Bailey looked at Jack shakily. "You''re too much. We''re from the same country, aren''t we? How could you do this?"


    Something unreadable flickered in Jack''s gaze.


    Sanko had let out another howl, continuing his attack toward Wilbur and raining punches on him.


    Wilbur smiled. He seemed to hardly be moving at all but was somehow able to avoid every single one of Sanko''s punches without any intention of fighting back.


    His calm, uncaring expression, and the way he seemed to move as if he was taking an evening stroll thoroughly angered Sanko.


    Sanko let out a growl, lighting uppletely with his aura fog as he swung his fists at Wilbur with even more vigor.


    Wilbur remained calm as ever, and Sanko''s punches keptnding on the wall as dirt and rocks flew.


    Bailey felt as if her heart was going to beat out of her chest, but there was nothing she could do as she watched amidst her screams.


    Soon, Sanko could not take Wilbur''s provoking anymore.


    He let out another growl, brandishing his fists like a war tank as he pounced on Wilbur with a roar.


    Wilbur had had enough fun as well and chuckled at an iing Sanko as he cast his first punch.


    Sanko had barely registered what was going on before Wilbur''s fist had reached his chest.


    A strong wind kicked up, making Sanko''s chest cave in from the pressure.


    Sanko was in shock, but there was no time for him to react.


    Wilbur''s punch hadnded square on Sanko''s chest.


    A thump rang through the air, and Sanko spat out a mouthful of blood.


    Wilbur withdrew his fists, putting them in his pockets as he looked at Sanko.


    Sanko looked down at his chest in disbelief.


    His entire chest had caved in, and all his organs were crushed.


    Amidst his confusion, shock, and disbelief, Sanko copsed to the ground.


    His enormous figure let out a thud as hended.


    Bailey''s eyes widened, unable to believe what she was seeing.


    Sanko was twice as big as Wilbur was, and he was a cultivator as well. How had Wilbur taken him out with one single punch?


    Of course, Bailey did not know that Wilbur''s punches were beyond what someone of Sanctuary level could take, let alone Sanko being at the Aura level.


    Jack was all the more in shock, staring at Wilbur in terror.


    Just then, Wilbur turned to Jack calmly. "Tell your stupid Tiger guy toe get me himself and stop sending these idiots to their graves like this."


    Jack''s legs wobbled, and he hardly dared to speak to Wilbur.


    Wilbur smiled, beckoning at Bailey as the two of them headed back to the hotel.


    It was only after they had disappeared out of sight that Jack returned to his


    senses.


    He took one look at a lifeless Sanko, then took off running for his life.


    Wilbur continued walking with Bailey under the neon lights.


    "How are you so powerful, huh?" Bailey could not help but ask.


    She could hardly believe that Wilbur was so strong. He certainly did not look like


    it, and it was hard to see anything special about him.


    Wilbur smiled. "I told you I''m really good, didn''t I? You''ve got to trust me."


    Bailey took a deep breath, nodding in silence.


    The two of them came up to the hotel entrance and were about to head inside when three drunken men stumbled out.


    The three men took one look at Bailey and were drawn to her looks instantly.


    "Hey there, sexy! Are you from Dasha? Let''s have some fun, huh?"


    One of the men with narrow eyes who reeked of whiskey eyed Bailey suggestively, waggling his eyebrows at her.


    His two other friends smirked at Bailey as well.