Female NovelEveryone instantly exclaimed.
Zachary had a solemn look too. He quickly cast a spell with his hands and yelled, "Earth Shield!" A solid earth shield rose in front of him. There was a spiritual radiance on the shield, and it had many runes on it.
The Earth Shield was an intermediate spell. Wilbur cast it before.
However, Wilbur blasted the shield away with a punch as he shouted. Then, the punch continued forth and landed squarely on Zachary.
Zachary could not do anything to stop it. He could only watch Wilbur's punch land on his chest.
With a loud bang, Zachary stumbled backward while blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
Wilbur stopped and stood with hands behind his back, stopping his attacks on Zachary.
Zachary was confused for a moment, then he wiped the blood off his mouth slowly. He bowed at Wilbur and said, "Thanks for sparing me." Wilbur nodded slightly, but his eyes were fixated on the room.
Everyone was very shocked at that point.
Zachary was almost a peak Ambience level cultivator, and he knew a plethora of amazing earth-type spells. They could not believe he was defeated because it was simply unbelievable.
They all looked at Wilbur and finally realized he was astounding.
However, there was a saying in the cultivation world that everything was inferior to a Saint level cultivator. It was common knowledge engraved into the souls of every cultivator.
Wilbur was astounding, but he would not be the match for Mister Taft if he was not a Saint level cultivator.
He defeated Zachary Yanez, but his inevitable defeat was fated, and it could not be changed.
"Dude, don't get all smug just because you defeated Mister Yanez. You should know that Mister Taft is a powerful Saint level cultivator," yelled Maniac.novelbin
Wilbur chuckled and glanced at him. Maniac was startled, and he unintentionally backed away.
Suddenly, Chance walked out slowly. The crowd hurriedly made way for him.
Chance stood several meters in front of Wilbur. He first glanced at his student and scolded coldly, "You useless thing." "Sorry, sir. | wasn't as good as him, and I've embarrassed you." Zachary bowed and he looked ashamed.
Chance scoffed coldly before he looked at Wilbur. He said coldly, "You have what it takes as a pre-Saint level cultivator, but you're still not a Saint level cultivator. However, | know it must be hard on your journey of cultivation, and you're talented. | can forget about the past if you're willing to surrender yourself to me." It seemed like Chance did not want his talents to go to waste.
"I think you're delusional," said Wilbur nonchalantly.
Joel said, "Dad, this guy is ignorant. Don't waste your ton him." ‘No way. Wilbur is my biggest enemy. What will the future hold forif Wilbur surrenders to Mister Taft?' Joel thought to himself.
"What a shame." Chance brushed his beard before he said, "I wanted to spare your life. Since you injured my students and stayed ignorant, it looks like | have to bury you here today." "Yes, kill him." "We can't spare him, he's too arrogant." "Mister Taft, chop him into pieces because he dared provoke a Saint level cultivator." Everyone shouted their insults.
Wilbur smiled like he was mocking them. He said, "Fightif you can. Or do you all just want to talk smack?" Everyone shut up instantly. They could shout all they want, but they did not have the courage to fight Wilbur.
Chance yelled angrily at that moment, "You're too arrogant behaving like that in front of a Saint level cultivator." "You're just a Saint level cultivator. Stop talking like it's so scary," mocked Wilbur nonchalantly.
Chance lost his temper immediately. 'You do not insult a Saint level cultivator. This is common knowledge for cultivators." ‘Wilbur Penn made a huge mistake by saying that,' the crowd thought.
"Alright, kid. I'll show you what true power is today." Chance then shouted, "Death Earth!"