Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1210: All Tricks Used

Chapter 1210: Chapter 1210: All Tricks Used

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

...

Just as Wyatt Barnes and Isaac Campbell were facing off, gusts of roaring wind approached from all directions as a group of people hurried over upon hearing them.

"It’s Senior Brother Campbell."

Quickly, these people spotted one of the two individuals standing in confrontation far off in the sky—the reason they paid attention to him was that he was the only one they recognized.

Isaac Campbell was well-known throughout the ’Lost Stone Forest’; nobody was ignorant of him.

Now arriving were disciples and trainees of the Martial Emperor from the Lost Stone Forest, drawn by the commotion to see what was happening.

They had thought it was merely a minor skirmish, but they had not expected Isaac Campbell to be one of the involved parties.

Had they not come themselves, they wouldn’t have believed it.

Someone had actually dared to provoke ’Isaac Campbell’, a direct disciple of the Martial Emperor in their Lost Stone Forest!

"Who is he? How dare he provoke Senior Brother Campbell... Isn’t this a death wish?"

Many people’s gazes fell on Wyatt Barnes, and in their words, it seemed they had already determined that in the confrontation between Wyatt Barnes and Isaac Campbell, Wyatt Barnes was sure to be the loser.

Even though they saw the celestial phenomenon above Wyatt’s head in the void.

"The power of six ancient Divine Dragons, plus the power of two thousand ancient Horned Dragons... With such strength, even in our Lost Stone Forest, he is only beneath a few of the Martial Emperor’s direct disciples."

Some also lamented, "It’s just a pity that he’s come across Senior Brother Campbell, the foremost among the direct disciples of the Martial Emperor in our Lost Stone Forest."

Meanwhile, a group of Martial Emperor’s disciples and trainees learned the ins and outs of the situation from a few trainees who had been present all along, and they all couldn’t help but sigh.

"So it’s all for a woman."

"Some time ago, I saw Senior Brother Campbell bring that woman back. She was indifferent to Senior Brother Campbell, and I guessed that she might have been taken by force by Senior Brother Campbell... Turns out it’s true."

"I wonder what this guy was thinking... With just that level of strength, he thought he could take that woman from Senior Brother Campbell’s side?"

"For a woman, losing his life... Foolish!"

...

A group of Martial Emperor’s disciples and trainees were abuzz with discussions, all seeming to believe that Wyatt Barnes had no chance of survival.

"You all are mistaken... He won’t die."

At this moment, one of the Martial Emperor’s trainees who had been present from the start fixed their gaze on the young man wearing purple in the distance and spoke to the newcomers.

"He won’t die?"

Immediately, the just-arrived group showed puzzlement and doubt, not understanding why this Martial Emperor’s trainee would say such a thing.

"Because Senior Brother Campbell seems to have made a vow not to kill him."

The Martial Emperor’s trainee who had piqued everyone’s curiosity said.

"What?!"

They were taken aback, unable to believe that Isaac Campbell, a direct disciple of the Martial Emperor from their Lost Stone Forest, had actually made a vow not to kill the young man clad in purple.

"No wonder he dares to come here, knowing that Senior Brother Campbell won’t kill him."

While many people had a sudden realization, the look they gave Wyatt Barnes turned into one of disdain.

"Even if Senior Brother Campbell won’t kill him, he won’t end up well."

The Martial Emperor’s trainee who had previously piqued their curiosity spoke with a grave expression, "Just now, Senior Brother Campbell said... he’s going to ruin his dantian, sever his limbs, and make him crawl out of the ’Lost Stone Forest’."

Whoosh!

As soon as the words of this Martial Emperor’s trainee were spoken, it stirred up a storm among all the present Martial Emperor’s disciples and trainees.

In this world where power was respected, ruining the dantian of a Martial Emperor would be a fate worse than death.

And to ruin his limbs on top of that would leave no way out for the other party.

For a time, many looked at Wyatt Barnes with pity.

"Want to cripple me?"

Wrapped by nine constantly revolving nearly Emperor Grade spirit swords, Wyatt Barnes’s purple robe fluttered without any wind, and he stared coldly at Isaac Campbell in the distance, "You can try."

"Of course, I will try... I will not only try, I will watch as you crawl out of the Lost Stone Forest like a dog without a home."

Isaac Campbell’s eyes slightly squinted, a cold glint fleeting by.

His body, shrouded in black clothing, suddenly stirred as a vast milky-white flame rose, and in the blink of an eye, it was entwined by several different colored forces, emitting a terrifying aura.

The forces converged together, flowing into the narrow blade he was already holding in his hand.

This narrow blade was his personal spirit weapon.

Earlier, while dodging Wyatt Barnes’s attack, he had drawn this narrow blade, a Grade One spirit blade.

Without the ’amplification power’ of this Grade One spirit blade enhancing his movement technique, he would have been unable to evade the eighteen extreme pinprick rays condensed by Wyatt Barnes through the Nine Dragons Inch Flash.

The speed of the pinprick rays, created by Wyatt using the power of six ancient Divine Dragons plus two thousand ancient Horned Dragons and condensed with the Nine Dragons Inch Flash, was shockingly fast.

Any movement technique, if not driven by power comparable to at least the force of six ancient Divine Dragons plus five thousand ancient Horned Dragons, would have been incapable of evading those eighteen extreme pinprick rays.

