"We're going to start with 4 rounds of boxing, are you familiar with the rules?" Michelle stopped in front of the square ring and took a pair of rolls then started to wrap her hands while gesturing to Isabelle and Ayna to take care of Bryan which they did.

  Bryan watched as the two women wrapped his hands and between his fingers, "Punch the opponent and avoid getting punched." Bryan answered in essence because he was never a fan of combat sports throughout his twenty-four, now twenty-two, years of life.

  Michelle nodded before saying : "But you can't fight me while wearing nothing but a bathrobe... Even if it's comfortable!" Then looked towards Lisa and added : "Call Jessica and have her bring him something comfortable... And some underwear."

  Lisa smirked when she saw her captain being embarrassed but still made the call.

  Bryan on the other hand just raised an eyebrow because his earlier deductions just received another clue when Michelle avoided looking at him to hide her blush after exposing the fact that so far he's been walking among these dies while wearing nothing other than this bathrobe to cover his body.

  When Jessica arrived with Nikki and Sky, Bryan took the clothes and quickly wore them before returning to the ring where Isabelle and Ayna helped him put on a pair of extremely thick gloves while the ones Michelle had on her hands are clearly much thinner than him!

  "You're a man while I'm a woman, there's naturally a difference in power between our gender while you're clearly a lot superior compared to other men in power so... I don't to get myself hurt and end up having to spend time under Lisa's care being a b rat." Michelle said once she saw Bryan raising an eyebrow but, she especially enjoyed throwing a ridiculing joke at the end after reminding Bryan of his fate tomorrow night when Lisa gets her hands on him.

  "That's not what I was thinking at all here." Bryan shook his head and simply shrugged his shoulders while standing in his corner and talking to the tall woman in the opposite corner, Michelle is about the same height as himself maybe an inch shorter.

  Her body is not extremely thin where she's nothing but skin and bones but she can't be considered among the ones with skin, meat, and bones either... But most certainly she does ck a lot of fat on her body save for the pair of breasts which Bryan is sure he can hold each of them and cover them completely within his hands and the small and cute ass which he can also cover completely once he open his fingers a bit more.

  Her belly is ft and toned with abdominal muscles lining them from the sides and her slender legs were long and the size was proportional and optimal for a body who clearly could excel in many tasks for a long time without having the need to take a rest, meanwhile her thin arms also had a few lines detailing the right amount of muscles near the forearm, upper-arm, and shoulders.

  'I bet Michelle's arms are very fast.'

  *Ding*

  "Begin." Isabelle said after ringing the bell.

  Indeed Michelle immediately raised both hands towards her chin and like a lithe panther she took a few quick steps to close the distance before Bryan could leave the corner and once her left foot nded in front of him he could see Michelle's left hand approaching his face and growing bigger in his eyes!

  *Ssshh*

  Bryan heard the sharp whizzing sound of air being compressed at a fast speed and felt it's results on the right side of his face be that the cheek, ear, neck, and the exposed part of his shoulder since the sleeveless top he's currently wearing must've blocked the rest.

  "Hiss... Hiss... Hiss..." Michelle didn't seem disheartened once her first attack missed and her left hand snapped back to starting position as fast as it took to reach full range of motion while attacking Bryan's face then repeated the action many times while exhaling loudly through the mouthpiece protecting her teeth however, Bryan kept his arms folded at chest-level and kept evading each and every one of these fast and air-cutting jabs by moving his head out of the way or by leaning his upper body back, left, and right while studying Michelle's movements with his eyes.

  'She's stepping towards me with her left foot to close the distance, Michelle is pnning to force me back to the end of the corner where there's no more space left for me to lean or the ropes would hinder me... So smart!' Bryan thought while letting his knees bend and instead of leaning back he went left and forward with his head before doing a small and quick circle with his head below Michelle's extended arm while pushing with his left foot to leave the corner completely by sliding to the side with his back to the ropes.

  Meanwhile Jessica, Isabelle, Ayna, Nikki, Sky, and Lisa were unable to hide their shock after seeing Bryan simply getting away from the corner unscathed and untouched without even raising his guard to block once.

  From the moment Michelle threw her first punch, including herself... All the dies immediately understood that this Bryan never once entered a boxing ring and that confirmed their information about him being an odd kid and a reclusive bookworm from the moment he was admitted to the orphanage to the time he reached the age of being released to the world where he lived an unsocial and friendless life during the four years of college where spent it alone in his room studying.

  His reaction to the first punch was unexpected since most people would raise their hands to cover up if something neared their face or lower their heads to protect their eyes which is the most natural reflex, but Bryan did neither which meant that he could see Michelle's greeting to any opponent she ever met in a boxing ring... Which is a whip-like snapping punch in the eyes which feels like lightning.

  Even a few world champions and Olympic gold medalists were rudely awakened to the reality of Michelle's unbelievable speed and accuracy plus the solid technique behind every single one of her actions which forced them to take her very seriously and stay on their toes or they'd be embarrassed.

