Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1717


    Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1717


    Nancy confidently dered, “Well then, you’re going down.” Few people who fought against her were


    able to win, even Caspian. He was a soldier then, yet even he couldn’t escape from her iron-like grip.


    “Why do you say that?” Jory asked.


    Nancy positioned herself into a standard Taekwondo pose. “Because I’m a ck belt.”


    Jory then tapped at the car’s frame as he casually said, “What a coincidence, so am I.”


    At Strength Taekwondo.


    “It’s really a Taekwondo dojo!” Nancy’s eyes widened at the dojo before her as she hadn’t stepped foot


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    into such a ce for many years. At first, she thought that Jory was only kidding about sparring. She


    didn’t think that he would actually bring her here.


    A cunning delight shed in Jory’s eyes as he intentionally side-eyed her. “What’s wrong? Are you


    going to chicken out? Too bad, that won’t work on me.”


    Nancy coiled her fists. “Who said anything about quitting? I’m just worried that you might back out at


    thest minute. You better not cry when I beat you into a pulp.”


    “A man must keep his word. How could I back out and embarrass myself in front of a girl like you?” Jory


    leaned in to say with both hands at his back.


    At his sudden proximity, Nancy instinctively leaned backward to put some space between them. She


    retorted, “I hope you don’t regret calling me a little girl once we put on our uniforms. You’ll soon see


    that I’m a force to be reckoned with.”


    Jory sped his hands together and weed her threat. “Alright then, I’ll indulge your attempt since


    you seem so fired up.”


    Nancy normally had a demeanor that was as sweet as pie. After changing into the uniform, she tied her


    shoulder-length hair into a tall ponytail. It added height to her otherwise not-so-tall figure and made her


    seem more handsomely refined like a female warrior.


    Jory, whose appearance usually gave others the impression of being a spoiled dandy, looked more


    serious when in uniform. Despite that, his disregard for trivial matters was still visible as he hadn’t


    smoothed out the crease in his cor, which subtly revealed his well-sculpted corbones.


    The two of them simultaneously tightened the ck belts on their waists before they stepped forward


    and bowed with respect for one another. Jory then motioned for her to make the first move since she


    was a girl. Allowing women to begin their sparring was a habit that he had practiced ever since he


    started Taekwondo.


    Even if he allowed Nancy to start, he was absolutely confident that he wouldn’t lose. He only allowed


    so because he wanted to leave the impression of being an incredible and gentlemanly fighter,


    regardless of how miserably defeated she would be.


    She mentally scoffed at him. He’s letting me go first? Seriously? Or has he lost his marbles? Is it


    because I’m a girl? Well, I won’t shy away since he’s letting me. This way, I’ll have a good reason


    against him when he loses.


    She made the first attack, raising her leg into a swift kick at him. What shocked her was that Jory didn’t


    dodge her kick. Instead, he boldly raised a hand and blocked her attack without so much as a sweat.


    Nancy anxiously skidded to a halt. What’s wrong with him? I can’t believe he actually used his hand to


    block my leg. Most people’s arms would snap because the bones on our wrists are much weaker than


    other parts of the body. Does Jory think his hand is made of steel? Is he not afraid of breaking a bone?


    While Jory didn’t seem too fazed, he definitely couldn’t ignore the sharp pain that pulsed in his right


    palm. He couldn’t help but apud this girl’s strength. If he were topare her to the teammates that


    he trained with back then, her kicking power was equivalent to thebined strength of two of his


    female teammates.


    I shouldn’t have let her go first! All I can do now is pretend like I’m fine. Thank goodness I didn’t use my


    forearms. Otherwise, I’d probably end up in the hospital for tonight.


    “Is your hand alright?” Nancy lowered her fists and came closer to him.


    Jory massaged his right hand then shrugged it off with the same cocky tone as before, “I didn’t say I


    was hurt. Go on.”


    Is he nning to let me make three moves? He’s that confident about winning? We’ll see about that.


    Just you watch, Jory. Nancy repositioned herself into her fighting stance once more, then immediately


    raced forward. Jory secretly felt awe for her perfectbination of movements. She really is no


    ordinary person. With such agility and vigor, she’s certainly the best among all ck belts.