The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Quinn quickly yelled loudly to warn Eiger, "Be careful! That bastard's strong, and he caught Uncle Sal off guard!"

"Hah! Sal was a piece of shit who'd never hope to match me." Eiger snorted, his vigor burgeoning as he crushed the floor tiles as he feet, and he shot forward toward Frank like a missile. "I will avenge your fiance right now, Quinn!"

"Be careful, Mr. Lawrence! Eiger stands among Sage Lake Sect's top five!" Burt cried out in warning despite being told not to talk.

"Top five?" Frank snorted coolly. "It seems like we landed quite the big fish!"

"Big fish? What the hell are you—"

Eiger's face fell even as he kept charging at Frank.

He could see the projected vigor around Frank solidify into a dazzling golden dragon.

"Such solid pure vigor! He really mustn't be trifled with... Miasmic Fists!!!"

alert, immediately using

shrouded in waves of darkness that the naked eye would have a hard time seeing through. It was just like a

you've mastered it so well too. Guess you can't even face me like a man, and you're just as much a freak as you look!" Frank bellowed as he spread his

Burt," he said. "It's a simple technique, but within it lies the precept of the way of

abruptly moved at the speed of a lightning bolt, instantly brushing

Eiger looked on in shock, Frank slowly raised his own fist and bellowed,

could almost hear a tiger's roar when he struck Eiger,

the tiger lunging at him from the side,

Pow!

shockwave ensued as vigor was refined

was screaming in turn—Frank had struck him on the shoulder, just as

shattered, his flesh rupturing and he ended up no more than bloody pulp in the

"What..."

Quinn froze.