Drake quickly threw up his hands to parry the kick with every bit of vigor he had, but within a split second, he could feel a terrible shockwave vaporizing his vigor!

His arms were left numbed from the blow, and he was struggling to stand as he wobbled backward and fell out of the ring!

There was a dull thud as he dropped on the floor, and Drake was left staring up at the ceiling, his face pale as a sheet.

He felt blood in his mouth and a gag reflex but managed to stop himself in time, stilling his churning meridians.

“Sir…?” “Are you alright, sir?!” Wilf and the other Chandlers turned pale too, horrified to see Frank knocking their elder out of the ring with just one kick!

Drake gulped as he sensed his blood welling up his throat but waved them off.

Cliff, and Yara were all trading

Frank saying that he’s not Earthrank? How is he having such an easy time against Earthrank?” That was when Yara suggested, “Maybe he’s Skyrank?” “Sky…rank?” Vicky’s eyes widened, not quite

said. “Skyranks are usually fifty years or above, and most are heirs of their respective sects… And how old

way he could reach Skyrank at just twenty!” Vicky and Yara listened to him

not believe that Frank

imposingly in the ring

merely caught Mr. Chandler off guard–he hasn’t surrendered yet!” He knew he would not win against Frank, but they had a shot as long as Drake did not

“Sir…?” Wilf

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