The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Kuno brandished his sword, slicing as if cutting through thin air, leaving strong gusts in his wake.

Frank simply kept his hands clasped behind his back, agilely dodging each of his powerful strikes.

Each blow seemed to just scrape past his skin and miss, while he stood silently like a tumbler.

As Kuno’s sword kept missing Frank endlessly despite his strength and precision, Kuno began to panic–the boy was too quick!

Suddenly, Jan shouted, “Don’t hold back, Dad! Kill him already!” “Shut up!” Kuno bellowed in rage–he certainly knew that!

Frank could not help chuckling in turn. “That’s it? That’s Flying Sword Sect’s swordcraft?” “You piece of shit… How dare you make light of us!” Kuno’s eyes narrowed, his vigor converging into his wrist right then.

Then, as his wrist shook violently, he swung his sword!

“Let’s see how you dodge this… Phoenix Dance!” The blade of the sword was vibrating with an audible hum, and suddenly, there seemed to be dozens of blades!

which was the real one, and

cried out even as

Sect’s killing stroke, a sword technique

was just too quick to dodge. Even Vicky and Yara–both of whom were martial artists- would

Flying Sword Sect apprentices

he’s really hard pressed…” “Frank Lawrence is a fish in a barrel now! Let’s see

vigor, and a vortex of air

time seemed to slow down

to find the real blade with relative ease, and he pinched it between his fingers. Kuno’s sword abruptly froze in the air, its blade bending by 180 degrees–he was lucky

turned

sword from the rest, but he was also holding it in place with just two

show you what real swordcraft is.” Frank chuckled and slammed his palm