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.

of the circle of goons, he would strike with his palm, knuckles, or fingers while

their encirclement, he sighed, and

all still standing, collapsed

them lay

goon, clapping him on

seeing

chuckled. "I'm just

could

typical passerby, when he managed to floor the Lionhearts' well-trained goons in under five minutes

ever believe

a

glanced at his headless leader, gulping as he asked, "A-Aren't you going to kill

killing. I'm not that

Frank's very presence being a threat to his survival—it was like a lion claiming it did not

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