Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 115: The Final Assessment

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: The Final Assessment

Glaring at Westyn Morgan, Remi Sinclair paid him no further attention and turned to Wyatt, "Do you have any idea what’s next in the training?"

"Still have no idea."

Wyatt shook his head.

Remi nodded and closed his eyes again, going back to his practice.

Wyatt squinted his eyes.

It seemed that Remi being knocked unconscious by Simon Davies in a crowd had hit him hard. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be pushing himself so desperately...

However, he believed that sooner or later, Remi would crush Simon underfoot.

"You two should hurry up and train, otherwise you might not pass the test."

Wyatt looked at Westyn and Mustafa Rowan and chuckled.

"Not to worry, we have you, don’t we?"

Westyn laughed.

Wyatt rolled his eyes at Westyn, "How do you know the training starting tomorrow won’t split us apart? If we all have to train separately, how can I help you?"

"Don’t jinx it!"

Westyn and Mustafa both said in tandem, showing an unusual understanding of each other.

The next day, early in the morning.

The remaining twenty-nine of the Genius Camp gathered in the schoolyard.

As soon as Wyatt arrived, he sensed two intense, combative gazes.

He looked up.

It was Walter Simmons and Tiggi Field.

It seemed that what he did yesterday had stirred their competitive spirit.

Of course, besides the gazes from Walter and Tiggi, Wyatt also noticed a cold, hateful gaze fixed on him...

Simon Davies!

Wyatt glanced at Simon who was glaring at him, a faint smile appeared on his face, not taking it seriously.

"Wyatt Barnes!"

However, the faint smile on Wyatt’s face appeared to Simon as if he was further provoking him, which made Simon’s face turn beet red, filled with rage to the extreme!

The other young people in the Genius Camp watched Wyatt with a slight awe.

Wyatt’s strength could only be looked up to by them.

Soon, the Deputy Commander-in-Chief, Kaiser Myers appeared, with him are four Centurions and twenty-five Centurions.

A crowd of men, subtly radiating an aura of battle from their bodies, causing several boys to change their faces.

Wyatt stood still, unmoving as a mountain.

Such killer aura is only child’s play to him.

However, he was feeling a bit surprised and curious at the moment, "Four Centurions, twenty-five Centurions, what a prank! What’s the training next?"

"Greetings to the Deputy Commander-in-Chief!"

The group of youngsters in the Genius Camp saluted Kaiser Myers with respect.

Kaiser nodded and began, "Congratulations to all of you for passing the first round of the Genius Camp. Although fewer people survived than predicted, I believe that those of you who did survive must be the elites...To accommodate this situation, we Iron Blood Army have temporarily changed the training content. The next training, or rather an examination...those who survive will receive admission to the ’Martial Arts Academy’!"

Kaiser’s words like a fuse, ignited the atmosphere on the spot.

"By the Deputy Commander-in-Chief’s words, is the training we will face next the final round?"

"One can tell, this so-called examination, must be tough."

"Regardless, I’ve come this far, I have to go all the way!"

"Indeed, go all the way! Seize a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

...

The young men at Genius Camp were thrilled.

With a wave from Kaiser, the noisy schoolyard quieted down.

"The final examination will no longer be carried out by the group...Everyone will carry out the task assigned by the Iron Blood Army. Only those who successfully complete their tasks will pass the exam!"

Kaiser continued.

As soon as Kaiser stopped speaking, most of the youngsters’ eyes lit up.

Daisy Davies and the other three from the Davies Family frowned slightly.

"Jinxed it!"

Both Westyn and Mustafa, looking at Wyatt, said in unison again.

The corner of Wyatt’s mouth twitched, not expecting that he had hit the nail on the head...

Soon, Kaiser began to describe the rules of the examination, "To prevent you from using external help to complete the task, we Iron Blood Army will send twenty-nine soldiers, on a one-on-one basis, to supervise the whole examination...Even if you are in a life or death situation, they will not intervene."

"Also... don’t take chances, anyone who tries to bribe our Iron Blood Army soldiers, they have the power to kill you on the spot!"

Kaiser’s words towards the end were filled with a chilling tone.

The group of young people on-site felt as if they had fallen into an ice cavern.

Their faces turned solemn...

They all could realize that the forthcoming ’task’ won’t be easy.

Twenty-nine soldiers?

Wyatt squinted his eyes, scanning the group of people behind Kaiser, four Centurions and twenty-five Centurions.

"Four Centurions, were they arranged for me, Walter, Tiggi, and Simon?"

Wyatt guessed in his mind.

Clap! Clap!

Suddenly, Kaiser clapped his hands twice.

Immediately, there was a noise from outside the schoolyard.

Wyatt looked up.

There was a group of Iron Blood soldiers carrying simple tables and chairs, distributed to the twenty-nine young men in the Genius Camp including him.

One set per person.

"What is this for?"

Wyatt was taken aback.

What were they distributing tables and chairs for?

He was puzzled for a moment.

"Sit down!"

On Kaiser’s order, the twenty-nine teenagers, including Wyatt, sat in front of the tables.

