The old man blinked. "Well, uhh... I''m sure you know about the enchanted formation beneath this forest, don''t you? That formation has three cores, and each core is protected by a guardian. I''m the guardian of the formation core on the left, the Wind Sprite."


    "Oh," said Wilbur. "You''re Mister Wind Sprite."


    "I saw that you''re Dashan, just like me. That''s the only reason I appeared to see you."


    Wilbur had already guessed that the old man might be a formation guardian but hearing it from the guy himself still shocked Wilbur. "Alright, then. Since you showed up yourself, I don''t have to go looking for you. Let''s have the duel here."


    "Ha. You''re a little impatient, aren''t you?"


    The Wind Sprite flicked his sleeves. "Well, let''s go, then."


    "Don''t mind if I do." Wilbur leaped off the ground holding his thunder cleaver and charged toward Wind Sprite. All of a sudden, Wind Sprite turned invisible. Wilbur''s attack missedpletely, and he looked around in search of his opponent. The next second, Wind Sprite''s aura descended from the sky as a magical tower fell along with it.


    The magical tower trapped Wilbur, and he found that he could not break out of it no matter how hard he struggled. The next second, Wind Sprite removed the magical tower, and it vanished without a trace. Wilbur then came rushing out, charging at Wind Sprite.


    Just as he was about to reach Wind Sprite, he disappeared all of a sudden and appeared behind Wilbur to send him flying with a blow.


    Wilbur crashed onto the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He got to his feet and his eyes widened in shock as he stared at Wind Sprite. "How could this be? Y-You..."


    Wind Sprite patted the dust off his robes with a chuckle. "Oh, don''t be so surprised, young man. I only used a third of my powers just now to prove a point to you. If you''d been able to break through my invisibility spell, my magical tower, and my sh step, you might have been able to beat me."


    "Anyone else would only get one chance," said Wind Sprite, stroking his beard. "But since you let me eat your grilled boar just now, I''ll make an exception and give you another chance. This is yourst one, though. I''ll wait for you for the next three days. I''ll be over there, ten meters to your right. If you defeat me, that''s that. But if you lose, you must leave this forest and not set foot in here for ten years."


    The old man walked over to the grill and picked the rest of the wild boar up. "This shall count as your payment to me. Consider yourself lucky for cooking this pork. It''s given you another chance."


    Upon saying those words, the old man turned to leave. Wilbur sat on the ground to rest, reying the battle earlier in his head.


    He was still in shock at how fast the old man had been. Even the Light Gloves had not been able to absorb the magical tower''s energy, which must mean that it was Wind Sprite''s form of middle dimension protection. However, the power of destruction might be able to break the magical tower open.


    The invisibility spell would be rendered useless by the power of light, and Wilbur could also use his dragon aura to track the old man''s whereabouts. It seemed like speed was the key to defeating the old man here.


    As long as he was fast enough to avoid the old man''s attacks, Wilbur would have a chance at defeating him.


    The thought made Wilbur fall into a dilemma. After all, improving his speed was not just something that could be done in one or two days, and the old man had only given him three days. It was practically impossible.


    However, Wilbur soon thought of a way to rece his speed-dragon aura.