Releasing streaks of pure vigor, Frank quickly projected a miasma before himself.

Most people would not see it, but the goons could feel their movements slowing even as they charged inside. The weaker ones could not even move at all!

On the other hand, Frank moved quicker while in the miasma.

Pow!

His punches landed rapidly, and five goons were left coughing blood, their bodies stiffening.

"What?! C-Could he have completed Birthright rank?!"

The goon on the edge promptly withdrew his leg when he saw what was happening, his face turning pale in shock as if seeing a ghost.

Frank's movement was smooth as a flowing river and inch-precise, even elegant in appearance.

goons, he would strike with his palm, knuckles, or fingers

sighed, and the miasma of pure vigor

who were all still standing, collapsed loudly without

of them lay

goon, clapping him on the shoulder and

The goon certainly would not lie after seeing

"I'm

goon could cry right

when he managed to floor the Lionhearts' well-trained

would ever believe

was a typical passerby,

then glanced at his headless leader, gulping as he

I'm

being a threat to his survival—it

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