Marco disappeared in a sh, leaving Yara frozen in ce while Polo kept charging at her!


    Yara was trying to threaten Marco so that she could be free, but now that Marco withdrew, she


    somehow could not move.


    She felt as if there was an unseen power keeping her in ce, her limbs seemingly held in ce by


    four threads.


    Soon, she was watching as Polo’s fist approached her face!


    “Shit,” Yara swore under her breath and closed her eyes in reflex.


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    But at that very moment, Frank whipped out a silver needle and flicked it at Yara’s elbow.


    Yara’s body lurched as she suddenlyunched a punch!


    Pow!


    Right after that, Yara stumbled backward andnded in Frank’s arms.


    “Don’t move,” he whispered into her ears, putting a hand on her shoulder.


    There were indeed four threads attached to Yara, connecting her to Jaud’s palm.


    No one could see the threads under the sun, and it was Jaud who kept her frozen in ce just now,


    directing his vigor to immobilize her limbs!


    Yara frowned–even now, she could not move her limbs at all, let alone free herself from the threads!


    Frank narrowed his eyes just then. “We’re just sparring, Mr. White. There’s no need for the next round


    or to go so far as to get Yara killed, right?”


    Jaud chuckled. “Don’t worry, Mr. Lawrence. I would’ve pulled Ms. Quill out of harm’s way even if you


    didn’t make your move just now. As you’ve put it, we’re just sparring–there’s no need for anyone to get


    hurt.”


    “In that case, release the threads.”


    Jaud simply smiled at Frank. “Come now, Mr. Lawrence. As a fellow mentor of martial arts, don’t tell me


    you can’t undo these threads?”


    Frank’s eyes turned cool. “I warned you.”


    unleashed his vigor right then, leaving Yara horrified when she felt the


    og burst of pure energy behind her!


    .


    Jaud pushed as well, his vigor colliding endlessly against Frank’s on the threads!


    It was only then that Yara saw the crimson sh on the pure–white threads as vigor struck vigor on the


    threads as thin as hair.


    It was apetition of strength and control–the men’s maniption of their vigor was certainly a


    competition between the very best!


    Snap!


    Suddenly, all four threads were severed audibly.


    Frank stumbled backward seven times but stamped his foot, shattering the tiles beneath as he caught


    his bnce.


    At the same time, his eyes shed with icy contempt!


    On the other hand, Jaud only stumbled one step backward, but astonishment showed all over his face.


    Between them, Yara was unscathed thanks to Frank’s protection, and it appeared to her that Frank lost


    this round.


    Hurrying to his side, she asked, “Are you alright, Mr. Lawrence?”


    Frank shook his head as he dusted his shirt.


    Then, leveling his gaze at Jaud, he said coolly, “It’s kind of you to hold back.”


    Jaud, meanwhile, was gritting his teeth as he slowly said, “Your prowess is astounding, Mr. Lawrence.


    The young invariably surpass their elders, as they like to say.”


    Both Marco and Polo were perplexed–Frank was the one sent stumbling backward, while their mentor


    virtually never moved.


    So why were they talking as if Frank had won?


    “Are you alright, Mr. White?” Both of them asked.


    “I’m fine,” Jaud said, shaking his head.


    Just then, the door to the private room slowly opened, while Vicky and Donald stepped out.


    “What’s going on here?“Vicky promptly asked.


    “Nothing, Mr. White there just requested a little sparring session,” Frank said nonchntly.