Inside the training room, Lucia Lopes was sent flying again, and not knowing how many times it had happened.
"No more, no more," Lucia Lopes waved her hand, looking quiet frustrated.
At first, when Amalia called her to the training room, she was excited, thinking she could finally spar with her.
She also wanted to find out who was stronger between her and Amalia.
However, in these past few days, she hadn't won a single time, except for the first draw, she lost every time afterwards.
Lucia Lopes was also unconvinced.
She didn't believe it at first, but after her consecutive defeats, she had finally accepted her defeat.
The gap between her and Amalia was getting wider and wider.
"What do you usually eat? How do you improve so fast?" Lucia Lopes was quite frustrated.
Before going to the Disaster Zone, her cultivation level was one and a half minor realms higher than Amalia's.