"Now, each of you will receive two pieces of paper and a pen..."

As soon as Kaiser finished, there were Iron Blood soldiers distributing paper and pens to the group of boys.

What is this about?

Most of the boys wore puzzled expressions.

Are they supposed to undergo a ’writing test’ before beginning the final training?

"Sir Deputy Commander, I ain’t much of a scholar, only know to write a few words. If it’s a ’writing test’, reckon I’m doomed."

At this point, a simple-minded boy spoke up, his face flushing.

Suddenly, bursts of laughter filled the room.

"Who said anything about a writing test? In Cloud Skies Continent, respect goes to the powerful. Even if you’re a literary genius, what’s the use?"

Kaiser Myers slightly furrowed his brows.

If it’s not a writing test?

Then what is it?

Except for Wyatt Barnes, all the boys turned their gaze towards Kaiser Myers

Only Wyatt Barnes, chin in his hand, seemed deep in thought.

"Today, I have distributed these papers and pens not for a writing test. No, what I command you to do is to write letters. Or to put it bluntly, to craft your ’last will and testament’!"

Kaiser Myers declared forcefully, his words echoing with authority.

Last will and testament?

Writing their final words?

Suddenly, the faces of some of the boys in the Genius Camp turned ashen.

Some others, however, did not react as strongly and did not seem very surprised.

"Right, now I’ll give you an hour. Write your wills, one or more as you see fit. Once they are written, fold them and put the recipient’s name on top. If any of you should fall, our Iron Blood Army soldiers will deliver these wills to your families at the earliest," he added lightly, looking completely calm and uncaring

Some of the boys’ breathing quickened in response to his words. some were unable to lay their pens down.

Others started writing fervently.

A Last Will?

A faint smile tugged at Wyatt Barnes’s lips.

Is it really necessary?

In the end, Wyatt Barnes simply sprawled on the desk, catching a quick nap.

Kaiser Myers was observing Wyatt Barnes all along and his lips twitched involuntarily at the sight of the boy sleeping rather than writing his will.

This kid, is he really that confident or just unabashedly arrogant!

You must know, the twenty-nine tasks allotted, the one given to Wyatt Barnes can be said as the toughest.

These tasks, divided into three levels.

The hardest undoubtedly belongs to Wyatt Barnes, and it was last minute decision from yesterday night.

After all, Wyatt Barnes is a martial practitioner of the Condensed Pill Realm, Level Five.

The simplest ones, he could breeze through even with his eyes closed.

Beneath Wyatt Barnes’s task, there are three more difficult tasks targeting three other boys in the Genius Camp who are martial practitioners of the Condensed Pill Realm, Level Four..

Walter Simmons, Tiggi Field, and Simon Davies

The remaining twenty-five tasks, though simple for these four boys, pose a great risk to the rest, with potential fatal consequences.

An hour passed.

Iron Blood Army soldiers collected the last wills from twenty-eight boys.

Only Wyatt Barnes wadded up two blank pages and tossed them aside.

It was at this moment that the boys realized Wyatt Barnes hadn’t written any last will.

"Wyatt Barnes, why didn’t you write?"

Westyn Morgan, who was sitting behind Wyatt Barnes, couldn’t help but ask.

"Why should I?"

Wyatt Barnes retorted.

Westyn Morgan was taken aback.

Yes, with Wyatt’s capabilities, even Joseph Davies who was at the eighth level of the Condensed Pill realm was defeated by him, why would he worry about the task up ahead?

Wyatt’s disdain stemmed from his confidence and was very much warranted.

Westyn sighed inwardly.

When would he have such unwavering self-confidence and arrogance...

"Now that you’ve completed your final letters, let’s commence the mission... From here on, each of you will follow the Iron Blood Army soldier in front of you and leave Iron Blood City. Given the long journey ahead, they will inform you of the mission specifics en route," Kaiser Myers’s voice rang out again.

In an instant, several centurions from the Iron Blood Army positioned themselves behind Kaiser Myers and began to move forward.

As Wyatt Barnes had guessed, the four centurions walked towards him, Walter Simmons, Tiggi Field, and Simon Davies.

The one who approached Wyatt was someone familiar.

Centurion ’Declan Yorke’.

"Sir Centurion," Wyatt greeted Declan Yorke with a respectful nod and smile.

"Let’s go," Declan Yorke returned the smile, nodded, and set off.

"Survive and return, let’s drink together then," Wyatt glanced at Remi Sinclair and the others as he was about to leave, his voice full of resolve.

"Definitely!" The boys nodded in agreement.

Twenty-nine Iron Blood Army leaders divided into groups and led the boys away.

Wyatt Barnes followed Declan Yorke out of Iron Blood City on horseback.

However, their route led them towards the eastern highway.

Head east!

"Sir Centurion, that... wouldn’t that direction lead to the Black Mountain Kingdom?" Wyatt couldn’t help but ask.

"That’s correct. Your mission will be carried out in the Black Mountain Kingdom," Declan Yorke nodded.

Wyatt’s eyes hardened. Carrying out a mission in the Black Mountain Kingdom?

Was he supposed to carry out an assassination?

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