Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)

Chapter 138

Bighost said, "Ms. Spencer, you might have some skills, but the members of the Death Guild are not to be underestimated. Let me have a little spar with you first..." "So much nonsense." Ophelia's eyes sharpened, and as she lifted her eyelids, a glint of murderous intent flashed in her

The cold smirk on Bighost's face was only halfway shown. The next moment, he took a heavy kick to the chest.

His whole body staggered backward uncontrollably, hitting the iron fence with a loud clang.

gaze.

Bighost grabbed onto the iron fence with one hand and clutched his chest with the other, seemingly unable to believe that the girl in front of him delivered that kick.

"Wasn't that a bit sneaky of you, Ms. Spencer? Attacking while I wasn't prepared?" The smile vanished from Bighost's face, turning suddenly serious.

Everyone assumed Bighost was caught off guard and looked at Ophelia with even more disdain.

"Is your talking done? And still not ready? So... shall we begin now?" Once the words were spoken, Bighost stared intensely at the girl in front of him and charged at her, swinging his fist.

At the same time, Roger and Huson also joined in the action. They did not go easy on her just because she was a girl; every move was a deadly technique.

Ophelia performed a scissor kick, capturing one of the men, and turned her head to avoid another's attack.

With another over-the-shoulder throw, she used the man as a cushion as they tumbled to the ground. After subduing him, she immediately attacked another person.

She shifted from defense to offense in just under thirty seconds.

Ophelia relentlessly pressed forward, quickly dismantling their defenses, while Bighost tried to leverage his natural strength to strike her.

But surprisingly, Ophelia in front of him, as agile as a snake, had an astonishing burst of power.

Every time she attacked the other two directly, a simple sidekick sent him crashing back into the iron fence.

This wasn't a close fight at all, it was Ophelia totally overpowering and mocking them. If she had a sharp weapon right now, they would've been defeated countless times.

The only thing visible on the ring was Ophelia's graceful figure, controlling everything effortlessly.

Melanie below the stage stared in disbelief, unable to comprehend what was happening.

After Ophelia easily kicked Bighost away for the second time, the color began to drain from Melanie's face, leaving her looking stern and serious.

Her hands were clenched tightly as she gritted her teeth, unaware of the metallic taste of blood in her mouth, her eyes fixed on Ophelia on the stage who effortlessly defeated the trio. She thought, 'How is that possible?'

The fight's noise had already grabbed the attention of everyone else in the venue.

"He had no chance to fight back against her, right?"

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"It's not just that! Even Roger and Huson were no match for her!

"Oh my gosh! How can someone with such slender arms and legs have such powerful strength? No way!"

"You think the woman who catches Kenneth's eye is just an ordinary person?"

"Well... no wonder she's Kenneth's woman."

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Even the seasoned veterans who usually dominated the training field were exchanging glances, unsure if they could dodge her attacks if they were the ones in the ring. +5

Their eyes occasionally drifted to Melanie, whose face was pale. This is the first time I've seen a woman who can fight better than Melanie!" someone whispered.

"Not just that... compared to her, Melanie is... way behind."

Hearing their comments, Melanie's face turned dark, as if it was filled with dark clouds.

She thought, 'Impossible! How can this girl have such amazing skills?'

She had thought Ophelia was just a pretty face, but never expected...

She could barely defeat the brothers Roger and Huson, while Bighost was stronger than her, and now this girl was thrashing them. She thought, 'Does this mean I'm not a match for this girl Melanie didn't want to admit that, but the truth was right in front of her. No matter how much she didn't want to believe it, it was undeniable.

At that moment, Kenneth walked into the arena, with Ray and others by his side.

Ray said just a moment ago how lively the training field was today, but when he saw who was in the ring, even his bushy beard was taken aback.

Ever since he got kicked by Ophelia, his view of her had completely changed. He thought, 'Are these people asking for trouble?'

In the ring, Bighost clutched his chest and coughed up another mouthful of blood. This time, he just collapsed to the ground.

Both Roger and Huson were badly injured. They might have just looked a bit sweaty, but they knew if Ophelia hadn't held back, they'd probably have few intact ribs left.

The moment everyone in the venue saw Kenneth arrive, they immediately made room for him, nodding respectfully as he passed by. "Mr. Sinclair."

Melanie quickly changed his expression, bowing slightly. "Mr. Sinclair..."

She caught sight of Kenneth's furrowed brows and his unhappy expression as he walked straight toward the platform. From what she knew about Kenneth, he was definitely upset. Even though Ophelia was with Kenneth, he wouldn't allow anyone to cause trouble at his base.

Kenneth walked over, sighed, and seeing Ophelia having so much fun, his previously furrowed brows relaxed, showing a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Come here," he said. His voice was deep and smooth, like music to the ears.

In an instant, the coldness in Ophelia's eyes faded, and she stopped what she was doing.

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The three men who had been beaten up were relieved at the sight of Kenneth, as if they had seen a savior.

Ophelia lazily tilted her head and walked towards Kenneth, blinking those innocent doe eyes at him as if to say, "I didn't

mean to."

Kenneth wrapped his arms around her and steadily lifted her off the platform.

When no one was watching, he whispered playfully in her ear, so only the two of them could hear, "Seems like you've still got plenty of strength, right?"

She immediately lost her courage and thought she acted on impulse just now. As soon as he mentioned it, she felt pain in her arms and legs. "Kenneth, my hand, wrist, and arm are all hurting..." The room was in sudden silence.

They thought, 'Want to check on the people you were fighting? You didn't seem this delicate during the match.

Kenneth gently placed her small hand in his palm and patiently massaged it. "Does it still hurt?"

Ophelia shook her head, then nodded, looking soft and so different from before.

The crowd was speechless.

Melanie's face turned pale instantly, her legs felt heavy as if filled with lead, frozen to the spot, unable to believe what she saw. Kenneth wasn't like this be

Ophelia said, "I'm hungry, Kenneth. Why did it take you so long to finish?"

Everyone's eyes widened. They thought that it was the first time anyone dared to speak to Kenneth in that tone.

"I'll take you to dinner first." Kenneth affectionately ruffled her hair, zipped up her jacket, held her small hand, and tucked it into his coat pocket. They left the arena together.

Bighost in the ring inserted his fingers into the metal fence, struggled to stand up, and wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.

He coughed and said, "That woman only knows some basic moves. I was just holding back because of Mr. Sinclair. Did she really think she was that impressive?" SEND GIFT