Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 157: The Death of Avery Barnes

Chapter 157: Chapter 157: The Death of Avery Barnes

Seeing Avery Barnes actually intending to block his Purple Emperor Soft Sword, Wyatt Barnes scoffed.

The Purple Emperor Soft Sword twisted, clashing with Avery’s palm using the blade edge.

Avery’s face turned pale!

With the sword’s body, he dared to slap it down with his bare palm, but the blade, even with ten times the courage, he wouldn’t dare to hit.

Although his hand was covered with an eighth-grade spiritual tool ’Golden Silk Gloves’, it was impossible to go head-to-head with the sharp edge of a sword of the same origin....

"Do you think that will do any good?"

With a flash of light and a cold smile, Avery Barnes didn’t withdraw his hand. He continued to throw his palm out, simultaneously deploying protective martial arts...

High-level Profound defensive martial arts of the ’Complete Realm’!

Suddenly, a layer of protective energy enveloped the surface of his ’Golden Silk Gloves’. His hand flexed and grabbed, actually seizing the Purple Emperor Soft Sword swung by Wyatt...

The Golden Silk Gloves were naturally incredibly tough, resistant to ordinary swords and knives.

Now reinforced with protective energy, Avery, drawing on the power of fourteen Ancient Giant Elephants, forcefully blocked Wyatt’s sword powered with similar strength!

Their powers, cancelling each other out!

Just as a cruel smile revealed at the corner of Avery’s mouth, ready to take advantage of this against Wyatt.

A cold voice entered his ears, "Do you think, that’s all I’m capable of?"

The next moment.

Avery’s pupils contracted...

Oh my god!

What did he see!

Above Wyatt’s head, another phantom image of an Ancient Giant Elephant appeared. Including those previous fourteen, it was a total of fifteen Ancient Giant Elephant phantoms...

The power of fifteen Ancient Giant Elephants!

"No... No way! How could he have a ’seventh-grade spiritual tool’, how is it possible!"

Avery’s face changed drastically, his voice filled with endless fear. His first thought was that Wyatt’s spiritual tool in his hand was not an eighth-grade spiritual tool, but a ’seventh-grade spiritual tool’!

After all, a Martial Artist in the ninth layer of the Condensed Pill Realm, wanting to display the power of fifteen Ancient Giant Elephants, could only resort to relying on a ’seventh-grade spiritual tool’ to achieve this...

A seventh-grade spiritual tool can amplify strength by nearly 30%!

How could he know.

The Purple Emperor Soft Sword in Wyatt’s hand is not a ’seventh-grade spiritual tool’...

Wyatt, having practiced the ’Wild Python Transformation’ in Nine Dragons War Sovereign, after completing the bodily refinement in the fourth layer of the Condensed Pill Realm, possessed the strength comparable to twelve Ancient Giant Elephants of a Martial Artist in the ninth layer of Condensed Pill Realm.

Upon breaking through to the fifth layer of the Condensed Pill Realm yesterday morning, he gained the strength of an additional Ancient Giant Elephant!

Now, even without using a spiritual tool, Wyatt can display the power of thirteen Ancient Giant Elephants...

Upon using a spiritual tool, he could easily summon the power of fifteen Ancient Giant Elephants.

At the same instant.

The crowd of Holy Martial Arts Academy ’students’ who were watching the fight were stunned.

"A seventh-grade spiritual tool!"

"God, Wyatt Barnes has a seventh-grade spiritual tool!"

"A seventh-grade spiritual tool, even the Barnes Family doesn’t have many... where did Wyatt Barnes get it from?

...

They thought like Avery, all assuming that Wyatt was using a ’seventh-grade spiritual tool’ to display the power of fifteen Ancient Giant Elephants.

"A seventh-grade spiritual tool?"

The corners of Remi Sinclair, Seeker Sinclair, and Tiggi Field’s mouths twitched, bitter smiles appearing on their faces. They all felt that Wyatt Barnes hid his powers too well...

Walter Simmons’ gaze flinched slightly, and he was a bit surprised.

"How could he have a seventh-grade spiritual tool..."

Lela Tucker’s face turned extremely ugly as she gripped her black whip even tighter.

"Cousin!"

Upon seeing this, Honor Barnes’ face revealed a trace of desolation.

On the Martial Arts Performance Field.

Avery Barnes shook violently.

Suddenly, it seemed like he was reminded of something terrifying. His gaze fell on his right hand that held Wyatt’s Purple Emperor Soft Sword. His pupils contracted, his heart trembled, and a sudden chill ran down his spine. He wanted to pull back...

"Why, regret grasping my sword?"

Seeing the expression on Avery’s face, Wyatt sneered. He knew exactly what Avery was thinking. His Purple Emperor Soft Sword moved accordingly.

Whiz!

The power of fifteen Ancient Giant Elephants completely suppressed Avery’s fourteen Ancient Giant Elephants!

Avery’s defensive energy was torn to pieces by Wyatt’s sword!

The Golden Silk Gloves cracked on cue.

"Ah!"

Almost at the same time, accompanied by a scream from Avery, his palm was brutally split into two. The severed half of his palm fell to the ground, blood staining the ground.

Avery Barnes quivered. Looking at Wyatt again, his eyes were filled with fear...

"The sword just now was for ’Darren Lee’! Darren Lee, you should remember him, right? Two years ago, he blocked one of your palms for me with his body, saving my life. The little fat guy."

Wyatt’s cold gaze fell on Avery.

If it wasn’t for the "little fat guy" Darren Lee blocking that palm for him back then, he would have been killed by Avery and wouldn’t be standing here now.

He had sworn to take revenge for Darren Lee!

