Chapter 1270

Bailey looked at Jack shakily. "You're too much. We're from the same country, aren't we? How could you do this?"

Something unreadable flickered in Jack's gaze.

Sanko had let out another howl, continuing his attack toward Wilbur and raining punches on him.

Wilbur smiled. He seemed to hardly be moving at all but was somehow able to avoid every single one of Sanko's punches without any intention of fighting back.

His calm, uncaring expression, and the way he seemed to move as if he was taking an evening stroll thoroughly angered Sanko.

Sanko let out a growl, lighting up completely with his aura fog as he swung his fists at Wilbur with even more vigor.

Wilbur remained calm as ever, and Sanko's punches kept landing on the wall as dirt and rocks flew.

Bailey felt as if her heart was going to beat out of her chest, but there was nothing she could do as she watched amidst her screams.

Soon, Sanko could not take Wilbur's provoking anymore.

He let out another growl, brandishing his fists like a war tank as he pounced on Wilbur with a roar.

Wilbur had had enough fun as well and chuckled at an incoming Sanko as he cast his first punch.

going on before Wilbur's fist had reached his

kicked up, making Sanko's

but there was no time for him to

had landed square on

air, and Sanko spat

in his pockets as he looked at

down at his

chest had caved in, and all his

disbelief,

enormous figure let out a thud as

widened, unable to believe what she was

Wilbur was, and he was a cultivator as well. How had Wilbur taken him out

beyond what someone of Sanctuary level could take, let alone Sanko being at the

more in shock, staring at

come get me himself and stop

and he hardly dared to speak

the two of

disappeared out of sight that Jack

senses.

Sanko, then took off running

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