Squint looked at Frank in approval. "Such insolence!"
Frank was fortunate to learn a movement style that was beyond the reach of any normal human, and Squint therefore considered him suitable for their tutelage.
On top of that, the fact that Frank remained fearless against four clearly powerful individuals only made Squint further interested in taking Frank under his wing.
"It's not insolence—it's fact!"
Frank smirked just then. "Like how the sun rises from the east."
The four white-clad geezers glared at Frank. "Is that so?"
"Indeed it is!"
Suddenly, Frank's terrible might erupted, and the four men suddenly felt the impulse to kneel.
Then, with just a thought, all four of them were pinned against the ground, immobile!
"Sorry." Frank chuckled. "I can't say I liked Crewcut all that much, but he had the right attitude. And since you freaks killed him, I don't think I should waste my breath—I'm sure I can see y'all breaking soon enough."
It went without saying how dumbfounded the four of them were—they should be standing upright as Frank was doing now!
Ever since they had started their training, they had grown to consider all beings beneath them.
They had defeated countless martial elites who were touted to be strongest, breaking their will so horribly that some even resorted to suicide.
However, they believed that they stood at the top of the world, that all life was theirs to take, only to run into a stronger freak in this backwater spot!
It would have been fine if it were some elder who had been training for hundreds of years, but it had to be such a young man.
To add insult to injury, this meant that the youth had reached a height above theirs in just twentyish years!
Still, that was the moment when the four men realized that Frank was being dead serious.
Their arrogance faded instantly as the truth dawned on them.
They had really thought themselves gods, when they were really just dogs.
But if that was what Frank wanted, then so be it—anything was better than dying!
"T-The fish!" cried one of them, a one-eyed man who appeared more worried that the others would beat him to it.
His peers were naturally rolling their eyes at him.
How much of a coward could Cyclops be? He could at least retain some dignity even if he was bent on surviving!
Even if he lived after this, he would not have a reputation to speak of!

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