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.

a few words were enough to have him spitting out blood in

He immediately turned his head

was happening, their vision blurred as

that he was only less

seemed to have come alive,

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

to entirely suppress the surprise he felt. After all, he never

not 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 be teleported

attacks

Jack’s eyes stared

eight-tailed snake bared

immediately twisted space, suddenly teleporting

crashed into

have a nervous look on his face. The eight tailed snake’s attack had been far too quick. No

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