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.

predicted, as Haran landed more strikes, Longram's golden shroud started

as Longram stumbled and fell, Haran pressed his advantage and stabbed his blades

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

pointing his blade at

was laughing. "You

bellowed

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

Why would he not get to

was clearly

voice spoke behind him. "It's been a

the eerie sight of six black-clad figures shrouded in black

the

had cultivated in

no more than phantoms, and they were

don't believe you were invited!" Zark growled coolly, while everyone else assumed combat stances, ready for

the martial arts scene, despised by those who led

their hostility. "To think that everyone here hails from famous clans and factions. Forget serving us tea you're ready to

not shying