Chapter 963 A Fair Battle

Carla met Lucia's gaze. Lucia had an air of confidence as she looked back at Carla full of contempt.

"Ma'am, be careful,"

Carol warned her and clasped her hands with concern when Carla stepped forward.

In the empty yard, there were two rows of beautiful blossoming camellias planted on both sides.

They were blooming one by one, seemingly eager to watch the upcoming battle.

Lucia smiled triumphantly. One moment she was watching Carla come closer, and the next, she looked at Steven.

Today, she would prove to him that the woman he cherished was a pathetic loser.

Lucia's smile suddenly fell, and she clenched her fists. The moment Carla was close enough, she nimbly kicked the woman from JA City.

With her hand, Carla blocked the blow and stepped back untouched. However, she hadn't expected Lucia to attack so fast.

"Loser,"

Lucia snorted, throwing a punch at Carla.

She had already made up her mind. She would beat Carla up until she had crushed the pride of this woman who dared to captivate her man and compete with her for the position of clan leader!

Vigilant, Carla dodged the punch. Even so, Lucia had great kicking skills and had one ready to hit her rival on the calf.

Since the fight was still just beginning, it was hard to foresee Lucia's tactics. Therefore Carla could only defend herself for now.

She raised her leg to skirt the kick and then bent her elbow, hitting Lucia's armpit and blocking another punch from her.

Lucia stepped back.

Although she felt the pain, she didn't show it or take her hand to the affected area. Instead, she patted the imaginary dust off her clothes to mask her discomfort. Then, she narrowed her eyes at Carla.

She was starting to realize she had underestimated this outsider who was also her cousin.

It had been a while since Carla had trained in close combat, and she also didn't have any fancy skills. But what she had learned, she would always take it with her.

In addition with the special training she had got a few day

get chopped.

Lucia whipped with no success. And then she did it again.

Carla kept dodging it as she took every opportunity to move a little closer to Lucia.

She knew Carla wanted to close the gap between them, but there was nothing she could do with the whip to stop that from happening. So, she had to keep the distance somehow.

Gradually, Lucia's movements were getting more and more restricted.

Noticing that the gaps between each lash were getting wider, Carla quickly stepped forward and managed to grab the whip in the air. She wielded her dagger and then cut it.

Carla dumped the broken whip mercilessly.

"You..."

Lucia was really pissed off when she saw her beloved whip cut in half.

Furious, she disposed of the other half she was holding and rushed towards Carla to get her with her bare hands.

Yet Carla didn't take advantage of her. She threw the dagger aside and faced Lucia's punches one after the other.

Lucia had lost her momentum, and she wasn't a match for Carla now. She could fight all she wanted, but she wouldn't hold on much longer.

Tired of stretching that fight, Carla gave Lucia a hard kick before the latter could come at her again.

The kick landed on Lucia's chest.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It seems you're an A-cup,"

Carla joked, raising her eyebrows while staring at her flat breasts.