepared or unprepared, none of them could catch a glimpse of Zoe's moves. By the time they realized what was happening, they had already been knocked to the ground.
Her punches and footwork were lightning fast—most couldn't even react, let alone defend themselves. Clearly, they all knew Zoe was a trained fighter.
With furious howls, the soldiers charged forward en masse, determined to block Zoe from reaching Quran. They were defending not only Quran's honor, but their own pride as soldiers.
Yet no matter how many tried to stop her, Zoe was simply unstoppable.
Using the fallen stepping stones, she made her way straight to Quran. At that moment, the two of them stood less than two feet apart, face to face.
"Impressive courage and skill! You're indeed a promising talent, but you've challenged the wrong man! You're not worthy of facing me!" Quran stood with his hands clasped behind his back, exuding inscrutable air.
He had just taken in all of Zoe's techniques, yet there wasn't a hint of panic in his demeanor. He was absolutely certain she was no match for him.
Troy walked up to Zoe and said, "Let's call it a day. You've already proven your worth today."
Troy knew all too well that Quran was Shawn's mentor and close friend—their bond went far beyond age, almost like family.
If Zoe really came to blows with Quran, Shawn would be the one caught in the middle, facing an impossible dilemma.
Troy was Shawn's big fan, and Zoe's too. He couldn't stand the thought of his ship sinking because of Quran.
But Zoe ignored Troy's warning completely, squaring up to Quran in a clear challenge stance.
Though Quran could have refused to fight someone so much younger, Zoe's audacious defiance utterly provoked him.
"Fine. Since you're so eager to spar, I'll show you exactly where the gap between us lies," said Quran.
Quran hailed from a boxing dynasty. For generations, his family had passed down their signature fighting style, executing their combination punches with ferocious power that commanded respect.
In every fight, this ancestral art earned him resounding victory and glory.
This time, instead of using his ultimate move against Zoe, he relied on the military hand-to-hand combat techniques he had mastered. Every move was infused with the immense force of a seasoned martial artist.
These seemingly ordinary techniques would prove fatal or crippling to any ordinary person.
Yet Zoe moved with surprising agility. Each time Quran thought he had her pinned, she'd slip away with effortless grace.
At first, it was a cat-and-mouse game—Quran in pursuit while Zoe nimbly evaded.
Though surprised by Zoe's nimble moves, Quran paid little heed. He steadily escalated his efforts, probing for an opening to subdue her.
But just as Quran threw a punch, ready to overpower Zoe. She suddenly grabbed his arm, using his momentum to flip over his back in one fluid motion. Then, she landed a sharp left hook straight into his underarm.
Zoe landed a heavy punch right in Quran's underarm, sending him staggering back two steps.
Before Quran could steady himself, Zoe struck again—her fists raining down on his chest like a furious storm.
Each bone-crunching impact of fists slamming into bone sent a visible shudder through the crowd.
'It's over!' everyone thought.
Zoe didn't hold back. Though she wasn't using her full strength against Quran, she gave him her undivided focus—the least respect owed to a hero and a master.
Quran tasted blood in his throat, but forced it down, refusing to show any weakness.
He thought to himself, 'I really underestimated this girl. Who knew she actually had real skills?'
"Behold my combination punches!" Quran declared. He launched a fist at Zoe's jaw, then followed with another straight at her heart.
Quran's fist packed devastating power—shattering bones was routine for him.
As for his fist, a single strike to the heart could induce instant cardiac arrest.
But they were no match for Zoe. In mere seconds, she had them all flat on their backs.
Prepared or unprepared, none of them could catch a glimpse of Zoe's moves. By the time they realized what was happening, they had already been knocked to the ground.
Her punches and footwork were lightning fast—most couldn't even react, let alone defend themselves. Clearly, they all knew Zoe was a trained fighter.
With furious howls, the soldiers charged forward en masse, determined to block Zoe from reaching Quran. They were defending not only Quran's honor, but their own pride as soldiers.
Yet no matter how many tried to stop her, Zoe was simply unstoppable.
Using the fallen stepping stones, she made her way straight to Quran. At that moment, the two of them stood less than two feet apart, face to face.
"Impressive courage and skill! You're indeed a promising talent, but you've challenged the wrong man! You're not worthy of facing me!" Quran stood with his hands clasped behind his back, exuding inscrutable air.
He had just taken in all of Zoe's techniques, yet there wasn't a hint of panic in his demeanor. He was absolutely certain she was no match for him.
Troy walked up to Zoe and said, "Let's call it a day. You've already proven your worth today."
Troy knew all too well that Quran was Shawn's mentor and close friend—their bond went far beyond age, almost like family.
If Zoe really came to blows with Quran, Shawn would be the one caught in the middle, facing an impossible dilemma.
Troy was Shawn's big fan, and Zoe's too. He couldn't stand the thought of his ship sinking because of Quran.
But Zoe ignored Troy's warning completely, squaring up to Quran in a clear challenge stance.
Though Quran could have refused to fight someone so much younger, Zoe's audacious defiance utterly provoked him.
"Fine. Since you're so eager to spar, I'll show you exactly where the gap between us lies," said Quran.
Quran hailed from a boxing dynasty. For generations, his family had passed down their signature fighting style, executing their combination punches with ferocious power that commanded respect.
In every fight, this ancestral art earned him resounding victory and glory.
This time, instead of using his ultimate move against Zoe, he relied on the military hand-to-hand combat techniques he had mastered. Every move was infused with the immense force of a seasoned martial artist.
These seemingly ordinary techniques would prove fatal or crippling to any ordinary person.
Yet Zoe moved with surprising agility. Each time Quran thought he had her pinned, she'd slip away with effortless grace.
At first, it was a cat-and-mouse game—Quran in pursuit while Zoe nimbly evaded.
Though surprised by Zoe's nimble moves, Quran paid little heed. He steadily escalated his efforts, probing for an opening to subdue her.
But just as Quran threw a punch, ready to overpower Zoe. She suddenly grabbed his arm, using his momentum to flip over his back in one fluid motion. Then, she landed a sharp left hook straight into his underarm.
Zoe landed a heavy punch right in Quran's underarm, sending him staggering back two steps.
Before Quran could steady himself, Zoe struck again—her fists raining down on his chest like a furious storm.
Each bone-crunching impact of fists slamming into bone sent a visible shudder through the crowd.
'It's over!' everyone thought.
Zoe didn't hold back. Though she wasn't using her full strength against Quran, she gave him her undivided focus—the least respect owed to a hero and a master.
Quran tasted blood in his throat, but forced it down, refusing to show any weakness.
He thought to himself, 'I really underestimated this girl. Who knew she actually had real skills?'
"Behold my combination punches!" Quran declared. He launched a fist at Zoe's jaw, then followed with another straight at her heart.
Quran's fist packed devastating power—shattering bones was routine for him.
As for his fist, a single strike to the heart could induce instant cardiac arrest.
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