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An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori Chapter 738


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“There! All done!” Abigail rested the bat on her shoulder like a thug and walked toward Dustin, smiling proudly. “How did I do?”
“Not bad. You’ve improved a lot in the last few days.” Dustin nodded, pleased.
Abigail was an extremely talented martial artist. Compared to regular martial artists, she only needed to practice for one day to achieve what others needed a year for. Furthermore, with Dustin’s guidance, there has been huge growth in her skills.
She used to struggle against ten opponents, but now, she could take them on easily.
“Duh. Don’t you know who I am?” Abigail lifted her chin smugly. For some reason, she woke up feeling extra strong this morning, as though she had endless bursts of energy.
“Are you two going to leave by yourself, or must I force you?” Dustin slowly turned toward Miranda and Preston.
“I underestimated you. I didn’t expect you to have a female bodyguard,” Preston got over his surprise and jeered. “But do you think a girl can stop us? How foolish!”
“Do you want to get beaten up too?” Abigail turned around and glared at Preston.
“A beating? Pfft!” Preston chuckled.
“Don’t tell me you thought Asclepia disciples were only good at medicine? Well, geniuses like us are more than just skilled at medicine.
“We’re also skilled martial artists! We just keep quiet about this. Of course, if you guys insist on being stubborn, I’ll have no choice but to teach you a lesson!” Preston took his jacket off and began to roll up his sleeves.
“Let’s see if you really are that strong!” Abigail jumped forward and swung her bat toward him.
“Great timing!” Preston grinned.
He stood his ground and flung out his hand instead. When his palm touched the bat, he pulled his hand back and struck the bat repeatedly. It created an air vortex that spun the bat around to hit Abigail.
“What?” Startled, Abigail stopped attacking and turned her face. However, she was too slow, and her bat slammed into her shoulder. She immediately winced in pain.
“That’s impossible!” Abigail gritted her teeth and swung her bat toward Preston again, her attack much faster and stronger this time.
“Foolish child.” Preston smirked and did the same thing, causing Abigail to be hit by her attack. She instinctively lifted her arm to block the bat.
There was a thud as the bat cracked under the force, and her arm was injured.
“That’s it! I’ll kill you!” Abigail cried furiously. Her stubborn personality caused her to attack again, but the results were the same.
All her attacks on Preston were reflected and hit her instead.
Right before the bat could bust her head apart, a stone shot out and shattered the bat, stopping the attack.
“You’re no match for him, kid. Go and take a break.” Dustin told her.
“I can still fight!” Abigail was upset.
“Don’t be stubborn. Just watch and learn.” Dustin gestured for her to step back.
Pouting, Abigail stood back reluctantly.
“Pfft! She’s no match for me, so what makes you think you’ll win?” Preston mocked. He had yet to use half of his strength earlier.
“Enough with the chit-chat and do your worst.” Dustin placed his left hand behind his back and extended his right to curl his finger, provoking Preston.

An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori Chapter 738

An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori Chapter 738

hapter 738
“There! All done!” Abigail rested the bat on her shoulder like a thug and walked toward Dustin, smiling proudly. “How did I do?”
“Not bad. You’ve improved a lot in the last few days.” Dustin nodded, pleased.
Abigail was an extremely talented martial artist. Compared to regular martial artists, she only needed to practice for one day to achieve what others needed a year for. Furthermore, with Dustin’s guidance, there has been huge growth in her skills.
She used to struggle against ten opponents, but now, she could take them on easily.
“Duh. Don’t you know who I am?” Abigail lifted her chin smugly. For some reason, she woke up feeling extra strong this morning, as though she had endless bursts of energy.
“Are you two going to leave by yourself, or must I force you?” Dustin slowly turned toward Miranda and Preston.
“I underestimated you. I didn’t expect you to have a female bodyguard,” Preston got over his surprise and jeered. “But do you think a girl can stop us? How foolish!”
“Do you want to get beaten up too?” Abigail turned around and glared at Preston.
“A beating? Pfft!” Preston chuckled.
“Don’t tell me you thought Asclepia disciples were only good at medicine? Well, geniuses like us are more than just skilled at medicine.
“We’re also skilled martial artists! We just keep quiet about this. Of course, if you guys insist on being stubborn, I’ll have no choice but to teach you a lesson!” Preston took his jacket off and began to roll up his sleeves.
“Let’s see if you really are that strong!” Abigail jumped forward and swung her bat toward him.
“Great timing!” Preston grinned.
He stood his ground and flung out his hand instead. When his palm touched the bat, he pulled his hand back and struck the bat repeatedly. It created an air vortex that spun the bat around to hit Abigail.
“What?” Startled, Abigail stopped attacking and turned her face. However, she was too slow, and her bat slammed into her shoulder. She immediately winced in pain.
“That’s impossible!” Abigail gritted her teeth and swung her bat toward Preston again, her attack much faster and stronger this time.
“Foolish child.” Preston smirked and did the same thing, causing Abigail to be hit by her attack. She instinctively lifted her arm to block the bat.
There was a thud as the bat cracked under the force, and her arm was injured.
“That’s it! I’ll kill you!” Abigail cried furiously. Her stubborn personality caused her to attack again, but the results were the same.
All her attacks on Preston were reflected and hit her instead.
Right before the bat could bust her head apart, a stone shot out and shattered the bat, stopping the attack.
“You’re no match for him, kid. Go and take a break.” Dustin told her.
“I can still fight!” Abigail was upset.
“Don’t be stubborn. Just watch and learn.” Dustin gestured for her to step back.
Pouting, Abigail stood back reluctantly.
“Pfft! She’s no match for me, so what makes you think you’ll win?” Preston mocked. He had yet to use half of his strength earlier.
“Enough with the chit-chat and do your worst.” Dustin placed his left hand behind his back and extended his right to curl his finger, provoking Preston.

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