*Whack~*
A dull sound resounded across the whole floor when Valentina simply stopped Leva's fist by catching it.
"Eh?" Leva's eyes almost popped out, seeing that his punch was stopped so easily by someone three levels weaker than him. The other party didn't even employ any fancy ethereal arts, nor did she seem to be exerting much strength.
Her face looked expressionless as before except for a cold smirk that hung on her lips.
"Hnngg…" Leva felt a bad feeling in his heart and strained his forearms, even more, trying to push out his maximum strength by focusing all his ethereal energy towards his fist.
But even after he completely transferred his strength towards his fist, Valentina didn't move an inch and didn't even seem to be trying hard. Her expression was still the same, and she even began to look at him with a condescending gaze.
Leva's neck and arms became stiff as his desperation increased with each second.
