Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere-Chapter 2092: Quite Capable

Yolanda was weaker than Connor’s. She was only a black rank and hadn’t even broken through to grandmaster realm yet.

However, it was not a problem for Yolanda to deal with Declan.

Connor hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Connor didn’t need to personally take action for a small fry like Declan.

Yolanda walked up to Declan.

When Wilda saw Yolanda volunteer, a strange look flashed across her face. She said to Connor with disdain, "Are you a man or not? How can you let women fight?"

It was obvious that Wilda felt that Connor was weak. He actually let a woman fight in his stead and did not even dare to fight.

"I will do. There’s no need for Mr. McDonald to do it himself!"

Yolanda replied lightly.

Wilda sized Yolanda up and said in a low voice, "You’ll regret this. Declan, show them what you’ve got..."

"Alright, Miss Zerbe!"

Declan nodded and walked up to Yolanda with a casual expression. He said with a smile, "You’re a woman. I know how to be gentle with women. I’ll let you make the first three moves!"

"You go first!"

Yolanda said expressionlessly.

A strange look flashed across Declan’s face when he heard Yolanda’s words. He could feel that Yolanda was looking down on him.

"Since you’re so arrogant, I’ll show you how powerful I am!"

Declan growled and rushed toward Yolanda.

Although Declan felt that he was facing an ordinary woman, in order to show off in front of Wilda, Declan used all his strength in the first move. Moreover, Declan was using a tricky fist move. Ordinary martial artists might not be able to block Declan’s punch.

Connor looked at Declan expressionlessly. He now knew why Wilda was so confident before. Declan was indeed capable.

However, compared to Yolanda, who came from an ancient martial arts sect, Declan was far inferior.

When Declan rushed up to Yolanda, she nimbly dodged his punch.

Declan was shocked because he didn’t expect Yolanda to react so quickly.

"You’re quite capable!"

Declan smiled faintly, then raised his fist and wanted to punch Yolanda in the chest.

Yolanda reached out and grabbed Declan’s arm, then twisted it hard!

No one expected Yolanda’s slender and fair arm to be able to exert such terrifying strength. Declan screamed in pain, and then everyone heard a cracking sound. Declan’s arm was broken by Yolanda.

Then, Yolanda raised her leg and kicked Declan in the stomach.

Declan’s body was sent flying and smashed onto the beach. His face was twisted in pain as he hugged his arm and moaned in pain.

However, Declan did not give up. He struggled to stand up, but he felt as if he had been hit by a truck. He could not stand up at all.

When everyone saw this scene, they were all stunned. Their faces were filled with disbelief. No one expected Declan to be so vulnerable in front of Yolanda. In less than half a minute, Declan had been beaten up by Yolanda!

"Isn’t this woman way too scary?"

"Yeah, this woman is terrifyingly strong!"

"Who is this woman?"

The guards behind Wilda began to discuss in low voices. The way they looked at Yolanda changed drastically.

"Shut up!"

When Wilda heard the guards’ words, she stood up and scolded them coldly.

When everyone heard Wilda’s words, they shut their mouths and stood rooted to the ground, not daring to speak.

Yolanda looked at Wilda expressionlessly and asked her softly, "Should we continue fighting?"

"..."

When Wilda heard this, her expression was very ugly. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something.

However, at this moment, a middle-aged man walked up to Wilda and said softly to her, "Miss, this woman is strong; she’s probably a black rank!"

"So what if she’s a black rank? They are much too arrogant!"

Wilda was very unconvinced and replied with a frown.

"Black rank isn’t scary, but I think that the young man’s skills are even more terrifying. Our trip to the Eight Trigrams Valley is perilous, and if they are there, they might be able to help us!"

The middle-aged man said softly.

Wilda hesitated for a couple of seconds when she heard that. Then, she looked at Yolanda and said, "Alright, I’ll bring the two of you to the Eight Trigrams Valley!"

Connor glanced at the middle-aged man beside Wilda. He could feel that this middle-aged man was an ancient martial arts grandmaster, so the middle-aged man could tell that Yolanda was strong.

However, Connor had nothing to worry about. After all, he was just an ancient martial arts grandmaster. In Connor’s eyes, it was not even worth nothing.

After Wilda had agreed to Connor and Yolanda joining their team, she then ignored them. Instead, she sat on the beach chair and continued to bask in the sun.

Connor and Yolanda were not in the mood to talk to Wilda, so they found a random seat and sat down, waiting quietly.

Half an hour later, another group of people arrived at the beach.

Some of these people were from Sommervile, and some were locals of France. Moreover, from the way they were dressed and talked, these people were either rich or noble. Their families were most probably very powerful in France.

These rich kids had known each other since they were young, and they all liked to explore all kinds of dangerous places.

"Miss Zerbe, is everyone here?"

At this moment, a middle-aged French man walked up to Wilda and asked her softly.

From the conversation just now, Connor learned that this middle-aged man from France was called Anthony and was the leader of this trip to Bamarre Island.

Anthony had lived on Bamarre Island for many years, so he was very familiar with the island. He also had a lot of experience in surviving in the wild.

"Yes, everyone is here!"

Wilda nodded.