The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The Cumur clan famously incorporated a diverse range of style and techniques into their discipline, just like the opener Haran displayed.

Naturally, it all banked on talent-even just a sliver of it would be able to realize its full potential, and Longram did not expect Haran to be a master of it!

"You're just a maggot!"

Haran smirked and stabbed his blades toward Longram's belly.

Longram leapt out of the way once more and cast his own technique, shrouding himself in a golden radiance!

Someone exclaimed, "That's the monks' famous Golden Shroud technique. So Skyhigh Sect really adopted it as the rumors claimed!"

"Really? Looks far more impressive than the original to me." Thalos smirked.

Creed laughed. "You have no idea when it comes to martial arts, any adaptation really wouldn't measure up to the pioneers' mastery!"

"Really? Can't say I agree!" Thalos said confidently.

Meanwhile, Longram and Haran had traded over a dozen strikes.

strikes, Longram's golden shroud started to crack, and eventually shattered with an audible

stumbled and fell, Haran pressed his advantage and stabbed his blades at

blade actually struck, Zark strode between them and snapped coolly, "You're just sparring, Mr. Cumur. Is there a need to shed

him, instead pointing his blade at

who just helped Longram to his feet, was laughing. "You want to fight him?

Haran bellowed

a one-in-a-generation talent, and he had just defeated

Why would he not get

was clearly just belittling

could challenge Frank again, a sinister voice spoke behind him. "It's been a while, but your temper is still

to see the eerie sight of six

robes, black smoke... Are you the Ghostly

had cultivated in the dark

no more than phantoms, and they were

invited!" Zark growled coolly, while everyone else assumed

were infamous in the martial arts scene, despised by those who led an upstanding

famous clans and factions. Forget serving us tea you're ready to fight us on using your advantage in numbers. Don't you think

shying away