Chapter 4

Pow! Pow! Pow!

The air in the room cracked.

Yara struck with power and determination, exchanging over a dozen blows with Frank in no time at all.

The latter had no intention to hurt, however, merely doing enough to defend himself.

Even if he was not in peak condition, Yara was never going to best him.

“Stop it, Yara,” Vicky snapped from the bed just then.

Yara did as she was told, though she was also giving Vicky a wounded look. “That brat…”

“That’s enough,” Vicky said flatly. “Show some manners—Mr. Lawrence is here to help me.”

In reality, Vicky was upset with Frank as well, since Yara’s father was her mentor.

However, as the heiress to her family legacy and herself a martial arts prodigy, she should stay calm at all times.

Moreover, she could immediately tell that Frank’s abilities were outstanding when he exchanged blows with Yara, and that he was clearly holding back.

That was why she told Yara to stop—Yara would definitely lose if he went all out.

Naturally, Yara would not disobey Vicky, and she quietly backed away.

Vicky then turned toward Frank and asked, “Since you’ve stated the cause of my condition, Mr. Lawrence, what treatment are you suggesting?”

Walter and Trevor turned as well, only to find Frank lowering his head, stroking his chin in thought and frowning.

“Mr. Lawrence, could there be some difficulty?” Trevor asked gingerly.

“No, it’s a minor condition that can be treated quickly,” Franks replied as he slowly looked up and turned to Vicky. “I didn’t expect the technique you learned to be so rubbish. You can walk again, but all your progress would be lost… That said, I’ve already perfected that technique, so just train in the way I instruct you to and you’ll be in peak form within the year.”

Yara’s knuckles clenched as she glared at Frank. “Even if it’s rubbish, you were powerless against my clan’s technique.”

frank! He could at least spare the

said bluntly, “I’m only showing

both hands, his clothes began

Boom.

suddenly shot toward Yara like a bullet!

attacking. She never

charged her palm with Bolstmacker,

hurt him, Yara!” Walter cried.

hold back, Mr. Lawrence!” Trevor exclaimed

same time, Vicky was staring fixedly at Frank, her mouth hanging wide open. “I-Is that

mistaking it when she practiced it for over a decade. Frank actually used a

him, she could see that he was clearly wielding it over a thousand times

Pow.

fell as she felt the agony in her arm

was like a tidal wave with the crushing force of a mountain, and it

Bang!

cheeks left flushed as her Ki flared, while she almost vomited her guts

look

confusion, but he had no idea what to say in reply

heaved a long sigh of relief, thankful that Frank held back. If he actually hurt Yara, there was

of shock and confusion, she snapped, “W-When did you steal

just now,” Frank

left gasping—all it took was one look?

in

acumen for martial arts

the other hand, Yara could almost black

years to learn the Boltsmacker,

Talk about frustrating!

suddenly laughed.

martial artist, but even he could see

was no longer holding contempt like he

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