Chapter 409

Drake quickly threw up his hands to parry the kick with every bit of vigor he had, but within a split second, he could feel a terrible shockwave vaporizing his vigor!

His arms were left numbed from the blow, and he was struggling to stand as he wobbled backward and fell out of the ring!

There was a dull thud as he dropped on the floor, and Drake was left staring up at the ceiling, his face pale as a sheet.

He felt blood in his mouth and a gag reflex but managed to stop himself in time, stilling his churning meridians.

“Sir…?”

“Are you alright, sir?!”

Wilf and the other Chandlers turned pale too, horrified to see Frank knocking their elder out of the ring with just one kick!

Drake gulped as he sensed his blood welling up his throat but waved them off. “I’m fine…”

Meanwhile, Vicky, Cliff, and Yara were all trading glances.

“Whoa…”

he’s not Earthrank? How is he

suggested, “Maybe he’s

not quite buying Yara’s

fifty years or above, and most are heirs of their respective sects… And how old is Frank in comparison? Even if started as a baby, there’s no

down the

believe that Frank was Skyrank

the ring and surveyed everything below loftily.

Chandlers have no one left,” he growled.

right then. “Don’t you get so full of yourself, kid! You merely caught Mr. Chandler off guard–he hasn’t surrendered yet!”

Frank, but they had a shot as long as Drake

shot Wilf a glare. “Shut

why his

up, only for him to be

growled at the same time, “You

turning toward Frank and the Turnbulls, he said, “Ms. Turnbull, my

Chapter 409

you. Why don’t we put this

were all

“What? It’s over?”

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