Chapter 308 Conditioning the Body
She initially wanted to tell him it was unnecessary, but seeing his fierce, protective rage, she accepted the video files.
“Alright, thank you.”
Her eyes curved into gentle crescents.
Watching her smile, a bright, satisfied grin spread across Noah’s face as well.
Damian and his entourage departed with faces dark with festering resentment.
Meanwhile, Isabella and the boys hung around the paddock for quite some time.
Jasper and the others pestered Isabella relentlessly to teach them riding techniques.
After some thought, Isabella showed them a few practical handling tips while withholding the rest.
Most of her maneuvers were suicidal combat reflexes that ordinary riders could never replicate.
Furthermore, civilian circuits lacked the live–fire hazards required to ignite that level of hyper- adrenaline focus.
Her skills had been forged hunting monstrous beasts across apocalyptic battlefields rather than refined in sterile academies.
However, since her former squadmates had included trained superbike specialists, she streamlined those classical drills for Jasper’s group.
The boys were left staring in complete speechlessness.
Tristan and the others had rolled up their sleeves with eager excitement, itching to master pro- level maneuvers.
Only to discover her driving philosophy was wildly unorthodox, with every trick deadlier than the last.
Every single movement flirted openly with death.
One by one, the boys waved their hands in polite refusal.
It wasn’t that they lacked spine–they simply didn’t possess her terrifying, suicidal nerve!
Moreover, her driving style was ridiculously aggressive!
Every single stunt required her monstrous physical strength to execute.
Jasper stood there scratching his head in utter disbelief.
Scurrying over to squeeze Isabella’s arm, Jasper grumbled, “Weird… There isn’t even a trace of bulky muscle!
“It’s so soft and slender–where does that crazy horsepower come from?”
Puzzlement was written all over his face.

If they pushed past their physical limits and crippled their joints, it would create unnecessary grief.
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