Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 113: Kill Directly

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Kill Directly

"Westyn Morgan, there’s still a bun left, don’t let it go to waste."

Wyatt Barnes cast a gaze at the bun that had been trampled into a muddy mess and smiled lightly.

"I’ll do it!"

Before Westyn Morgan could respond, the now somewhat recovered Remi Sinclair picked up the muddy bun and walked toward Simon Davies.

"Remi Sinclair, I dare you! I will have you dead with nowhere to bury your body!"

Simon Davies’s pupils contracted sharply as he growled.

"What do I have to fear?"

Remi Sinclair scoffed coldly, reached out and grabbed Simon Davies’ hair, yanking him upwards.

"Seeking death!"

Simon Davies raised his hand to retaliate against Remi Sinclair.

Slap!

Wyatt Barnes had been watching Simon Davies all along. Seeing him attempt to strike, he intercepted, grabbing his hand, "Simon Davies, if you don’t cooperate, I’ll snap your arm off... and if your arm is broken, you might not be able to pass the Genius Camp training!"

"Wyatt! Barnes!"

Simon Davies spat through clenched teeth, seething with anger.

Though he was furious, he dared not move, having no doubt that Wyatt Barnes would follow through on his threat.

Who was he kidding? Anyone brazen enough to stand up to an Iron Blood Army vice-commander would hardly be faint-hearted.

Hardly suppressing his rage, he vowed to take his revenge on Wyatt Barnes.

"Eat."

A glint of frost flashed across Remi Sinclair’s eyes. Holding Simon Davies’s hair with one hand, he forced the mud, grass, and footprint-smothered bun into his mouth with the other.

Slap!

Remi Sinclair raised his palm and smacked Simon Davies’ back.

Immediately, Simon Davies swallowed the entire bun...

"Hurl..."

Simon Davies felt nauseous, but couldn’t vomit, his face unspeakably ghastly.

Remi Sinclair stood up, looking down at Simon Davies, a frosty light sparkling in his eyes.

This was the first time in his life that he had suffered such public humiliation. If not for his slight fear of the Davies Family in County City, he would have already killed Simon Davies.

Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

Westyn Morgan followed suit, delivering lashes to Daisy Davies and rest three Davies family youngsters, forcing them to swallow the buns that they had crushed themselves.

An eerie silence settled over the spectators.

Their hair stood on end.

The trio of Wyatt Barnes, they were simply too domineering!

But, they had the right to be domineering.

"Wyatt Barnes!"

A furious shout echoed from a distance, growing ever nearer...

Wyatt Barnes looked up to see an unknown young leader advancing from a distance, fast as lightning.

As the stranger approached, Wyatt realized his identity.

The stranger bore some resemblance to Simon Davies, easily suggesting his identity...

Joseph Davies!

Joseph Davies cast a wrathful glance at Wyatt Barnes, before attending to Simon Davies and the others with a healing elixir. He then reappeared before Wyatt, his eyes filled with a chilling murderous intent!

"Brother, Wyatt Barnes made us eat mud-covered, trampled buns!"

Simon Davies roared in anger.

At this moment, he seemed to have completely forgotten.

That the buns had in fact been trampled by none other than themselves...

"What!?"

Joseph Davies’ face transformed in shock. Like a furious demon, he glared at Wyatt Barnes, "Wyatt Barnes, you dare to humiliate the Davies clan in this way... I, Joseph Davies, for the sake of our family honor, must kill you today to maintain our dignity!"

Whoosh!

Joseph Davies made his move, swift as a gusty storm. The speed was jarring.

Wyatt’s face drained of color!

Joseph Davies aimed to smear him with the charge of insulting the Davies Clan and then kill him...

In this way, he could logically escape the punishment of the Iron Blood Army.

This Joseph Davies, he was as deep as he was ruthless!

Joseph Davies, who was charging towards Wyatt Barnes, had eleven enormous ancient elephant apparitions frantically congregating above him...

Clearly, this Joseph Davies, like the Centurion Basil Buckingham who had died in Wyatt Barnes’ hands three months ago, was also a Level Eight martial artist in the Condensed Pill Realm!

A furious Level Eight Condensed Pill Realm martial artist posed a massive threat to Wyatt Barnes....

Wyatt was nearly suffocating at this moment!

Against the speed of a Level Eight Condensed Pill Realm martial artist, Wyatt had nearly nowhere to escape.

"Joseph Davies, since you’ve asked for it, I won’t hold back!"

Wyatt Barnes coldly declared, his voice cutting through the air like a sword drawn from a frozen sheath. He immediately moved to engage, using his Serpent Movement Technique.

Sword Drawing Technique!

In a twinkling, his hand slid across his waist and the Purple Emperor Soft Sword whistled out.

He did not employ the power of the spiritual weapon.

Instead, he only activated the "Blood Inscription" with his Origin Force...

"How arrogant!"

Seeing Wyatt Barnes daring to counterattack, Joseph Davies broke into a cold smile, his eyes filled with chilling murderous intent.

Prior to his arrival, he had heard of Wyatt’s advance to ’Level Five of the Condensed Pill Realm’. From that moment, he had been brimming with the desire to kill...

Now that the opportunity had presented itself, he transformed into the ’messenger’ safeguarding the honor of the Davies Clan, striking Wyatt Barnes with all his might, to eliminate any future threat!

In his view.

At this current juncture, even if Wyatt Barnes was killed by him, the Iron Blood Army would not hold him accountable.

He was doing it for the Davies Clan.

This ’messenger’ was no longer a representative of the Iron Blood Army.

He was a member upholding the dignity of the Davies Clan!

A stifling silence enveloped the spectators.

Their eyes were glued to the scene unfolding before them...

"Wyatt Barnes!"

