Frank continued, "As promised, I will claim three of the four qualifying berths. Or did you think I'd stop my apprentices from taking part because I'd shy from taking those berths?"

"What?"

Mr. Zoran was left scowling as Frank suddenly brought that up.

It was a hopeless situation, but Frank's nonchalant speech somehow made it look like Mr. Zoran was deliberately holding him back!

In fact, Mr. Zoran was not the only person who was left confused-Heartfar, along with the rest of the audience, was stumped too.

Was that brat really going to let his apprentices fight Heartfar? Was he not just kicking them down to the firepit?!

Moreover, Heartfar was clearly furious judging from his outburst, and things would definitely go bad for the apprentices! Hell, he would probably not want their lap dance at this point! Nonetheless, Frank flashed a smile at Mr. Zoran just then. "So, Mr. Zoran? Are you doubting me or my apprentices?"

Mr. Zoran gulped, finding it hard to swallow. "Are you serious, Mr. Lawrence?"

"Of course." Frank nodded nonchalantly.

Seeing Frank's confidence, the Riverton martial artists and audience members gasped, while on the Zamri side, everyone who was ready to leave had turned back.

Even if no one believed for a moment that Frank's curious apprentice trio could beat Heartfar, Frank was at least salvaging their dignity.

Still, some of the audience were busy whispering among themselves as they stared at Frank.

"Hey, don't you think that kid looks familiar?"

"Right? I thought so too."

"Where have I seen him before? I honestly can't remember..."

"Oh, well..."

Mr. Zoran sighed and flashed a pained smile just then.

Things had certainly spiraled out of control, even getting past the point of no return.right after he agreed to changing the qualifier format. It was no exaggeration to say that he was humiliated by a single Riverton martial artist, trampling all over Zamri martial artists.

Now, if he agreed to this as well, it would not be as simple as humiliation-he might die.

And yet, when Mr. Zoran looked at Frank's serene expression, he somehow felt an indescribable sense of confidence.

It was as if Frank really believed his apprentices could defeat Heartfar, and that confidence was infecting Mr. Zoran. "Oh, whatever."

Rolling his eyes and sighing, Mr.

Zoran decided that since Frank was the one who stepped up on his own, the outcome was none of his business.

Moreover, what if Frank's apprentices somehow won?

With that in mind, Mr. Zoran turned calm and nodded at Mr. Quaker. "Let's resume the fight!" "Good!"

That was exactly what Mr. Quaker wanted.

He even eagerly turned toward Heartfar, and they shared a sinister smile.

Then, he announced, "The second round of the Zamri-Riverton joint qualifiers... begins now!"

At his call, Heartfar once again had someone tie up both his hands. leering at Scarface. "Big

even touch me once guy while

Whoosh.

Scarface moved even before Heartfar could finish.

He swung his fist, launching bursts of pure vigor through the air and straight at Heartfar's face.

"Hmph. What an idiot!"

Heartfar snorted-attacks that were that visible could easily be dodged!

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