Whiz!

Wyatt moved, transforming into a nimble snake, closing the distance to Avery, and launching another sword attack.

With no spiritual tools and injured, how could Avery avoid Wyatt’s incredibly fast sword...

In an instant, Avery screamed once again in agony.

One of his legs was brutally severed by Wyatt Barnes, causing him to abruptly fall to the ground. His body was shaking violently, struggling, with his eyes filled with despair...

At this moment, he wished more than anything that everything in front of him was just a dream...

Unfortunately, the severe pain kept reminding him that it was not a dream, but reality!

"This sword strike is for Keer! Keer, do you still remember? When you first tried to kill me, the young girl who swung a sword at you and got hurt by your response."

Wyatt Barnes stepped towards Avery Barnes, his tone interlaced with bone chilling coldness.

The scenes of the past were vivid in his mind...

That time, he was nearly killed by Avery Barnes!

The vice principal of the Saint Martial Arts Academy, that old man with a gray robe, was watching the bloody scene before him without any intention to interfere...

The duel signed under ’Life and Death Covenant’ would only end with one party’s death.

As a witness, he had to set an example!

Moreover, he also realized that Avery Barnes had tried to kill Wyatt Barnes in the past...

It suddenly dawned on him, no wonder Wyatt Barnes harbored such deep hatred for Avery Barnes.

So they have a ’grudge until death’!

"Turns out, Wyatt Barnes and Avery Barnes had such an irreconcilable hatred for each other since the past, no wonder they vowed to fight till death as soon as they met!"

"Despite both of them being direct descendants of the Barnes family, the gap between them is too large! Wyatt Barnes is only about eighteen years old, while Avery Barnes seems to be twenty-three years old."

"Wyatt Barnes, defeated a fellow family member who was five years his senior, his talent can be described as ’against the heaven’, truly worthy of being Lanni Barnes’ son!"

"Compared to him, Avery Barnes is simply trash!"

...

At this moment, no one from the Saint Martial Arts Academy ’students’ pitied Avery Barnes.

A smile appeared on the faces of Remi Sinclair and others.

Wyatt Barnes had won!

Honor Barnes looked at the scene before him, his body trembling violently, his face pale as a ghost.

"Wyatt Barnes, I will make you pay with your life!"

Lela Tucker glanced at the young man in purple clothes from a distance, her gaze was icy cold, then she immediately turned and left.

On the Martial Arts Performance Field.

Avery Barnes desperately used Origin Force to stop the blood erupting from his wound. His face was bloodless, pale as a ghost.

Looking at Wyatt Barnes, who was approaching step by step, with his blood-soaked soft sword in hand, Avery Barnes trembled, his face showing fear and despair, "Wyatt Barnes, you can’t kill me, I’m your clan brother, we’re both direct descendants of the Barnes family... you can’t kill me..."

Upon hearing Avery’s words, Wyatt Barnes was stunned, then laughed.

"Clan brother?"

A mocking smile appeared on Wyatt’s face, "More than two years ago, when you wanted to kill me at the Lee family in Qingfeng town, did you ever think that I was your brother? Not to mention more than two years ago, even just now, when you wanted to kill me, did you ever think that I am your brother?"

"Now, knowing that the tables have turned, you’re about to die, and you call yourself a ’clan brother’, expecting me to spare your life... don’t you find it ridiculous?"

The Purple Emperor Soft Sword in Wyatt’s hands was still dripping with blood...

Wherever it had been, there was blood all over the ground.

A moment later, Wyatt Barnes reached Avery Barnes, the Purple Emperor Soft Sword in his hand slightly raised...

Avery Barnes seemed to realize that Wyatt Barnes was not buying his act, his face immediately changed, he roared, "Wyatt Barnes, if you dare to kill me, my parents will never let you go! You’re surely dead!"

"You mean that useless man?"

Wyatt laughed, unconcerned.

"The ’power’ my father controls is far beyond your imagination, if you know what’s good for you, you wouldn’t kill me."

Avery Barnes was making his last desperate struggle.

However, Wyatt Barnes remained unmoved.

"This sword strike is for myself..."

Under Avery Barnes’ desperate gaze, the sword in Wyatt’s hand fell with a whoosh, slicing through Avery’s throat.

Slash!

In an instant, blood gushed out.

Avery Barnes stared with eyes of despair, and collapsed to the ground.

The wound that he had used Origin Force to stop the blood started erupting fresh blood again...

Avery Barnes was dead.

Clang!

Wyatt put away the Purple Emperor Soft Sword, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth...

It was a smile of relief!

In the past two years, he had been thinking about killing Avery Barnes to avenge his past grievances...

Now, everything was over!

"Hahaha..."

Feeling ecstatic in his heart, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help bursting into laughter, his laughter reverberated across the silent Martial Arts Performance Field.

Apart from the vice principal of Saint Martial Arts Academy and Remi Sinclair and few others, all the Saint Martial Arts Academy ’students’ looked at the young man in purple from a distance, their eyes showing a trace of fear...

This young man was too frightening!

He was already so terrifying at just eighteen years old, who knows how ’against heaven’ he will be when he grows up!

"Let’s go, let’s eat."

After a while, Wyatt Barnes took a deep breath, calming his excited emotions, walking towards Remi Sinclair and the others, a bright smile on his face.

The others were speechless.

They glanced at the corpse of Avery Barnes on the Martial Arts Performance Field, their hearts trembled.

Wyatt Barnes could still eat after all this?

The old man in the gray robe, who was the vice principal of Saint Martial Arts Academy, watched Wyatt Barnes’ receding figure, his eyes squinted and a smile on his face, "This little guy is interesting..."