The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The outcome was naturally no different—all three men were left stumbling backward, their meridians churning. Instead, they were all left with internal injuries from the sheer recoil of hitting Frank, as if he was made out of steel.

Frank simply stood there, shaking his head nonchalantly.

"Weak," he growled, opening his eyes as the whole room looked on in shock while stretching his back with a bored look. "If this is all you have, you've thoroughly disappointed me... Four Kings? More like Four Pups.”

"You've really done it now!"

Incensed, the Four Kings—except Dono who was lying prone on the floor—traded glances and attacked Frank again.

Not holding back this time, they casted their combard ward.

But it would not have mattered to Frank even if they were four—and they were just three now. "Quadruplet Ward!"

Each of the Four Kings stood at a corner, their breaths in synchrony as the pure vigor around them converged and strengthened to the next level

"Hyah!"

This time, they leapt toward Frank one by one instead of attacking all at once.

Pow!

pure vigor, but it had

eyes narrowed as

"What... You're Ascendant rank?!" "What?! He's Ascendant rank?!" Ned almost fell off his chair

The pretty boys were

then, and

his liquid vigor bursting violently

"Brother!"

see the danger, but Frank's pure

had punched them directly into their abdomen,

snapped, and their bones broke as they slammed forcefully in

"Huh..." Ano murmured.

his eyes flashing a horrific red as he stood over a hundred meters tall, his hill-sized fists crushing cities with a single