Chapter 132: Chapter 132

Chapter 132 "Permission to step in for Danielle, Sir!" Juniper quickly offered, worried Danielle might accidentally send someone to the hospital.

Danielle cast Juniper a sidelong glance and replied calmly, "I’ve got this."

In the crowd, Emma’s lips curled into a mocking smirk. ’Serves you right, Danielle. Let’s see how you embarrass yourself in front of the entire school.

Maybe you’ll even get hurt. That’ll teach you not to mess with me and David.

Danielle stepped onto the sparring platform with an air of quiet confidence, her expression serene and unreadable.

The opponent from Class 2, a cocky male student, reddened slightly as he saw her up close. Her beauty was disarming. With an attempt at charm, he said, "Danielle, right? Don’t worry, I’ll go easy on you."

Danielle’s face remained impassive. Her voice was cold as she replied, "No need. Give it everything you’ve got."

Luke, standing nearby, shook his head. He knew Danielle’s capabilities far too well. This overconfident fool had no idea what he was up against.

Danielle’s strength was unmatched-he had seen her defeat Maximus with a single kick, leaving the seasoned combat instructor coughing up blood.

Maximus blew his whistle. "Begin!"

The match started, and Danielle didn’t move a muscle.

The crowd murmured. "Why isn’t she moving? Is she frozen with fear?"

"She was so full of herself earlier, and now she’s just standing there. What a letdown."

"Honestly, this is embarrassing for our class. I could’ve done better."

"Yeah, she’s a total disgrace."

The snickering continued until a loud thud silenced them all.

Everyone’s attention snapped back to the platform. Danielle stood calmly in the same spot, while her opponent lay sprawled on the ground.

"What just happened?"

"I saw it! Danielle didn’t even move at first, but when the guy charged, she landed a perfect kick and knocked him flat!"

The students in Class 2 weren’t satisfied. One by one, they stepped forward to challenge her.

One by one, they were defeated.

A few young instructors who didn’t know Danielle could only tell from her stance that she seemed to have some training. One of them stepped forward and said, "Mind if I spar with you?"

This time, the students watching weren’t so confident in Danielle. Sure, she was skilled, but an instructor was bound to be on another level entirely.

Danielle gave the instructor a lazy, uninterested glance.

The instructor mistook her calm demeanor for disdain and immediately looked displeased. "What’s the matter? Afraid?" he taunted, convinced she didn’t have what it took to face him. "Are you sure?" Danielle asked. She wasn’t particularly eager to spar-knocking down the instructor would be humiliating for him.

The instructor, oblivious to her consideration, took her reluctance as arrogance.

"Mr. Turner, I’d advise you not to spar with her," Maximus chimed in, his tone tinged with a mix of pity and exasperation.

Toby Turner, however, dismissed the warning with a scoff, assuming Maximus was just shielding a student. "What’s the holdup? Are we sparring or not?" he demanded impatiently.

’The competitive energy of youth, Danielle thought with an inward sigh.

Danielle shrugged. "Fine. Let’s do it."

Toby smirked as they faced off. "Don’t worry, I’ll hold back."

"You don’t have to." Danielle’s voice was flat, almost bored.

All the students were stunned when they heard Danielle’s remark. ’Is she serious? This was beyond bold-it was downright audacious.’

She had actually told Toby to go all out? Did she not realize the risk of getting her teeth knocked out? Toby wasn’t just another student; he was a trained professional, an actual instructor.’

’Does Danielle really think that just because she defeated a few students, she can now take on a seasoned instructor? they wondered incredulously.

Where’s her sense of reality?’

Maximus blew the whistle, and the match began.

Danielle remained on the defensive, dodging Toby’s attacks with minimal effort. Toby, growing frustrated, thought she was merely stalling.

’This girl’s not as tough as she seems,’ he thought.

All the students were skeptical of Danielle, and now that they saw her dodging every attack, they were even more convinced she wasn’t up to it. She just wasn’t capable...

But just as her opponent let his guard down, Danielle moved with lightning speed, landing a punch square on Toby’s chest.

Before Toby could even react, Danielle swiftly followed up with a kick to his back, sending him crashing to the ground. The whole sequence was flawless, smooth, and swift-practically second nature.

Aside from Maximus and Luke, everyone else on the field gasped in disbelief, their eyes wide in shock. What had just happened? Danielle had defeated the instructor with ease, and the move was clean, quick-her opponent didn’t even have a chance to fight back.

Danielle walked over to Toby, bending down to whisper in a tone only the two of them could hear, "Never underestimate your opponent."

She looked delicate and frail, but the strength she’d just shown made her seem like a demon in disguise.

Instantly, the students from Class 2 erupted in cheers, shouting, "Danielle is amazing! She’s the best!"

One girl added, "She’s so beautiful and badass, she’s totally got my heart!"

Danielle remained calm and composed, unaffected by the words of others. Meanwhile, Emma stood off to the side, her face white with rage. Originally, she’d hoped Danielle Not A Small Town Girl (Danielle and David)

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Emma thought, ’That bitch is way too good at hiding her true strength.’

"I really didn’t expect Danielle to be this strong. She’s not only pretty, but she can actually fight too," Celine said, gazing at Danielle with stars in her eyes.

She’s so impressive.

Emma shot Celine a look, unable to hold back her annoyance. "I didn’t expect it either. But it’s the start of the semester, and she’s already trying to steal the spotlight. Does she think she can rely on David to back her up?"

Celine frowned and immediately defended Danielle. "I don’t think Danielle is the type to show off. She was practically forced into it by her classmates just now."

Emma grew more frustrated. This naïve Celine was actually defending Danielle? Did she not realize who her real friends were?

"Celine, I was just saying that casually. Let’s not waste our words on people who don’t matter," Emma snapped.

"I heard that next month, Giancarlo is celebrating his 80th birthday," Emma continued, changing the subject. "His dad called me yesterday, but we haven’t received an invitation yet."

"Yeah, I haven’t even figured out what to get him for his birthday," Celine responded.

Emma couldn’t help but feel irritated. ’Celine really has no sense of the situation. Shouldn’t she be inviting me instead of this Danielle?’