  None of them and by that they mean the top, top-css of this noble sport... None of them dared to face Michelle's lightning-like jabs while having their guard completely lowered.

  All of them at least raised their hands to catch the jabs before trying to use the opportunity as Michelle's fist is going back to shoot!

  Bryan here just kept weaving without even having to bob until Michelle pnned to take the weaving from his arsenal, it was then that he used a simple bob to submerge at the side and away from her range... Now she need to turn and correct her stance before being able to resume her assault.

  But he just did what seemed like the impossible right in front of them with ease, the reason these women are able to tell that Bryan isn't giving this his best unlike Michelle is because normal people would be too occupied by trying to avoid the extremely fast, sharp, and accurate assault which would make it extremely difficult to notice what else Michelle is pnning to do or... Cover up and block which would certainly limit their view even more and allow Michelle to set even more traps.

  However, since Bryan's arms were open and at chest-level while avoiding the punches he was able to see Michelle's lead foot while she was setting the trap and left before she could do anything to restrict him.

  Michelle frowned because this is something which never happened to her before, the first punch always nded... It was like the gods above had decreed for that to happen to all her opponents!

  Yet this Bryan in front of her was watching and watching and watching without trying to retaliate once as he avoided one after another of her jabs, when she wanted to corner him he just slipped away before she could do anything to stop him... Usually in these situations her opponent's body would be open for her to hit while they're on the exit Michelle would strike but Bryan's hands were at chest-level from the very beginning and hitting the arms is useless when strength isn't really her advantage.

  Not to mention that she might hit the elbow instead which hurts like a motherfucker.

  Of course Michelle didn't take the useless shot and waste her energy but the shock was the speed of Bryan's exit, he was already standing out of her range when her left hand was back to starting position.

  "You're very fast Michelle, much faster than I expected really... I bet your opponents hate it when they leave the ring feeling the skin on their face swelling after meeting you." Bryan said while looking at Michelle and smiling through the headgear which exposed his mouthpiece.

  However, what shocked his opponent and the six dies watching was when he perfectly mimicked Michelle's stance and relinquished his amateurish, awkward, and square stance from before.

  His foot work was cking clearly and completely different from Michelle when Bryan circled to the right and took the center of the ring while she followed him in calcuted and measured steps without stopping the movement from her left arm as her fist kept firing more and more jabs, while they thought Bryan would start punching which would certainly make this sparring match a lot more exciting... He didn't even use his gloves to block once and kept avoiding the punches coming his way!

  Bryan's movement became smoother and a lot more fluid which forced Michelle to step more with her lead foot and turn from time to time to follow him in the ring.

  "What's going on?" Lisa asked because among them she's the least experience one when it comes to knowledge of combat sports and cking complete interest in practicing combat sports despite being the strongest of all women... Actually she never met a woman that's stronger than her which annoys Lisa completely because most of the men she met were also weaker than herself while the rare ones she confronted were barely able to match her and the few Lisa was really rooting for with all her heart could only match her.

  Only this young and handsome man overpowered her, she felt really happy after meeting him but... He spanked her butt which still stings and making it awkward for her to sit.

  "His footwork is getting much better." Nikki said.

  Isabelle shook her head : "He's copying Michelle's style."

  "En." Sky nodded before saying : "I wonder if he's pnning to throw any punches."

  Jessica's face went pale, "I hope he doesn't!"

  "But we gave him the biggest and thickest gloves." Ayna said while frowning, certainly Bryan knows this is just a sparring match and he should hold back.

  Lisa clicked her tongue, "The body! Go for the body, stop it with the head hunting already... Forget about your precious greeting," After shouting these words Lisa stood up and walked to the ring then hammered the canvas with her fist, "Your lightning isn't the only weapon in your arsenal, give him the thunderstorm... Let it cp."

  Michelle's gzed eyes were finally back to being sharp once again after hearing Lisa's words, instantly she threw a jab which Bryan simply let slide millimeters away from his right glove which was next to his chin just like his opponent.

  But this time was unlike before when Michelle's fist would simply travel back following the same trajectory after its maximum range is reached, her elbow joint didn't extend to the limit and was already folding much earlier than he anticipated.

  Meanwhile Michelle's tiny hip was in the process of twisting as she retracted her left punch and her left foot was no longer completely touching the canvas with her sole but anchored on her toes!

  'She's using her right hand this time... Is she listening to Lisa's advice and aiming for my body?' Bryan thought while focusing on the motion of her right fist which indeed started to move aiming straight for his belly right between his elbows.

  But while he was about to curl his spine to move his body away from the reach of the incoming punch, Bryan sensed something touching his right hand and hooking around his wrist to pull it towards Michelle... Or pull Michelle towards him to be correct.

  'Sorry.' Bryan thought while mimicking Michelle's motion of a jab.

  *Snap*

  Lisa and every other woman watching saw Michelle's head get thrown backwards to the limit of her neck before her legs failed to carry her weight and Michelle just crumbled to the canvas in an awkward way with her knees and ankles bent at weird and uncomfortable angles beneath her body.