Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1371: Thirty-Six Guardsmen

Chapter 1371: Chapter 1371: Thirty-Six Guardsmen

"Luis Lee is ranked twelfth among the thirteen Guardians, and now he has been defeated by Jemma Clifford, who’s ranked thirteenth. She has taken his place, and he steps back... effectively just swapping positions with her."

"If he is defeated again, he will be removed from the list of thirteen Guardians!"

"If he really does get removed... Foresty Crawford will certainly take pleasure in his misfortune. Just before, when Foresty Crawford was defeated by Jemma Clifford and removed from the Guardians, Luis Lee mocked him."

...

Many gazes quickly shifted away from Wyatt Barnes onto Luis Lee.

"It seems that this Wyatt Barnes came here with Jemma Clifford."

Soon, someone uttered.

"No wonder Jemma Clifford didn’t grievously injure Luis Lee just now... So it turns out, she wanted to give Wyatt Barnes the opportunity to defeat Luis Lee and let Wyatt Barnes also become a member of the ’thirteen Guardians’."

Many people suddenly came to a realization.

"You also want to challenge me?"

Luis Lee never expected that just after being defeated by Jemma Clifford, before even recovering, he would be challenged once again.

This made him somewhat annoyed.

Did they really think he was an easy target?

The already gloomy eyes of Luis Lee flickered with sharp lights, staring at Wyatt Barnes... If his gaze could turn into knives, Wyatt Barnes would probably have been slashed to the bone already.

"Was I not clear enough?"

Wyatt Barnes gave Luis Lee a deep look and asked.

"Good, good... Very good."

Luis Lee’s breathing grew rapid, and the steel claws that he had previously retracted appeared again between his hands, their tips flickering with a cold and threatening brightness that captured the soul.

"I really want to see how you’re going to eliminate me!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Luis Lee made his move, attacking first once again.

A pair of steel claws left a trail of claw marks in the air, claw shadows filling the sky, enveloping Wyatt Barnes as if to trap him inside.

Facing the fierce attack from Luis Lee, Wyatt Barnes’s expression remained unchanged.

Quickly, a bow appeared in his hand, the very ’Sun Shooting Bow’.

The onlooking crowd watched intently at this confrontation unfolding before them.

They all wanted to know who would claim victory next.

Would it be Jemma Clifford’s confident companion ’Wyatt Barnes’, or the now one-step-behind, thirteenth ranked Guardian ’Luis Lee’.

Only Jemma Clifford was not very expectant.

Because she already knew the outcome.

Wyatt Barnes’s strength was even greater than hers...

If she could defeat Luis Lee, then Wyatt Barnes taking on Luis Lee naturally left no room for suspense.

Unfortunately for her, Luis Lee had no knowledge of her thoughts.

The current Luis Lee had gone all out, his only thought to defeat Wyatt Barnes and recapture the ’dignity’ he lost at the hands of Jemma Clifford... Being defeated by a woman was, for him, an immense humiliation.

Unbeknownst to him, Foresty Crawford had also stepped out of his ruined hut.

His gaze landed on the platform above.

"Luis Lee, I really want to see... whether you will still be a member of the ’thirteen Guardians’ after today."

A cold sneer appeared on Foresty Crawford’s face.

At this moment, he too noticed Jemma Clifford’s indifferent expression and realized that there was probably no suspense in this confrontation.

"Die!!"

Luis Lee surged forth like a flying rush, and as a myriad of claw shadows fell, one steel claw descended from the sky like hail mixed within rain, striking at Wyatt Barnes’s head.

In that instant, Luis Lee was beside himself with rage, completely disregarding the rules of the Dragon Camp.

On a pavilion to the side of the platform, a person stood there; it was unclear whether he had just appeared or had been there for a while.

This was a middle-aged man, donning silver armor, with a stern face.

Standing there, an icy cold aura seemed to emanate from him at all times.

He was a member of the ’thirty-six close guards’ under the command of the Hill Mountain City Lord... The weakest of the thirty-six close guards are all existences of the Transcending Mortal Realm Small Perfection.

He, ranked fourteenth, was known as ’Guardian Harvey’.

Now, Guardian Harvey was quietly observing the two contestants on the platform.

Even though Luis Lee was seeing red and disregarding the rules of the Dragon Camp, he showed no intention to intervene...

It was not that he also disregarded the rules of the Dragon Camp, but rather, he could see that Luis Lee couldn’t harm that young man in purple robes.

"After three moves, Luis Lee will surely be defeated."

Guardian Harvey murmured to himself.

However, the very next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank... because the scene before him completely defied his expectations.

In the face of a furious, lethal attack from Luis Lee, the young man in purple clothes did not retreat as he anticipated, nor did he use his bow for a long-range attack.

The young man in purple stood still, immovable in his spot.

Yet his hand was on the bowstring...

Seeing Luis Lee almost within reach, his hand moved, drawing the bowstring and then releasing it before continuously flicking it as if to strum a chord.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

...

A series of dull sounds rose, like unpleasant musical notes; and with each strain plucked, a blade of True Energy light was swept out.

In an instant, blades of True Energy light burst into the sky, meeting the barrage of claw shadows.

With no surprise, the claw shadows were instantly shattered by the True Energy light blades, dissipating into nothingness.

And the True Energy light blades, continuing their unstoppable momentum, soared to the sky before finally vanishing from sight.

At that moment, only Luis Lee’s desperate strike remained.

