Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1171: Killing with a Single Finger

Chapter 1171: Chapter 1171: Killing with a Single Finger

The loud boom emitted by the woman as she was killed immediately alarmed Wyatt Barnes. Without seeing him lift a finger, an invisible shield of light rose up, deflecting the blood that splattered towards him and Winnie Romero.

Following that, Wyatt slowly turned his gaze towards the instigator who was leisurely walking into the pavilion, his face gradually darkening.

"What a beautiful woman!"

The young man in brocade clothes, accompanied by an elderly man, entered and his eyes immediately landed on Winnie Romero, utterly ignoring Wyatt. Winnie’s peerless beauty caught his breath and it became rapid.

When had he ever seen such a beauty?

"Miss, my name is ’Jackson Evans’. I am the son of the True Martial Sect Leader... May I ask for your esteemed name?"

The young man in brocade approached Winnie, his handsome face breaking into a warm and bright smile. However, in the depths of his gaze, there was only lewdness and desire.

He was yearning to possess this nearly perfect woman!

"Scram!"

As Jackson Evans politely greeted Winnie, her sole cold response was that one word.

For a moment, Jackson stood there like a petrified chicken.

Ever since Jackson had killed the woman outside the pavilion, the commotion had attracted quite a few onlookers.

Thus, the scene of Jackson Evans failing to strike up a conversation with Winnie, only to be rebuffed by her command to scram, was witnessed by a crowd.

"Son of the True Martial Sect Leader?"

Having learned of Jackson’s identity, many didn’t dare to say much. Nonetheless, their eyes were undeniably filled with mockery when they looked at him.

The True Martial Sect was a first-class power, on par with the City of Peace’s Campbell Family, and the once-renowned Yin and Yang Sect.

"I... I said I am the son of the True Martial Sect Leader! The Junior Sect Master of the True Martial Sect!"

Sensing the mockingly sweeping glances around him, Jackson felt an unbearable humiliation. Suppressing the rage in his heart, he looked towards Winnie once more and repeated himself.

"Scram!"

Yet again, Winnie’s reply to him was just that one word.

Scram!

Jackson’s body shook, and his face gradually twisted into a ferocious expression. When had he ever been so disregarded in public?

Such disregard was no different from humiliation!

Whoosh!

The crowd of spectators also netted in surprise, mocking Jackson while simultaneously expressing astonishment at Winnie’s reaction.

They had not expected this woman to be so bold, daring to treat the son of the True Martial Sect Leader in such a manner.

It was well known that out of the two sons of the True Martial Sect Leader, the younger one obtained later in life was by far the most cherished, almost regarded as his lifeblood.

"Bitch! You don’t want the face given to you!"

Finally, Jackson could no longer restrain the fury within him and erupted. He took a step forward and reached out both hands to grab Winnie, "You’re so proud? From today on, this Young Master will make you my slave woman!"

Jackson, the son of the True Martial Sect Leader, in his early thirties, had a cultivation level at the peak of the Void Realm.

However, in front of Winnie, he was no different than an ant.

Swoosh!

"Young Master!"

A fleeting sword cry, accompanied by a loud shout, was none other than Winnie dispatching Jackson with a casual sword strike as he aggressively approached her.

The one who had shouted was the elderly man behind Jackson, who couldn’t have imagined that the seemingly harmless woman in red would kill his Young Master before he even had a chance to react.

The Young Master was dead.

How would he explain this to the Sect Leader?

A dead silence enveloped the surroundings.

Eyes fell on Jackson, lying in a pool of blood, somewhat dazed.

"Did she... kill the little son of the True Martial Sect Leader?"

"She’s in big trouble! The True Martial Sect won’t let her off!"

"I can’t believe that she looks to be only in her early twenties, yet she has the strength to kill the young son of the True Martial Sect Leader... Although they didn’t summon the power of heaven and earth to form a visible manifestation, I’ve heard of the cultivation level of this little son of the Sect Leader, which seems to be at the ’peak of the Void Realm’."

"Just one face-off, and she killed him... She must be a Martial Emperor warrior."

...

The surrounding spectators were abuzz, gazing in amazement at the woman with a peerless visage before them.

They say that women are the root of calamity.

Today, they had truly witnessed it.

Had the son of the True Martial Sect Leader not harbored wicked thoughts towards this woman, he wouldn’t have met such an end.

However, they were unaware.

From the moment the son of the True Martial Sect Leader killed the woman outside the pavilion, the purple-clothed youth beside her had already sentenced him to death.

"You... dare to kill our Young Master! Do you know who he is?"

Seeing Jackson fall, the elder shook with anger, fixing his gaze intently on Winnie, as if he still hadn’t recovered from the shock.

"Does it matter to me who he is?"

Winnie lifted her head and looked indifferently at the elder, her words nearly causing him to spit blood.

This woman had first killed his Young Master.

Then she said it didn’t matter to her who her Young Master was?

"You’re seeking death!"

