Chale had handpicked over twenty martial elites for his entourage, but they did not even last one hit against Frank!

In fact, they were all lying around, groaning and moaning in pain-almost no different from the poachers Frank killed.

Was this what the real champions were like-that all things bent to his will?!

"Who are you, really?" Chale blurted.

Frank smiled. "Just an ordinary man!"

Chale smiled in wry amusement-—an ordinary man?

If he really was one, no one could even claim themselves a martial artist!

"A bet's a bet," Hana said just then. "So, are you letting him audit your clique?"

Why do you insist on letting in an outsider? If he takes over our Zephyr Hall and

letting him take the reins! His Mystic Sky Guild is

also realized that Hana

meant they could easily massacre Zephyr Hall, so

the thought

in the country, but he was still shocked

they said, though this one achieved what Chale could only hope to achieve in

now!" He nodded. "But I must remind you, young man-you may be strong, but strength doesn't

as if he's anything like you. Don't worry

but

the helicopters hovering overhead suddenly started spinning out of control and

but he stopped after running

had

he might fall for a trap. That was why he had a

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