Chapter 363 Let You Have One Hand
The entire training ground suddenly fell dead silent.
Isabella's punch immediately drew everyone's attention.
Watching Isabella so brutally send Delmar flying, they all twitched their lips in unison, somewhat shocked.
Alphonse's attention was also drawn over.
"Good!"
"Very good!"
He clapped his hands in approval, looking at Isabella with admiration. "That was a beautiful punch!"
Delmar clutched his aching chest. Hearing this, his face darkened.
Isabella looked at Delmar from a distance, raising her eyebrows slightly. "How are you so useless?"
Her tone was light but mocking.
At this moment, everyone hadn't noticed anything unusual yet, thinking this was just playful banter between a "couple."
Someone even joked, "If I could get 'beaten up' by such a beautiful girlfriend, I'd be totally willing."
"Isabella, since you're a girl," Delmar said in a low voice, "I let you make the first move just now. But from here on, I won't go easy on you anymore. You better watch out."
He admitted that he had indeed been careless earlier, which was why he took that punch from Isabella.
But from now on, he wouldn't let Isabella off easy anymore.
Isabella looked at Delmar and smiled with contempt.
Perhaps her smile was too glaring, because Delmar felt anger rising in his chest.
His eyes hardened as he charged toward Isabella.
Once again, Delmar was sent flying by Isabella's punch.
This time, blood trickled from the corner of Delmar's mouth.
And then...
Everyone watched as Delmar flew back and forth.
Isabella treated him like a punching bag, hitting him from one end to the other, then from that end back to this end.
Finally, Isabella delivered an uppercut that sent Delmar flying into the air.
For the last time, Delmar crashed heavily to the ground.
A large mouthful of blood spilled from his mouth.
Everyone was stunned.
Did Isabella really like Delmar?
They were starting to doubt it.
Things seemed to be going in the wrong direction.
Alphonse stood to the side, dancing excitedly and clapping wildly.
"Beautiful!"
"That punch was beautiful!"
"This fighting style is so satisfying to watch!"
He was thrilled.
Isabella had taken his boxing technique to the extreme.
And he could also see that during the fight with Delmar, Isabella had only used this one boxing technique.
Isabella was using it flexibly and creatively—she had exceptional talent.
He really appreciated Isabella!
As for whether Delmar lived or died, Alphonse temporarily ignored that.
However, quite a few guys, seeing Delmar beaten so badly by Isabella, felt sympathy for him while also thinking he was embarrassing all men.
"Delmar, can you do this or not? Don't make us men lose face!"
"You can't even beat a girl—what kind of man are you?"
"If you can't do it, let me! Let me win back the dignity we men have lost!"
The guys' eyes suddenly lit up with interest as they looked at Isabella.
Isabella looked at Delmar lying on the ground and smiled faintly. "Delmar, get up. Since everyone's saying this, I'll give you another handicap—I'll fight you with one hand. If you still can't beat me with one hand tied, it proves you guys are nothing special, not even half as good as a girl."
These words were clearly provoking all the guys present.
The guys got even more excited.
"Delmar, get up and teach her a lesson!"
"She's saying all that—Delmar, hurry up and show your real strength!"
"Delmar, don't embarrass us guys!"
Amid all the shouting, Delmar gritted his teeth and got up.
He raised his head and stared hard at Isabella, fury burning in his eyes.
"I don't need your handicap!"
With that, he swung his fist toward Isabella.
Isabella just smiled, calmly putting one hand behind her back, using only her other hand to fight Delmar.
Isabella used one fist against two, yet still didn't lose ground.
The familiar sound rang out again.
A powerful punch landed on Delmar's back, sending him flying once more.
Seeing this, the guys were immediately disappointed.
They beat their chests in frustration.
"Delmar, what are you doing?"
"You're so useless!"
"You've completely embarrassed us!"
"You can't even beat her one hand with both of yours—what good are you?"
"..."
They were all anxious, wishing they could fight in Delmar's place.
Hearing voices from all directions, veins bulged on Delmar's forehead. He had clearly reached the peak of anger.
Isabella looked at him calmly and said, "Since you still can't beat me even with a one-hand handicap, how about this—I'll also give you a leg."
Hearing this, the guys got even angrier.
The more casual Isabella's attitude was, the more insulted and mocked they felt.
"Hahaha!"
Alphonse burst out laughing.
He hadn't seen anything this interesting in a long time.
Isabella really knew how to provoke these guys. Watching them grit their teeth like this, he found it particularly entertaining.
Delmar's whole body hurt, but at the same time, he felt like his insides were burning—from Isabella's taunts.
He felt like his dignity was being trampled under Isabella's feet.
"Shut up! I don't need your handicap! Who do you think you are!"
Delmar, like an enraged lion, swept toward Isabella with tremendous force.
Isabella's expression remained calm.
She still kept one hand behind her back, and her feet didn't move either—she just stood in place, waiting for Delmar's attack.
"What's happening? Is she really going to give Delmar a leg handicap?"
"She's not even moving. If Delmar still can't win, he's useless!"
"He's worse than trash!"
"Exactly!"
The guys clenched their fists, watching the scene with burning eyes.
Isabella watched the figure rapidly approaching her. Suddenly, she bent her upper body at an extremely tricky angle, dodging the attack.
The onlookers' pupils dilated slightly.
Just now, Isabella's body had bent to such a degree—this showed her body had exceptional flexibility, something most people couldn't do, and her reflexes were also extraordinary.
After dodging the attack, Isabella straightened up, tightened her five fingers, and turned her palm into a fist.
Delmar went flying again!
The guys completely deflated.
"Lost again!"
They had given up all hope in Delmar and couldn't even be bothered to look at him.
"Looks like you still can't do it. I've already given you one hand and one leg, and you're still this weak. How about I give you the other hand too?"
This was an insult.
Insult after insult!
Blatant insult!
Delmar's eyes turned red with anger.
He got up from the ground and turned to leave without looking back.
Alphonse watched Delmar's retreating figure and frowned. "Where are you going? Not attending class anymore?"