Pfft!
I spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground.
But I didn't stay down. I stubbornly got back up and made a mad dash toward him.
Sadly, determination and willpower weren't enough to secure victory. Rock sneered as he knocked me down again and again, effortlessly.
I was waiting for the right moment, the perfect chance to use the knife in my hand.
Finally, after being knocked down for the thirteenth time, I spotted a tiny opening. I gripped the knife tightly and thrust it toward his throat.
For a brief moment, I heard the sound of the blade slicing through flesh.
But before I could celebrate, I realized that Rock's reflexes were also incredibly fast.
In that split second, he had seen my move and, with even greater speed, reached out to block the knife's tip.
The blade didn't pierc