Luis Lee resembled a fierce hawk swooping down from the sky; his bloodshot eyes mirrored the hawk’s fierce gaze, and the steel claws in his hands were like the hawk’s sharp talons.

The talons tore through the air, aiming to shatter Wyatt Barnes’ skull!

Clang!

Just as the talons were about to strike, another muffled sound echoed.

As the muffled sound spread, an arrow formed from True Energy shot out from the bow, meeting Luis Lee’s steel claw head-on, and blasted against it with fierce force.

Boom!!

A loud explosion occurred as the arrow of True Energy burst apart.

In contrast, Luis Lee’s steel claw was blown directly into the sky, and his hand was now a bloody mess...

If not for the protection of the steel claw, his hand would have been utterly destroyed by now.

"You’ve lost."

With a casual glance at the disheveled Luis Lee who fell to the ground, Wyatt Barnes spoke in an even tone, as calm as ever, without any hint of emotional fluctuation.

"Lost."

Upon hearing Wyatt’s words, Luis Lee looked dejected, his spirit seemingly crushed as he jumped off the high platform and walked towards a wooden hut on the outskirts.

The original occupant of the wooden hut, seeing Luis Lee approaching, dodged away like seeing a ghost, sensibly yielding their hut to Luis Lee.

"Luis Lee, stop pretending to be a fool... I never thought you’d see this day."

At this moment, Foresty Crawford didn’t forget Luis Lee’s previous act of kicking a man while he was down, and paid back everything Luis Lee had done to him.

Hearing Foresty Crawford’s words, Luis Lee’s body trembled, and he quickened his pace, heading straight into the wooden hut.

Foresty Crawford’s gaze quickly shifted back to the high platform.

"Enjoy your moment of pride... In no more than three months, I will break through to the late stage of the Transcending Mortal Realm! Then, I will defeat each of you, one by one, to wash away this disgrace."

As he watched the two triumphant figures on the high platform, Foresty Crawford turned and returned to his hut, throwing himself into intense cultivation.

On the high platform, Wyatt Barnes and Jemma Clifford exchanged smiles.

Both were talents invited by Damien Lynch; now, they had both become members of the ’Thirteen Protectors,’ sharing a fateful bond.

"Jemma Clifford, did you take a wrong turn?"

As Wyatt Barnes prepared to return to wooden hut number thirteen, he found that Jemma Clifford had stepped in before him, causing him to stop in surprise.

"I didn’t take a wrong turn... This is where I belong," Jemma Clifford said after entering the wooden hut, turning around to smile at Wyatt Barnes before closing the door.

"What does Jemma Clifford mean by this?"

The onlookers were puzzled by this development.

"What else could it mean... It must be that Jemma Clifford admits to being weaker than Wyatt Barnes, hence she voluntarily stepped down to be the ’Thirteenth’ among the Thirteen Protectors, yielding the ’Twelfth’ spot to Wyatt Barnes."

Many onlookers came to this conclusion.

"Indeed, Wyatt Barnes is impressive... Luis Lee went all out against him and was still defeated."

"Defeated is one thing... The most important part is, despite facing the desperate Luis Lee, Wyatt not only managed not to kill him, he even avoided rendering him crippled."

...

Amidst the sounds of admiration, Wyatt Barnes also turned around and entered wooden hut number twelve.

This place would be his residence for the coming period.

"It seems they were all brought back by the ’Heavenly Elite Guard.’"

Atop the pavilion, Guardian Harvey’s eyes flickered as he muttered to himself.

The ’Heavenly Elite Guard’ he referred to was precisely ’Damien Lynch.’

Damien Lynch was one of the thirty-six personal guards under the Hill Mountain City Lord, ranked ninth among his peers.

Only the first ten personal guards under the Hill Mountain City Lord have two names.

And another name that is their own regular name.

The remaining twenty-six guards each have only one name, titled after the ’Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs.’

The Hidden Dragon Camp didn’t become quiet with the departure of Wyatt Barnes and Jemma Clifford; instead, it became even more lively.

In just one day, two people changed within the ranks of the Thirteen Protectors of the Hidden Dragon Camp.

This day was destined to be remembered by many.

Clap!!

Inside a separate residence within the Hill Mountain City Lord’s main mansion, a middle-aged scholar sitting in a pavilion in the courtyard crushed a teacup in his hand upon hearing the servant’s report.

The move startled the servants outside the pavilion.

"Hahaha... Excellent! Impressive!" the middle-aged scholar laughed heartily after crushing the teacup, his laughter free and unrestrained, "I was indeed not wrong about them... Wyatt Barnes, Jemma Clifford, well done."

He couldn’t help but be excited.

For this external recruitment of talents for the City Lord’s Mansion, aside from many personal guards being sent out, even the sacrificial elders of the City Lord’s Mansion were tasked with seeking and inviting talents.

And Damien Lynch, the ninth of the personal guards known as the ’Heavenly Elite Guard,’ brought back two talents who, on their very first day at the Hidden Dragon Camp, became members of the ’Thirteen Protectors.’

He could almost foresee.

In no time, he would be summoned by the City Lord himself and given generous rewards.

"Wyatt Barnes and Jemma Clifford have truly brought me honor this time," Damien Lynch thought, growing happier as he reflected, so overjoyed that he couldn’t stop smiling.

Although he was one of the ten personal guards most valued by the City Lord’s Mansion, there were still eight other guards ranking above him... hence today, he felt exceptionally triumphant.

Not to mention, this time when selecting talents for the Hill Mountain City Lord’s Mansion.

How many could compare to Damien Lynch’s discerning eye?