Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 156: Also the Ninth Level of the Condensed Pill Realm!

Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Also the Ninth Level of the Condensed Pill Realm!

A group of students from the Saint Martial Academy, led by the old man, marched towards the Martial Arts Performance Field.

"Wyatt Barnes, are you confident?"

Remi Sinclair walked beside Wyatt, asking in a solemn voice.

Seeker Sinclair and Tiggi Field also looked at Wyatt.

Now, they understood they could not change anything; they could only hope Wyatt would survive this life and death battle.

"How about showing some faith in me? At this crucial moment, only Walter Simmons truly supports me."

Wyatt shook his head, a composed smile on his face. He didn’t seem like someone about to fight a life and death battle.

Remi and the others looked at Walter Simmons, only to find him as calm as Wyatt.

They heaved a sigh of relief.

A hint of suspicion appeared in Seeker Sinclair’s eyes.

Did Wyatt hide his strength during his last fight with Walter?

Far away, Honor Barnes walked alongside Avery Barnes.

His gaze occasionally swept over Wyatt, noticing his calm demeanor, which made him feel uneasy.

"Cousin, it seems that Wyatt is very confident, you..."

Honor looked at Avery beside him, worry on his face.

"Hmph!"

Avery snorted and interrupted Honor. "Call that confidence? No, it’s just arrogance! Wyatt, just like his short-lived father, is outrageously arrogant... Today, I will make his blood stain the Saint Martial Academy! This way, I can avenge you and get rid of a huge threat to our family!"

In fact, the real reason why Avery was eager to kill Wyatt...

... was not solely due to the resentment towards Wyatt’s father, Lanni, but also the fear that Wyatt would return to the Barnes family!

Although Wyatt had left the Barnes family years ago, his name remained on the main line of the Barnes’ family tree, still a member of the direct lineage.

If other members of the Barnes family discover Wyatt’s talent, they will certainly welcome him back!

That was something he dreaded.

Therefore, he wanted to kill Wyatt, to pre-empt all the potential risks.

Honor remained silent. In fact, he too wanted to kill Wyatt.

Wyatt’s attack almost ruined one of Honor’s hands, making it difficult for him to recover fully...

The spacious Martial Arts Performance Field was quickly filled with people.

The gray-robed old man stood in the middle of the crowd and glanced at Wyatt and Avery. Lifting his hand, he pulled out a piece of paper from his Storage Ring...

This was the Saint Martial Academy’s Life and Death Covenant!

If students of Saint Martial Academy harbor irreconcilable hatred, they can sign the Life and Death Covenant. If that happens, even if one of them dies, the Academy will not investigate the matter.

"Place your fingerprints on it!"

The old man lifted his hand and casually tossed the Life and Death Covenant.

A gentle force guided the Covenant to land in front of Avery.

Avery reached out, took it, bit his thumb, and pressed it onto the Covenant.

Then, he snorted coldly and threw the Life and Death Covenant to Wyatt.

Wyatt also put his fingerprint on it.

The Life and Death Covenant was completed!

The old man took back the covenant, his gaze focused and said solemnly, "Since you two have signed the Life and Death Covenant, the upcoming battle must be fought until only one survives. During the battle, you can use magical artifacts, but you are prohibited from using other external forces, such as Inscriptions..."

"We can’t use Inscriptions?"

Wyatt’s eyes flickered, however, he hadn’t planned on using Inscriptions anyway.

Condensed Pill Realm level nine?

Wyatt wasn’t surprised that Avery had such a cultivation level.

"We can use magical artifacts? I heard that Avery has a magical artifact named the ’Golden Glove’, a rank eight magical artifact!"

"No way, Avery has a rank eight magical artifact?"

"Actually, that’s not surprising. Avery’s father is the second master of the Barnes family, obtaining a rank eight magical artifact would not be a problem."

"True. But now, Wyatt is in even greater danger."

"Even without a rank eight magical artifact, do you think Wyatt has any chance of survival?"

...

Among the crowd of Saint Martial Academy students eager to watch, few were optimistic about Wyatt’s chances.

"A rank eight magical artifact!"

The faces of Remi, Seeker, and Tiggi changed.

"Damn, if I had known about this duel earlier, I would have borrowed my brother’s ’rank eight magical artifact’."

Seeker’s face darkened.

"Don’t worry, Wyatt’s soft sword is also a rank eight magical artifact."

Just then, Walter spoke.

"Huh?"

Remi and the others were surprised, "How do you know?"

"The other day, my sword got notched by his..."

Walter cringed slightly, feeling a bit pained.

Remi and others finally understood. Walter’s sword was a rank nine magical artifact. Since Wyatt’s Sword could notch it, it was undoubtedly a rank eight magical artifact.

"It seems he didn’t use the full power of the rank eight magical artifact that day."

Tiggi Field gasped, startled.

Remi and Seeker nodded in agreement.

Only Walter seemed derogatory but didn’t comment. He had suspected that day that Wyatt might not have used his magical artifact’s power...

Today, when Wyatt proactively challenged Avery, it revealed intense confidence.

He realized that his suspicion was not incorrect.

"Remember my words, if any of you used a force other than that of the magical artifact during the battle, I will personally step in and execute you!"

The gray-robed old man, also known as the vice principal of Saint Martial Academy, his voice suddenly turned cold, then returned to normal. He said decisively, "Start!"

