Ian Rowan had howled in pain from that last hit, but she barely felt a thing. 'Could it be that I was beaten so badly in my past life that my pain receptors have degenerated?'
"I can't believe you're such a good fighter. In that case, I'm not holding back!" Ian Rowan took two steps back and reset his stance.
"Bring it on." Ivy Holden collected her chaotic thoughts and focused her full attention on Ian Rowan.
Just as Ian Rowan was about to throw a punch, the image of a left hook flashed through Ivy Holden's mind. She reacted instantly and perfectly dodged his attack.
"Excellent!" Ian Rowan shouted, continuing to throw punches.
Ian Rowan unleashed a continuous stream of attacks, but it was as if Ivy Holden was wired into his brain. She could always predict his moves before he made them and dodge perfectly.
Ivy Holden didn't launch any attacks of her own this round. She mainly wanted to see just how fast she could be when it came to evasion.
