Chapter 160

However, Stan was only further infuriated by his sister’s reminder.

No longer holding back, he poised himself to go all out and attacked–his Boltsmacker was ferocious, and one could feel a gust in the air with each strike he unleashed!

Frank, however, remained nonchalant as he lightly parried Stan’s blow.

“Shit…” Stan’s face fell.

He quickly unleashed all seven styles and sixty–three strikes of his technique. And yet, did not even react as he kept meeting every blow until the very last.

Frank Having read all of Stan’s moves at that point, he slowly said, “You’re focusing too much on your attack, which reveals your openings unknowingly.”

His tone was quiet and calm, but it struck Stan like a bolt from the blue!

Soon, he was left watching as Frank charged a Boltsmacker.

He had also improved the technique once more, and in a style that suited men!

Stan’s eyes widened as he froze in place, his pupils dilating–Frank seemed to be shining just then!

That was when Frank unleashed his palm strike, striking Stan in the chest with the force of a hurricane!

Stan was sent flying out of the ring right then before slamming heavily on the ground.

He was left clutching his chest, somehow feeling the force of Frank’s blow still on his chest, and even his heart hurt!

He could tell right then his heart would have been crushed if Frank had gone all out, let alone able to withstand the brute force!

“Woah… Did he just beat Stan?”

“Wasn’t he using the Boltsmacker technique too?”

“How is that possible?”

As everyone stared at Frank in disbelief, Robert was clapping, unable to hold back his praise. Your martial arts knowledge is truly exceptional, Mr. Lawrence… But I must ask, when did you learn our Boltsmacker technique?”

“From the time I sparred with your daughter,” Frank admitted.

“Wow…” Robert gasped. “However, I must say that the technique you used was different from ours.”

Frank nodded. “There’s a slight flaw in the technique your clan passed down. It relies too much on brute force–your nerves and veins would be overwhelmed in time, so I changed it a little. If I may ask, have you ever felt a blockage to your central nerve nodes after so long?”

Robert stiffened.

Even if it was a technique passed down in his clan through generations, he did feel a flaw just as Frank put it–he just did not know where the problem lay.

Not only did Frank notice it, but he improved it too!

Gulping, he quickly said, “Let’s speak further in my manor…”

As everyone returned to the drawing room, Robert was obviously no longer dismissive toward Frank.

His expression solemn, he asked, “I have to ask, Mr. Lawrence… Could you help us by showing how you improved the Boltsmacker?”

“Of course.” Frank nodded. “May I have a pen and piece of paper?”

Robert promptly had a servant fetch some, after which Frank unreservedly wrote down a manual on the improved Boltsmacker. It was different from the one he taught Yara before, since this one was tailored for men while Yara’s was more suited for women.

He soon finished, and Robert held the manual in hand carefully as if it were a treasure, reading it repeatedly while feeling completely overjoyed.

“This is amazing! Simply amazing!” he exclaimed repeatedly and looked towards Frank with such enthusiasm that he would have Frank marry Yara on