Chapter 2 - Former Marine Instructor Destroys MMA Fighter Instantly
Dustin lunged forward with a wild, overhand right designed to knock my head clean off my shoulders.
I didn't blink, stepping neatly inside his reach while executing a textbook martial arts centerline parry.
Before his fist could even graze my cheek, my palm struck his sternum with explosive, bone-rattling force.
Dustin gasped as the air left his lungs in a violent rush, his eyes widening in sudden, unadulterated terror.
I hooked my leg behind his ankle and swept him off the canvas with ruthless, mechanical precision.
He hit the rubberized gym floor with a deafening thud that vibrated through the entire training facility.
Before he could even attempt to roll away, my knee dropped squarely onto the center of his chest.
I leaned down close to his ear, my voice dropping to a low, icy military whisper.
“That’s for every single tear my daughter cried because of your pathetic, cowardly fists,” I told him coldly.
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Dustin clawed weakly at my forearms, but my grip remained as immovable as a reinforced steel beam.
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