As Aspen's leg came swinging straight for Andrew's midsection, he remained completely unfazed. Instead of dodging, he let his body fall backward in a perfectly straight motion.
Her kick swept right over his head, missing entirely.
The nearby West End fighters, who had been training just moments ago, quickly gathered around to watch. The moment they saw what Andrew had done, their jaws nearly hit the floor.
He still had not moved from his original position, yet his body bent backward at an impossible angle, nearly parallel to the ground.
This was not something an ordinary person could pull off. Only someone with absolute control over their body—on a monstrous level—could achieve such a feat.
Aspen gritted her teeth. She had missed, but she did not hesitate to press forward. As her leg came down, aiming to plant her foot on the ground and follow up with another strike, Andrew suddenly smacked the floor with one hand.
In an instant, his body spun like a top, twisting away eff
