Chapter 927

Wilbur chuckled. He placed his hands behind his back and asked, "What do you think?"

Another moment of dead silence.

A long time later, everyone came to their realization. Stiles Dune had been defeated. How was that possible?

For a moment, the casino bosses started to question everything in their lives. They looked timid, not knowing what to do.

Stiles was a Super Sanctuary level cultivator. He was supposed to be invincible. How could he be defeated?

The other spectators in the distance were still trying to make their way forward, trying to show themselves in front of Stiles to fawn over him, especially Edward and Jesse.

The battle ended in less than three minutes, just as they predicted. This time, not only could they pay off their debts, but they could even earn some as well.

They cheerfully squeezed their way forward. No matter what, they had to congratulate Stiles, even if it was just from far away.

their senses were completely overwhelmed by fear. They looked at Wilbur in horror. They

Dune had been

such a fight, being defeated meant being killed. There was no possibility that the loser survived.

was crestfallen. He kept shaking his head in denial. He could not come to terms with

at Wilbur in a daze as if trying

looked calm and expressionless. There was

people swarmed over. When they realized that the man who

looked at him in bewilderment. They instantly froze on

not help but say, "This is impossible. Where's

believe that Stiles had been

and he threw a punch, striking Gaston

his spiritual energy and cast a protective shield right in front

runes on the shield spun, giving off a solid aura. He

shield into pieces,

his lifeless body

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