Remi Sinclair, Westyn Morgan and Mustafa Rowan’s faces drastically changed, not believing that Wyatt Barnes could stand up against Joseph Davies.

Above the void, the gap between the seven phantom images of the ancient elephants and the eleven phantom images of the ancient elephants was so glaring...

"What a pity."

The group of young men who were watching sighed in their hearts, "Genius got robbed by heaven!"

No one thought Wyatt Barnes could survive.

However, the next moment, everyone was stunned.

The Dancing Serpent Technique!

Just as Wyatt was about to face Joseph Davies, his feet trembled, his body tilted, brushing past Joseph’s sleeve, barely dodging it, slightly embarrassed.

Buzz!

At this moment, the ’Bloody Inscription’ on the Purple Emperor Soft Sword flashed, transforming into a bloody red moon...

Sticking to him like a shadow, it flew out!

"No!!"

Realizing the terrifying power contained in this bloody moon, Joseph’s face changed drastically, and he shouted in surprise.

In a hurry, he activated his defensive martial arts technique!

Hisss!

However, the bloody moon easily tore apart his defensive energy, entered his chest, pierced through, and brought up a stream of blood.

Boom!

Joseph’s forward-rushing body brutally slammed into the high platform on the side of the field.

His eyes widening, he remained motionless, silent.

Dead!

"Brother!"

Simon Davies’ face changed drastically, he cried out in sorrow, rushed forward, shaking Joseph’s body continuously, unwilling to believe this was real.

The other four young men from the Davies family looked at Wyatt Barnes as if they were looking at a terrifying demon, unconsciously shivering.

Wyatt glanced at Joseph’s body, his eyes devoid of any emotion, cold as ice...

He never shows mercy to those who want to kill him!

"Haha! Wyatt Barnes, well done."

Westyn Morgan burst into laughter, his worried expression completely gone.

Remi Sinclair and Mustafa Rowan also breathed a sigh of relief.

The group of young men watching were completely stunned.

It took a while for them to snap back to reality.

"My God! What did I see, Joseph Davies is dead?"

"Am I dreaming?"

"Ouch! Why did you pinch me?"

"So I’m not dreaming..."

"Damn it! If you want to know if you’re dreaming, pinch yourself. Why pinch me?"

"Right, I nearly forgot, I can pinch myself."

"The person who killed Joseph Davies seems to be Wyatt Barnes, his sword cast a round of bloody light, that’s not Origin Force... it looks like an ’Inscription’!"

"If it really is an Inscription, Joseph Davies was truly unlucky. He probably never thought that Wyatt Barnes would have an ’Attack Inscription’ powerful enough to kill him..."

"He wanted to kill Wyatt Barnes, but he didn’t bother to check first, such recklessness, it’s no wonder he’s dead!"

...

A group of young men debated heatedly.

No one felt sorry for Joseph Davies.

"Everyone."

Wyatt sighed with relief, recovered, put away the Purple Emperor Soft Sword, his gaze falling on the crowd of young boys.

All at once, the scene regained its quiet, all eyes turned to Wyatt.

"Everyone, you all witnessed what happened today. It was Simon Davies who provoked me first; I just issued a small punishment... As for Joseph, he held a killing intent towards me and tried to take my life. For self-defense, I had to use the Attack Inscription to kill him! I hope you all can act as witnesses for me. Thank you."

Wyatt gave a slight bow to the crowd.

Today’s events could either be trivial or serious.

He had to lay his own foundation...

Otherwise, if he kills Centurion of the Iron Blood Army, he’ll bear an immense crime.

Then, forget about continuing the training in the Genius Camp or achieving the qualifications to get into the Holy Martial Arts Academy, it would be hard to say if he could even survive...

"Wyatt Barnes, rest assured, everything you said is true, we’ve all seen it with our own eyes, we surely won’t be confused."

"Exactly, Simon Davies was bullying people today with his power; Joseph Davies deserved to die, we’ve all seen it, there can’t be any fraud."

...

For a moment, the surrounding young men expressed their stance one after another.

"Thank you, everyone."

Wyatt’s face revealed a small smile, he had everything firmly under his control.

"Wyatt Barnes, you killed my brother, even if you’re in the right today, if the Iron Blood Army won’t punish you, we, the Davies Clan, surely won’t let this go... You’re going to die!"

Simon Davies’ face was filled with tragedy, his eyes filled with anger as he stared at Wyatt Barnes.

"There are so many people who want me dead, I would like to see if your Davies Clan has the capability!"

Wyatt’s eyes turned icy, revealing a cold smile.

The news of Wyatt Barnes killing Joseph Davies spread throughout the whole Iron Blood Army camp in just half a day.

Everyone heard of this matter.

In one of the reserve tents.

"Wyatt Barnes, advanced to the Condensed Pill Realm Level Five? Killed Joseph Davies using an Attack Inscription?"

A young man dressed in red, holding a sheathed sword, revealed a fighting spirit in his eyes, "Within a month, I will surely enter the Condensed Pill Realm Level Five. When that time comes, I must spar with this Wyatt Barnes."

In another tent.

"Wyatt Barnes? I, Tiggi Field, will catch up to your pace!"

A muscular young man sat focusing his energy, practicing painstakingly...

At this moment, Wyatt was comfortably laying on his bed, swinging his legs slightly.

"Wyatt, when did you advance to the Condensed Pill Realm Level Five?"

Westyn Morgan, who had no bed to sleep on, sat on the ground, looking at Wyatt Barnes with a curious face.

Wyatt noticed that Remi Sinclair and Mustafa Rowan were also looking at him.

He was about to answer.

"Wyatt Barnes, the deputy commander-in-chief wants to see you."

A robust voice came from outside the tent.