The elder could no longer hold back, letting out a furious shout. The Origin Force on his body surged and instantly transformed into thunder and lightning swirling around his figure, making him appear almost like the ’Thunder God’.

Not only that, around the thunder and lightning, there were strands of green gale intertwining, and beyond the gales, flickers of solidified flame were also pulsating.

The elder’s figure moved, breaking through the sky. As he passed, a chain of explosive sounds resounded, and invisible waves of air rolled out, turning into a wild gust that blew open in all directions.

Buzz!

Soon, a sword appeared out of thin air in the elder’s hand. With a divine-like assistance, the sword came from the west, pointed directly at where Winnie Romero was.

The strength the elder displayed was not only superior to Jackson Evans but also far surpassed Winnie Romero!

However, facing the elder’s assault like a tempestuous storm, Winnie’s expression remained unchanged, without any intention of making a move.

"Has she gone mad?"

"It seems she’s resigned herself to death."

...

Such a scene led many onlookers to secretly ponder in their hearts.

Just when everyone thought Winnie Romero would perish then and there, a scene beyond all their expectations occurred. It made each and every one of them widen their eyes and their pupils dilate fully.

Heavens!

What did they see?!

The purple-clad young man sitting beside the lady in red, who had been still all along, suddenly made his move as the elder’s sword, imbued with the power of two ancient dragons and the strength of thousands of Horned Dragons, swept towards the lady in red. It was as if struck by lightning.

Swoosh!

With just a finger, he resisted the full force of the elder’s sword strike.

Finger against sword, they were momentarily locked in a standstill.

With the clash as the center, rolling waves of energy spread out, again turning into gusts of wind that caused the robes of the onlookers to flutter.

Those with weaker cultivation even squinted their eyes against the wind.

Nevertheless, their gazes remained firmly on the purple-clad young man in the distance. His strength left them with an inexplicable sense of shock.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

...

And just at that moment, as the elder’s face turned red and his body trembled ever so slightly, cracks began to appear around the place where his feet were on the ground.

The cracks spread relentlessly, like a massive spider web forming.

"Hmph!"

Compared to the elder’s waning strength, Wyatt Barnes seemed calm and composed. However, he shortly let out a cold snort, and the finger pressing against the elder’s sword tip trembled slightly.

An immense force poured from Wyatt’s finger, effortlessly breaking into the elder’s spirit sword and then into the elder’s body.

Boom!

In an instant, the domineering force destroyed the elder’s internal organs. The elder was invisibly obliterated, dropping to the ground with a lifeless gaze, completely silent.

Silence.

The entire place fell into a deathly stillness.

"The True Martial Sect?"

Wyatt Barnes swept a cold gaze over the two corpses in front of him, a hint of disdain appearing at the corner of his mouth.

The True Martial Sect, according to what Pearl Rowan had said, was indeed one of the sworn enemies of the former Yin and Yang Sect.

"Winnie, let’s head over there."

Wyatt reached out and collected the Storage Rings, fragments of profound mysteries, and realm pieces from the two corpses. Then he took Winnie Romero to a pavilion without any people and sat down again.

Simultaneously, the gazes of the audience followed them.

"Who exactly is this purple-clad young man? Such formidable strength!"

"The elder from the True Martial Sect, judging by the celestial phenomena he initiated, must be at least a fifth or sixth level presence in the Martial Emperor Realm, yet he was still killed by a single finger!"

"He’s too strong! I suspect he’s a powerful ’monster.’"

"It’s highly unlikely for a human martial artist to possess such profound power at this age."

...

A group of people whispered amongst themselves, their looks towards Wyatt Barnes filled with nothing but wariness.

Wyatt Barnes and Winnie Romero took their seats in another pavilion. The previous pavilion was soon attended to by staff from the Campbell Family auction house.

As they cleaned, the bodies of a few staff members also trembled slightly.

They were clearing away the corpses of the beloved youngest son of the True Martial Sect Leader!

Backstage at the Campbell Family auction house.

"Manager, those two have stirred up too much trouble... First, they killed Liam Campbell, and now they’ve killed the beloved youngest son of the True Martial Sect Leader and a True Martial Sect elder," said a Campbell Family descendant to Justin Campbell while reporting, a wry smile on his face.

"It seems that our Campbell Family auction house is destined for unrest today," Justin sighed.

"Manager, as you instructed, I’ve sent the bodies of the two from the True Martial Sect to their property in the City of Peace," someone reported soon after.

"Manager, it’s about to start," another person reminded.

"Proceed as usual... There must be chaos outside, I’ll go out and steady them," Justin said, then walked out from backstage and stepped onto the auction stage in the open air.

Standing on the auction stage, he could clearly see each pavilion in front of him and the guests sitting inside.

These guests were here to participate in the Campbell Family auction house’s large-scale auction held every three months.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I announce... the large-scale auction held by the Campbell Family auction house every three months, now begins!"

Justin Campbell declared with a loud voice.

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