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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 145

“How dare you?!” Zephyr roared, and his eyes flashed with anger as he sent Bokir flying out.

Bokir’s continuous attack was as annoying as a fly.

If it were not for Kevin’s constant reminder of Bokir‘s importance before, Zephyr would surely show no mercy and directly smashed Bokir’s head into pieces.

Bokir leaped backward, and she turned around in mid-air before landing on one knee.

The next second, she held her chest and coughed.

A trace of blood appeared at the corner of her mouth, and Bokir could smell and taste the blood.

However, she did not hesitate and directly stood up, looking at Stefan.

It was obvious that he wanted to continue.

“This is so annoying!” Zephyr gritted his teeth.

Usually, Zephyr could kill many such opponents with just a slap, yet he had to refrain from doing so with Bokir.

This made him fume with rage.

Kevin, who stood far away, was getting impatient at the scene too, so he said, ”Master Zephyr, go ahead and kill her.”

Zephyr snorted and quickly appeared in front of Bokir.

A hurricane swept over, and Bokir became focused as she swiftly leaped to the other side.

“The Whirlwind Palm!” Zephyr let out a long scream, and even the sleeves of his shirt curled up.

Then, a drastic thing happened.

Zephyr shot out a series of palm prints, and like an inescapable net, they fell on Bokir.

Bokir let out a soft yelling, and her body surged with energy.

In that instant, she appeared majestic.

The huge storm-like palm that came at Bokir pressed above her head, unable to move further downward.

She raised her hands high, and her body was straightened.

She stared at Violet as her face became paler, but the look of determination did not decrease.

Bokir yelled in her heart, “Idiot, I won’t give up!”

“Hmm?” Seeing this scene, Zephyr could not help but frown.

After all, he was a peak first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, but he could not even defeat an early-stage first-stage cultivator.

Hence, Zephyr suddenly felt embarrassed.

The anger that he suppressed before all exploded, and he roared, “Get down!” At the same time, his energy seemed to have increased.

Thud!

In the air, there was a sound as if iron plates were being dragged.

Bokir immediately felt as if a boulder was pressing onto her.

As the air around her seemed to be thinning, Bokir thought she would be crushed to death.

Even though she tried her best to support herself, Bokir’s knee curled uncontrollably, and even her arms were not straight.

However, her back was still straight.

Kevin and the others could not help but be surprised at the scene.

None of them expected Bokir to be so unbudged for Stefan.

She was risking her life for Stefan.

Nonetheless, Zephyr burst into laughter, and he once again shot out a few slaps.

Puff!

Bokir’s chest violently rose, and she instantly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Even her face got paler.

However, her body swayed slightly before she straightened her posture.

Even though she was pressed so hard that she had to kneel on one knee and could not stretch her arm straight, causing her to support it with her shoulder, Bokir did not give up.

She turned to Ludwig, and she had a feeling that this was perhaps the only time she could show Violet her identity.

Violet would surely understand.

“Idiot… You‘re… So smart… You’ll surely figure it out… Right…”

When she felt the force getting heavier on her shoulder, just like mountains stacking up, Bokir once again spat out a mouthful of blood.

There was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

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