The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

With a resounding bellow, Frank's pure vigor projected away from him, condensed and solid, red and black.

It assumed the form of a gigantic arm in the air, seizing the black lion by the neck.

"Die!" Frank growled, and pulverized the black lion with a slap, with the ensuing shockwave of pure vigor destroying the entire ballroom too.

"Hehe...

So you are at least worth something!" Jan was laughing amid the buffeting winds.

He threw away his ink-green coat and whipped out a machete gleaming red, then vaulted over the debris as he leapt toward Frank.

"That blade..." Frank could tell immediately that the machete Jan whipped out was not your ordinary blade.

At once wary, he projected a spiraling burst of pure vigor around his hand and punched it.

Clang! There was a ring clash of metals as the blood machete withstood Frank's punch.

at Ascendant rank, and that meant that

"Hahaha...

impressive that you have such strength!" Jan swung his machete in a circular motion around

argue that he was the toughest opponent Frank had in recent times, just as one expected nothing less of the second

However...

done warming

growled, bolstered by his will to avenge his fellow

erupted, and he was

he shrouded himself in blood-red pure vigor as he

almighty punch seemed to be charged with monumental power —from up close, Jan could even see a titanic ape from ancient times, pounding its own chest

even he could bring the eerie blood blade in

this punch, and coupled with his

surprise, his protective pure-vigor was shattered, while Frank's

flesh splattered all over, and the