Devon kept her eyes closed, thinking about what this victory meant for her and her teammates, so she couldn't afford to lose.
"Your victory is my victory!" Devon whispered repeatedly as she walked towards the combat arena, ready to give her best.
Johnny looked at Devon from afar and said, "Miss Robinson, we are proud that you've made it to the final. No matter what happens, remember that you are fighting against the defender of the previous tournament, so you shouldn't show mercy."
"Yes, Sensei!" Aisha nodded as she stepped into the arena, looking at Devon challengingly.
"You know how this goes, three points for the winner, ready? Ready, Bow, look at each other, Bow!"
"Fight!"
Devon raised her guard and said, "In a few years, I'm sure you'll be very strong, that is unless you give up after being defeated like I did with Samantha LaRusso!"
What she hated the most were people who gave up. If she had lost in this tournament, she would have doubled her efforts, and in the next year, she would have beaten everyone who had defeated her, proving that she was better than everyone thought. But in exchange for that, Devon had encountered many girls who gave up before even trying.
Aisha looked at Devon and said, "Don't worry, I won't have to train much more to beat you."
"Then don't disappoint me!" Devon exerted force in her limbs as each of her movements fell into sync with her mind.
Aisha didn't want to wait, so she attacked directly. Every step she took brought her closer to her opponent, but Devon showed no signs of moving at any moment. At this scene, many in the audience became increasingly nervous; it seemed as if the difference in strength was insignificant for Devon.
"What is she doing?" Eli couldn't understand what Devon was doing by not making any moves.
On the sidelines, Johnny frowned, observing what Miss Lee was trying to do.
Thud!
Just as Aisha's punch was about to make contact with Devon's chest, she finally made her move. She extended her right palm and delivered a strong blow to the lower part of her opponent's attack much faster than Aisha was.
To everyone's surprise, that collision of blows didn't end with Aisha's point, even though she was the one with more strength. Instead, as if the blows didn't affect her, Devon's body didn't retreat at all. It was as if Aisha didn't have the strength to make her move back at all.
"How can this be possible?"
This unimaginable scene left the audience stunned. How could it be that someone like Aisha's strength couldn't move Devon even an inch, who was obviously thinner and less muscular? Even Aisha's demeanor suddenly changed, and all that confidence vanished from her face. From what she could feel, Devon's palm hit much faster than her punch, and she could feel that her blow didn't hit her rival a hundred percent.
And in this case, she finally started to feel anxious.
Devon looked at Aisha, who had a completely different expression than before, making it clear that she hadn't become a champion with just a year of casual training but had been entering since Dash had proposed it to her.
"There's a difference between strength and skill!"
"Now!" Aisha didn't want to hear more words from Devon, who seemed to be teaching her things she didn't need.
At that moment, she attacked again, but this was seen by Devon, and she knew what to do. She moved her hands, raising her defense, and from a tricky angle, Devon hit Aisha with her elbow where she couldn't defend herself, causing her to step back and show pain.
"Point!"
"That's our champion!" Victor shouted from the crowd, wanting to hit the guys who didn't believe in Devon from the beginning.
Johnny looked at Aisha and shook his head; he couldn't deny that she was good, but Devon's level was something she couldn't surpass in less than a year of training and with much less speed. She had strength; she could clearly be superior to Devon in that aspect, but that didn't mean she was superior.
In this sense, things would be more complicated from now on after Devon showed her brutality.
"Come on, Aisha, you can do it!"
The referee looked at both competitors and asked, "Ready? Fight!"
"Now!" Aisha didn't want to give up without giving Devon a worthy fight, so she exploded in strength and fury at the same time.
With a face wanting to win it all, Devon raised her hands again and looked at her rival without any kind of sentiment. Stronger and more lethal, this time she had to use all her strength in the attacks to avoid being harmed and win the match faster.
Being in distance with Aisha, Devon struck quickly.
Her fist hit Aisha's shoulder with force, causing the audience to become very excited about the dominance Devon Lee was displaying.
Thud!
And before the referee could signal a point, Devon turned around, and a high kick landed in Aisha's stomach while she was in the air.
"Ooooh!"
The audience reacted to that hit, and everyone felt a bit sorry for Aisha, who hadn't been able to do anything so far against Devon's blows.