Part 3

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The guy finally let me go. He had finally noticed that I wasn't going to stop kicking and punching him. As soon as he did, I ran for my life. But no one came after me. I was safe. I then decided to go to the gym. I was really out of shape. I hadn't competed for a year due to well...a reason obviously.

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I worked out hard core. One hour on the treadmill. Half an hour lifting 35 kilos. Now, I was punching and kicking a punching bag.

"Young lady, you should take a break!" An unfamiliar voice carried out.

I jumped in surprise, spun round, and gave the guy a fiery glare. He just destroyed my concentration, and for that, he must pay. So I threw a punch at him, but, he blocked it, grabbing my arm and spinning my body round to his. I froze. That had never happened before. I usually was unstoppable!

"You gonna say something?" He taunted.

I tried to elbow him. But he miraculously stopped me once again.

"I suggest you should stop doing that, you won't get an easy hit, and you're way to slow for a champion!"

Wow, he's conceited...


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i was already to upload... but the internet wasn't working...and I was sad!!!


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