The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Tatum laughed despite himself. "Are you really suggesting that I'm beneath you?"

He swung his ashwood pole at Jada, who dodged it and backflipped toward Tatum, punching him in the wrist!

Reeling in pain, Tatum dropped his pole and started to trade punches with Jada instead.

They fought evenly, leaving the crowd around them staring blankly.

Most of them presumed that martial arts were lost in time and were shocked that the usually haughty girlboss Jada had actually inherited it!

"I'm shocked... Ms. Turin is amazing! Every strike she launches has the might of a grandmaster!"

Moreover, without a pole, Tatum was clearly no match for Jada.

In just forty exchanges, Jada had him pinned down-but just before he lost, Tatum kept blocking Jada's punches while inching toward his ashwood pole. Eventually, he took one punch but picked up his pole at the same time.

Struggling to his feet, he shoved his pole into the wall, knocking off the tip to reveal a spear tip.

"So what? You're not going to win!" Jada snarled as she vaulted toward Tatum again, but Tatum leapt backward, putting some distance between them. Then, he swung his spear rapidly, leaving afterimages and preventing Jada from attacking.

was naturally shocked once more. "Amazing! That technique would at least make him a general

to circle Tatum, trying to find

too late by the time Jada saw

a pebble shot

all left stunned and turned to see that it was none other

It was not just Jada who

there's more of you!" Tatum grinned broadly as he picked up the other half of the broken pole, dual

move, agilely dodging Tatum just as his

all the way here to show off." Frank scoffed as he swung the pole toward Tatum, and Tatum

for Frank, who had his own pole against his throat

jaw dropped in shock-it was already embarrassing that he was beaten so easily, and at his speciality at that! Everyone around them clapped, some of them even

full of

he just said no one here in Consortium

there's always someone better! Back to

them and turned to Frank. "What? Just do it

you? What master do you