As Frank and Silverbell's sword duel intensified, Maron grew more wary of either of them.

At the same time, he felt lucky he had never fought Frank directly... or he would end up a corpse already!

"Take this—Thousand Mile Burst!"

A blur shot down from the above.

Too fast for Frank to avoid, he had to raise his sword to parry in the heat of the moment.

Clang!

The silver beam shattered the sword even as Frank looked on, and it never stopped as it kept pressing toward Frank's face.

"Oof—" Frank grunted as he stepped backward, and he touched his forehead to feel blood welling out of a shallow scratch.

the hilt on the floor

you've won," Silverbell said even as she landed, her fingers twitching

sect who can last twenty strikes from

in disappointment. "And it's not as if you

Swish.

nodding calmly at Frank. "You've cleared this

not denying it since it was the

of the best stepped into the ring, they pitted their skills and warrior's mind against

in a civilized time. Those without virtue could not hope to direct their sword to strike true,

hereby announce that Sage

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