Grote widened his eyes in shock at Wilbur''s gigantic form. "You''re really something else, Mister Penn. You''ve pretty much perfected my master''s signature skill."


    Wilbur smiled, looking at his right hand. Indeed, his defense skills had improved a considerable amount in this gigantic form. However, his movements were slowed down, which meant that he would lose his control of speed.


    Losing one''s control of speed was extremely dangerous in the face of an elite. However, the gigantic form was not a bad idea for Wilbur if he were to face someone like the dark giant in the future.


    Wilbur and Grote returned to their normal forms, chatting for a bit before heading back to their rooms.


    Wilbur rested for the entire night. He had thought that Toshen would take


    advantage of the dark ande looking for him at some point, but Toshen did not show up at all.


    After breakfast the next morning, Wilbur drove Grote to the airport. While they were crossing a long bridge, a white-haired man in white robes wielding a samurai sword appeared and stood in the way of the car.


    "That''s him, Mister Penn! That''s Toshen!"


    Grote looked terrified to see Toshen again, but Wilburforted him. "Don''t worry, leave it to me. I know how to handle this."


    "Stay in the car. We''ll go to the airport together once I''ve taken care of him."


    Wilbur got out of the car, shutting the door before making his way toward Toshen. When the two were about a dozen meters apart, Toshen looked up at Wilbur with an icy gaze. "So, you''re the one who killed my pupil Barett?"


    "Senior Toshen, did you forget that we came to Cametra to investigate for evidence of Greensource Corp''s crimes? It''s true that I killed your pupil Barett, but he was asking for it. He challenged me on his own, and you know I have no choice in this Battle of the Trapped Beasts."


    Toshen sneered, taking a half-step forward as he clutched his sword. "It seems like you still don''t know what is most important to a cultivator. You might not want to improve your skills, but not everyone shares that sentiment."


    Toshen was aze with spiritual mes as a powerful aura shot into the sky.


    Toshen drew his sword in a sh of white light, charging at Wilbur. Just when both men were several meters apart, Toshen leaped into the air and swung his sword down toward Wilbur.


    "It seems like you''re just as stubborn as your pupil. Well, I''m more than happy to send you on your way!"


    Wilbur flipped his right hand over, and the thunder cleaver appeared in his grasp as he shed it viciously in mid-air.


    Both weapons collided with a deafening sound, and Wilbur retreated several steps as Toshen was sent flying.


    Landing on the ground, Toshen stared at his robes that had ripped from the de aura. He touched the blood trickling from the wound, bringing his fingers up to take a look at them before letting out a roar of fury. "You hypocrite! I thought you didn''t want to join Greensource Corp? Where did you get your power of destruction from, then? You duplicitous bastard! You''re going to die!"


    Toshen''s spiritual mes grew all of a sudden, and he turned into a ray of white light that shot into the heavens beforending while unleashing an onught of shes toward Wilbur.