From this, one could tell.

With the ’Grade One spirit blade’ in use, Isaac Campbell had unleashed all his strength, surpassing the force of six ancient Divine Dragons plus five thousand ancient Horned Dragons.

Huff!

As the celestial forces stirred above Isaac Campbell’s head in the void, before they could even coalesce into a celestial phenomenon, his figure had already disappeared from the spot, vanishing from the eyes of all the Martial Emperor’s trainees.

"How fast!"

The Martial Emperor disciples at the scene had their pupils shrink. Isaac Campbell’s speed was so fast that even they could only capture a trace of his afterimage.

In the blink of an eye, they found that the afterimage was hurtling toward the purple-clothed young man with great ferocity.

Nine Dragons Inch Flash!

And the moment Isaac Campbell disappeared, Wyatt Barnes’s gaze had already turned cold, while the nine Grade One spirit swords wrapped around his body flew out at high speed.

Nine beams of sword light streaked toward Isaac Campbell.

As they passed by, the air currents stirred, issuing a whistling sound that was fleeting, causing many of the lower-skilled Martial Emperor disciples present to frown involuntarily.

Because Isaac Campbell was also charging toward Wyatt Barnes.

So now, it looked as if Isaac Campbell were actively rushing toward the nine beams of sword light attacking him, as if he wished to commit suicide.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

However, faced with the nine fast-approaching beams of sword light, Isaac Campbell merely sneered in disdain. With a raise of his hand, his Grade One spirit blade began to tremble violently, and then it transformed into a sky full of blade light.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

...

The blade light surged M creating a Blade Web that enveloped and attempted to bind and suppress the nine swiftly moving Grade One spirit swords of Wyatt Barnes, as if intending to trap and quell them.

Where the Blade Web passed, air currents rolled, causing waves of air that unleashed vicious gales sweeping out.

For a moment, nearby boulders trembled violently, and some of the lighter ones were lifted by the gales and tumbled away, rolling into the distance before coming to a stop.

Isaac Campbell clearly intended to use this to suppress Wyatt Barnes’s nine Grade One spirit swords in one fell swoop, and then strike at Wyatt, who had no means to rely on anymore.

Nine Dragons Inch Flash!

Alas, as Wyatt Barnes’s thoughts moved, that plan was doomed to fail.

In an instant, the radiance of the nine beams of sword light surged dramatically, like nine scorching suns emitting blinding light.

Immediately afterward, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the nine beams of sword light each transformed into nine colorful Divine Dragons, swiftly darting out and scattering.

The Blade Web enveloped and only managed to trap and suppress a dozen or so Divine Dragons within the area.

The remaining sixty or so colorful Divine Dragons, while flying out, simultaneously had over a hundred pairs of eyes lock on Isaac Campbell, and before he could react, over a hundred pairs of eyes suddenly shone.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

...

The next moment, over a hundred streams of ultimate Inch Light shot forth, heading straight for Isaac Campbell.

Whoosh!

As the hundred streams of ultimate Inch Light were about to land on Isaac Campbell, at the crucial juncture, he disappeared into thin air again, just barely dodging the hundred streams heading toward him.

"Ah!"

"No!"

...

Before Isaac Campbell could reappear,some chilling screams were heard. They came from some Martial Emperor disciples and apprentices who hadn’t managed to dodge in time and were penetrated by the hundred streams of ultimate Inch Light.

Some had their hands impaled, others had their feet skewered.

Some even had their heads or hearts pierced, and within moments, three fell, all ’accidentally’ killed by the ultimate Inch Light targeting their vital points.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

...

Meanwhile, those lucky enough not to be injured, as well as those who had only been pierced in non-vital areas, quickly moved backward, watching Wyatt Barnes from a distance.

Deep in their eyes, a trace of fear born from the depths of their hearts could be seen.

"Is that all you’ve got?"

Soon, a calm voice rang out as Isaac Campbell appeared behind where he had vanished before, having retreated in the nick of time before the hundred streams of ultimate Inch Light could land on him.

Isaac Campbell had dodged the hundred sword lights unhurt.

Wyatt Barnes’s expression darkened slightly.

As Isaac Campbell had said, he had already used all the means he could muster, but still, he was unable to touch Isaac Campbell’s body.

Isaac Campbell was very strong.

Although Wyatt had been mentally prepared, he still couldn’t help but take a deep breath of cold air, which made him somewhat more aware.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

...

At this time, the nine beams of sword light returned to Wyatt Barnes’s side, once again becoming nine Grade One spirit swords, rotating around his body.

With a thought, Wyatt Barnes merged the nine Grade One spirit swords into one.

Then, his next action made everyone at the scene, including Isaac Campbell, pause in surprise.

Wyatt Barnes raised his hand, put away the Grade One spirit sword, and stood there empty-handed, calmly looking at Isaac Campbell.

"What is he doing? Waiting for death?"

A Martial Emperor disciple speculated.

"Perhaps, because he had put forth all his methods earlier and none could even touch Senior Brother Campbell, he’s now fully convinced and ready to accept his fate."

"I have to say, his strength is formidable... I couldn’t even react in time to those hundreds of sharp Inch Lights earlier."

...

While a group of Martial Emperor disciples and apprentices speculated about Wyatt Barnes’s intentions, remembering the scene from moments ago, each of them felt a lingering fear.