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

out, Mr. Lawrence!” Robert cried out even as he turned

Sect’s killing stroke, a sword technique of breakneck

quick to dodge. Even Vicky and Yara–both of whom were

the Flying Sword

use Phoenix Dance?” “Guess he’s really hard pressed…” “Frank Lawrence is a fish in a barrel now! Let’s see how

his vigor, and a vortex

a light step, he vaulted backward, while time seemed to slow

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

turned pale

the real sword from the rest, but he was also holding it in place

you what real swordcraft is.” Frank