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?"

an outsider? If he takes over our Zephyr Hall and reduces you

you'd actually know why I'm letting him take the reins! His Mystic Sky Guild is way more terrifying

Chale was speechless, he also

That meant they could easily

thought

country, but he was still shocked that some anonymous fellow made them

really always was someone better as they said, though this one achieved what Chale could only hope to

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

eyes. "Don't talk as if he's anything like you. Don't worry no one

but said

one of the helicopters hovering overhead suddenly started spinning out

to turn and run, but he stopped

was not just Hana who had been prepared

as Frank, he anticipated the possibility that he might fall for a trap. That

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