Wilbur froze upon hearing the voice, then turned around as his eyes widened in shock.


    The Dark Messenger grinned at him, striding over quickly. "Drop the act, Wilbur. I knew it was you fromst night. I didn''t think you''d show up here today."


    Wilbur looked nkly at the Dark Messenger. "I really think you''ve got the wrong guy, sir. I''m not who you''re looking for."


    "I told you to drop the act, didn''t I? You''re not getting away this time."


    The Dark Messenger raised his right hand. An enormous ck palm appeared in the air, swinging toward Wilbur the very next second. Dock fifty-two exploded as rocks and debris went flying. A huge wave of pressure struck the water, pushing out a wave almost half a meter tall.


    Wilbur leaped into the air at the veryst second, dodging the Dark Messenger''s attack. The Dark Messenger looked up at him, smirking as he shouted, "Why did you have to hide if you weren''t Wilbur Penn?"


    Wilbur knew that he could not hide his identity any longer and stared at the Dark Messenger coldly. "You might have found me, but you''ve not won this battle just yet."


    "Is that so? You seem rather confident in yourself."


    Wilbur summoned the Magic Dragon de. "I''m not confident. I''m just stating facts here."


    "Facts?"


    The Dark Messenger''s eye twitched, and he shouted, "Well, you can be buried along with your facts, then!"


    As the words rang through the air, the Dark Messenger shot out with a blow toward Wilbur''s chest.


    The Dark Messenger moved too quickly for Wilbur to respond, giving him no choice but to hold the Magic Dragon de in front of his chest to protect himself. With a loud booming sound, the Magic Dragon de was shattered into pieces by the Dark Messenger''s attack.


    Following that, the Dark Messenger''s fist continued to swing at Wilbur''s chest. "Ugh!"


    Wilbur was sent flying from a heavy blow by the Dark Messenger. He spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air as pain spread through his body. Wilbur gritted his teeth, channeling the power of light stored in the dragon''s head mark on his back to heal his body.


    Wilbur emitted a pale glow as the pain began to lessen. He gritted his teeth as he looked at the Dark Messenger, feeling absolutely infuriated.


    The Dark Messenger hovered in mid-air, hands crossed in front of his chest as he smirked at Wilbur. "Did you really think I was the old me? You''re not a match for me even if you''re ten times more powerful than you are right now! Give it up, Wilbur Penn!"


    Upon saying those words, the Dark Messenger came charging over once more. He kicked Wilbur in the stomach, sending him flying through the air once more.


    The Dark Messenger chased after Wilbur in a sh, barely visible as his figure zipped through the air like a shadow. He continued to pummel and kick at Wilbur as they flew, letting out all the pent-up frustrations in his chest.


    "No one has ever dared to treat me this way. You''re the first person to do so, and you''ll be thest. How dare you kill one of my clones, you filthy lower-dimension cultivator. This humiliation will never go away, and the only way to change that is if I kill you and banish all traces of your existence from the world. Only then will I feel better and let this grudge go. You wretched lower dimension cultivator, I''ll make sure you die a painful death!"