The masked man was so enraged that he scrambled to stand up, albeit struggling when he did, wanting to fight with the northern disciples, even daring to bet his life on the line.

Alas, he had yet to recover from his injuries and could not even stand up.

The disciples next to him hurriedly helped the masked man up, and Zamian even tried to console him, saying, “Don’t get angry; these are just petty remarks made by insignificant people. If you weren’t injured, they wouldn’t have even dared to say all that. You’ll surely recover eventually, and you can show them who’s boss after that!”

The masked man was so angry his entire body was trembling. His anger boiled within his heart, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Jack’s lips twitched at the sight.

he was rather frail in his mentality. Just a few words were enough to have him spitting out blood in anger. He was

immediately turned his head to look at Graham next to him, and Graham’s expression

was happening, their vision blurred as they were suddenly

shocked to notice that he was only less than a hundred meters away from the eight-tailed

snake seemed to have come

of blood, and the whole place stank of the same ominous stench of

surprise he felt. After

the only one caught unaware, as Graham seemed visibly shocked, too. The masked man had naturally not been kind enough to tell them that they would

attacks before the two of them could even

adopted an attacking stance, and Jack’s

a move, the eight-tailed snake bared its

suddenly teleporting 30 meters away and

eight-tailed snake’s head viciously crashed into

started to have a nervous look on his face. The eight tailed

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