Chapter 43

Wilbur looked around him. All that could be seen was the crowd staring back at him, clearly unimpressed. It was as if they were certain he was destined to die.

His gaze then landed on John. That was a pretty decent aura blow. I suppose it’s a little impressive.

Gerard stood up at once, pointing at Wilbur. How cocky! You’re saying that an aura blow is only a little Impressive? And what level would you happen to be at, hm?

Me?Wilbur shook his head. I’m not too sure about that myself.

Matt spoke up then. That’s quite a boast you just made. John, don’t waste your time. Send him straight to hell.”

John smirked, slowly walking towards Wilbur.

Wilbur frowned. John, don’t ruin your future like this.

You’re out of your mind,John retorted angrily, and everyone else flared up in anger as well.

It was clear that Wilbur had no respect for the three clans at all, daring to say something like that in such a dire situation.

the air was filled with various curses

you’ve got a trick or two up your sleeve, seeing as you were

to attack after me,

shouting. “Young man, no one in all of Seechertown, and even the Kardon Province, has dared to speak

that now.” Wilbur’s expression

it any longer. He cried

a blow as he shouted. His attack let out a sound like whipping wind and thunder, barreling in Wilbur’s direction.

clear to see just how powerful that blow

that Wilbur would be able to

that he would be dead in the next

got closer and closer to him. He lifted a finger at the very last second, tapping at the air in front of him.

any strength or

powerful attack that John had just launched seemed to be stopped

clans. No

finger before making a beeline for John through the punch he just threw.

spitting out a mouthful of blood

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