"You!"


    The bald man looked around him, then cracked his fists and charged toward Wilbur. Wilbur suddenly bent down and struck the bald man in the belly, sending him flying and crashing onto the ground some distance away.


    The bald man spat out a mouthful of blood as several bodyguards rushed to help him up. "Are you alright, Captain?"


    "Call for backup!"


    The bodyguards whistled loudly, and two figuresnded on the ground from the roofs of the buildings on both sides. The figures were dressed in ck, and their faces were hidden behind ck fabric as well.


    Both the figures attacked Wilbur at the same time. Their swords were held in ce before they struck Wilbur and were then knocked out of their grasp.


    Wilbur grabbed the two figures'' hands, spinning them around quickly before tossing them out like bags of rubbish.


    Just then, a middle-aged man walked out with a serene smile on his face. "That was impressive! You managed to beat two nightwalkers so easily! It looks like you''re aroundte Ambience level, perhaps even pre-Sanctuary level."


    Wilbur nced at the look of confidence on the man''s face and asked, "Can I know what level you''re at, then?"


    The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back. "Oh, I''m hardly anything. Just a tiny bit above you."


    "Just a tiny bit? I''d like to see how that fares in a battle."


    Wilbur began to make his way towards the man, whose expression shifted as he shouted, "How dare you! Who are you to speak to me like that? Take this!"


    The man seemed to have nothing but disdain for Wilbur, activating his beginner Sanctuary level aura as he charged toward Wilbur.


    Wilbur jogged toward the man as well and sent a powerful wave of energy that knocked into him. The man tried to hold himself upright but was still sent flying in the end.


    The man''s aura exploded in mid-air, and Wilbur sneered at him coldly. "You can''t stop me even if you were at peak Sanctuary level."


    Wilbur continued making his way forward and the middle-aged man shouted, "You cocky bastard! Take this Dragon w!"


    The man wed at the air with his right hand, and the aura formed a gigantic dragon''s w that swiped at Wilbur. Wilbur himself put out his right hand as well, wing at the air with the same movement.


    A bigger dragon''s w appeared, destroying the middle-aged man''s Dragon w immediately as the powerful energy pushed the man back.


    The middle-aged man stumbled a few meters backward before catching his bnce and roaring, "Have a taste of my Dragon''s Roar!"


    A gigantic dragon''s head formed in front of the man as a powerful murderous aura descended. The dragon''s head opened its mouth, letting out a deafening roar.


    Wilbur did not retreat but charged even faster before letting out a roar of his own that caused the aura waves around him to form a dragon''s head.


    The powerful roar broke the man''s Dragon''s Roar at once as well, and a powerful energy prated the man''s body before sending him crashing onto the ground.


    The man spat out a mouthful of blood, trembling from head to toe as he said, "My cultivation... It''s gone! Ten years of hard work... gone just like that! You... You stripped me of my powers!"


    Wilbur eyed the man coldly. "So what if I did? You failed to differentiate good from evil, and even teamed up with the bad guys!"