Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 596

"You get three chances. If you win even once, I'll consider it your victory," Ebony Fox stated calmly. "You can come at me one-on-one, or as a group."

The trainees exchanged condescending smirks. Ebony Fox was unbelievably arrogant. If they couldn't win with so many of them against one, they'd be a complete laughingstock.

"Deal," they agreed.

The first to step up was a tall, muscular man. He was renowned in military circles as the 'Divine Fist,' having taken first place in last year's live-fire field training and single-handedly captured the 'enemy' leader. He was undefeated in his unit.

Sending him out first was partly a gesture of chivalry—a way to show they weren't ganging up on a woman—and partly a strategy to end things quickly so they could get a new instructor.

"I'll go first," the man said, stepping forward with his chin held high. His eyes, fixed on Ebony, were filled with a killer instinct. "Go all out, instructor. Don't hold back."

Ebony set her water bottle down and strolled forward. "Let's see whose techniques are more effective—your old instructors' or mine."

As the signal was given, the trainee clenched his fists and charged.

Ebony Fox didn't move. Just as his punch flew toward her, she arched her back, her hands shooting out to grab his left leg. With just a fraction of her strength, she heaved.

The trainee didn't even have time to process what was happening before he found himself airborne. A split second later, he slammed onto the ground with a sickening thud, the impact rattling every bone in his body.

Everyone stared, dumbfounded. They hadn't even seen how she'd done it. One moment he was attacking, the next he was on the ground. Was it a trick of the light?

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