Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 846 As Aspen's leg came swinging straight for Andrew's midsection, he remained completely unfazed.

Instead of dodging, he let his body fall backward in a perfectly straight motion.

Her kick swept right over his head, missing entirely.

The nearby West End fighters, who had been training just moments ago, quickly gathered around to watch.

The moment they saw what Andrew had done, their jaws nearly hit the floor.

He still had not moved from his original position, yet his body bent backward at an impossible angle, nearly parallel to the ground.

This was not something an ordinary person could pull off.

Only someone with absolute control over their bodyon a monstrous Ievelcould achieve such a feat.

Aspen gritted her teeth.

She had missed, but she did not hesitate to press forward.

As her leg came down, aiming to plant her foot on the ground and follow up with another strike, Andrew suddenly smacked the floor with one hand.

Inan instant, his body spun like a top, twisting away effortlessly.

Aspen's second strike hit nothing but air.

The crowd erupted into cheers, completely blown away by Andrew's precision and agility.

Aspen cursed under her breath.

Frustration burned inside her as she lunged forward, launching a flurry of punches at him.

---- Yet, it was pointless.

Each time her fists were about to make contact, Andrew would vanish from her reachdodging left, right, up, or down like a phantom.

She poured every ounce of her strength into the attack, fists and legs flying like a raging storm.

Even so, no matter how fast or aggressive her attacks were, it was useless.

Her blows looked powerful, but they never landed.

No matter how hard she tried, she could not touch him.

Aspen was both shocked and infuriated.

Her breathing grew heavier, sweat forming on her brow as she realized just how ridiculous Andrew's reflexes were.

The fact that she could not even brush against him was an outright humiliation.

Then, just as she was about to go for another strike, Andrew finally countered.

His hand shot forward toward her like lightning.

Aspen's eyes lit up with excitement, thinking this was her chance.

It did not matter if she could not match his strengthshe only needed to touch him to win.

She quickly raised her hand to intercept his strike, aiming to make contact at all costs.

However, the moment their hands were about to meet, Andrew's palm twisted in midair with an unnatural movement.

It bypassed her completely, sliding past her arm and heading straight for her chest.

Aspen's face turned scarlet with rage and embarrassment, thinking, What a bastard! Was he really about to grab me there?" ---- Before she could react, Andrew's hand changed direction again.

this time, his palm struck her across the face, and a bright red mark instantly bloomed on her cheek.

Aspen's eyes widened in pure disbelief, unable to process what had just happened.

For a brief moment, she stood frozen.

Then, ignoring the burning pain and humiliation, she clenched her jaw and charged at him again.

Andrew dodged effortlessly, sidestepping her attack with ease.

Before she could react, his elbow came up and slammed into her back.

Aspen gasped, feeling the breath knocked out of her as pain exploded in her chest.

Andrew was not done.

Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he yanked her backward before delivering another vicious slapthis time, to the other side of her face.

The sound echoed through the training hall, and a second red imprint now marked her flawless skin.

Aspen stood there, stunned, unable to process what had just happened.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she mumbled, "You..." Not from the painshe had suffered worse.

Not even from the slaps themselves.

She had trained since childhood, endured grueling discipline, and built unshakable mental strength.

But this? This was humiliation.

---- Andrew was not just hitting herhe was degrading her.

Moreover, he had done it in front of an entire crowd, trampling her pride into the dirt.