As soon as his words fell, he retired to one side.

"Wyatt Barnes, I’ll send you on your way to the Netherworld Path right now to chase after your doomed father!"

Avery Barnes had already put on his ’Golden Silk Gloves’, a cold sneer spread across his face as his eyes gleamed with frostiness...

"Do all the trash love to talk big?"

Wyatt Barnes squinted his eyes and scoffed.

"Looking for death!"

Hearing Wyatt Barnes calling him ’trash’ again, Avery Barnes erupted, his figure moving abruptly, lunging towards Wyatt Barnes like a ferocious ’tiger’ pouncing!

Whoosh!

Avery Barnes’ figure moved swiftly like a gust of wind, appearing in front of Wyatt Barnes in an instant.

Above his head, twelve phantoms of ancient elephants took form...

His first move was full force!

Boom!

Avery Barnes swung his palm through the air, his Origin Force surged violently, it fell with a loud crash, engulfing Wyatt Barnes...

This palm strike seemed capable of suppressing all!

On top of Avery Barnes’s head, two more ancient elephant forces were added, amplifying the power of the ’Eight Rank Spiritual Weapon’.

"Avery Barnes’s palm contains the power of fourteen ancient elephants!"

The onlooking students of the Sacred Martial Arts Academy felt the tension, as if they were the ones facing the palm strike, not Wyatt Barnes.

Against Avery Barnes’s palm, Wyatt Barnes dared not underestimate it.

Wyatt Barnes’s eyes turned cold as he made his move.

He took a step forward.

Spirit Snake Movement Technique!

Wyatt Barnes’s figure moved, twisting like a flexible spirit snake, evading Avery Barnes’s palm just in time.

Above his head, twelve phantoms of ancient elephants also appeared...

"Condensed Pill Realm of the ninth level?"

Avery Barnes’s pupils contracted. he had not expected Wyatt Barnes to be a warrior of the ninth level of the Condensed Pill Realm...

He suddenly had a feeling of being tricked!

"How is it possible? He is just 18 years old, how can he be a ninth-level Condensed Pill Realm warrior...No... it’s impossible!"

Avery Barnes was in turmoil, unwilling to believe it was true.

At that moment, all the onlooking students of the Sacred Martial Arts Academy were stunned. It was almost unbelievable!

This Wyatt Barnes, just an eighteen-year-old rookie...

Unexpectedly, he was a ’Ninth-Level Warrior of the Condensed Pill Realm’!

What kind of talent is this?

Does it mean that he has a chance to enter the ’Original Pill Realm’ before the age of twenty?

"Such talent, even surpassing his father ’Lanni Barnes’!"

A flash of brilliance passed through the vice principal’s eyes...

At this moment, he felt a pang of regret.

If he had known that Wyatt Barnes was at the ’Ninth Level of the Condensed Pill Realm’, he would surely have stopped this ’Life and Death Covenant’.

Unfortunately, what’s done is done!

Now, he could only hope that Wyatt Barnes could survive; he didn’t want to see such genius fall.

"Wyatt Barnes in the ninth level of the Condensed Pill Realm?"

At almost the same time, Remi Sinclair, Seeker Sinclair, and Tiggi Field were also taken by surprise.

"As expected."

Walter Simmons squinted, a bitter smile spreading across his lips.

Wyatt Barnes had clearly hidden most of his power during their fight a few days ago...

Otherwise, he would not have been a match for Wyatt Barnes.

"Not possible, how could it be possible!"

Lela Tucker watched in disbelief. The boy she hated to the bone, was actually a ’Ninth-Level Warrior of the Condensed Pill Realm’!

"Cousin!"

Honor Barnes turned pale, suddenly realizing that his worry was not unfounded.

The reaction of the crowd occurred in a flash.

On the Martial Arts Performance Field.

"Even if you are also at the ninth level of the Condensed Pill Realm, do you think you can evade my palm strike?"

Avery Barnes’s cold voice echoed. At the same time as Wyatt Barnes dodged, his palm strike that fell with a thunderous crash, unexpectedly swivelled, continuously covering Wyatt Barnes, as if it would not stop until Wyatt Barnes was killed.

"Avery Barnes, this sword is for ’Darren Lee’!"

At this moment, Wyatt Barnes, who was about to be caught up by Avery Barnes, suddenly spoke.

His voice, like it came from the netherworld, was filled with icy murderous intent that gripped one’s heart...

Whoosh!

Wyatt Barnes drew his sword.

Sword Drawing Technique!

The Sword Drawing Technique emphasizes ’fast’, ’accurate’, ’fierce’!

Wyatt Barnes drew the Purple Emperor Soft Sword, and in an instant, two more phantoms of ancient elephants appeared over his head...

This sword attack was on par with Avery Barnes’s palm strike.

Both were endowed with the power of ’fourteen ancient elephants’!

"Wyatt Barnes’s Spiritual Weapon is also an ’Eight Rank Spiritual Weapon’!"

The onlooking crowd erupted in astonishment...

"Do you think your sword can hurt me?"

Seeing Wyatt Barnes’s sword transformed into a purple lightning streak, Avery Barnes sneered.

His hand flipped.

With a loud crash, he aimed a palm strike at Wyatt Barnes’s Purple Emperor Soft Sword...

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