Chapter eighty eight

Zach’s POV

The man at one time punched her with his powerful fist, one she could not dodge, but she blocked it with her arm which pushed her to her limits as she was blown backwards to the edge of the ring.

“Not bad,” he laughed. “Now let’s see if you can keep that up and attack me.”

Without wasting any time, she blitzed into him, claws out and fangs ready to attack. When she got into his range, she flipped into the air, turning around before punching him in the face which he easily weaved out of her way.

I was enjoying the way they danced on the field. This was different from how I fought and I enjoyed their battle.

The man was testing her reflexes and adaptability. Despite her master being a formidable challenge, Willow remained focused on winning, her determination shining through.

As the session continued, Willow’s superhuman strength became even greater. Everyone could see her strikes which carried an intensity that surpassed the norms of a regular wolf.

She could easily fool me