With a resounding bellow, Frank's pure vigor projected away from him, condensed and solid, red and black.

It assumed the form of a gigantic arm in the air, seizing the black lion by the neck.

"Die!" Frank growled, and pulverized the black lion with a slap, with the ensuing shockwave of pure vigor destroying the entire ballroom too. "Hehe... So you are at least worth something!"

Jan was laughing amid the buffeting winds.

He threw away his ink-green coat and whipped out a machete gleaming red, then vaulted over the debris as he leapt toward Frank. "That blade..."

Frank could tell immediately that the machete Jan whipped out was not your ordinary blade.

At once wary, he projected a spiraling burst of pure vigor around his hand and punched it.

Clang!

There was a ring clash of metals as the blood machete withstood Frank's punch.

Frank's physicality was now at Ascendant rank, and that meant that the machete was not forged from ordinary metals.

"Hahaha... not bad! It's impressive that you have such strength!"

machete in a circular motion around himself, parrying each of

in recent times, just as one expected nothing less of

now. It's time for you to die!" Frank growled, bolstered by

was suddenly over ten times

in blood-red pure vigor as he descended from on

punch seemed to

up close, Jan could even see a titanic ape from ancient

"What?!"

him in the stomach, even he could bring the eerie blood blade

Sect pinnacle technique: Demon

this punch, and coupled with his Ascendant rank physicality, Jan was

shattered, while Frank's knuckle grinded his insides

and the very ground of

Hiss...

up from a crater

lay a man, whose body was vaporized chest-down, yet the expression of

dead... and no one could

Lionheart, only next in potential to the Demon

general with a bright future, but he

back at all, killing

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