Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 170: The Simmons Clan

Chapter 170: Chapter 170: The Simmons Clan

They didn’t expect this.

Remi Sinclair tried to cripple Wyatt Barnes and ended up being crippled by him instead...

A situation charged with irony!

However, seeing Wyatt Barnes safe and sound, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Wyatt Barnes raised an eyebrow, looking towards the outside of the bamboo forest.

At this moment, three figures rushed towards him at a matchless speed from afar and in an instant, they arrived not far from him.

They were three middle-aged men and Wyatt Barnes only recognized one of them.

Rohan Knox!

A first-year teacher at General Star System.

He was also the teacher of the class where Walter Simmons and Tiggi Field belonged.

Among the other two middle-aged people, one was a burly man with a tiger’s back and bear’s waist, and the other was a graceful middle-aged scholar.

Just from their appearance, Wyatt could guess which faculties they taught at.

"Roman Simmons!"

The hulking man recognized Roman Sinclair lying on the ground, his face slightly changed.

Without any hesitation, he stepped forward, helped Roman stop the continuous flow of blood, and then fed him a golden healing pill.

"What’s happened?"

The burly man frowned, his tiger-like eyes brimming with an unprovoked majestic charisma, were fixed on Wyatt Barnes.

Wyatt Barnes was unfazed, and met the burly man’s gaze, shrugging, "Actually, it’s nothing, he just tried to sabotage my cultivation, but he failed. That’s it..."

Hearing this, the burly man examined Roman for a while and realized that Roman’s dantian had been crippled...

In that moment, his pupils involuntarily contracted, and he looked at the young man in the purple robe in shock, the young man’s nonchalant face left him astounded, "Kid, do you realize what kind of trouble you’ve caused?"

"Teacher, to my knowledge, the martial arts school only explicitly prohibits killing among students... If someone tries to cripple my dantian, I can’t just stand by and do nothing, right?"

Wyatt Barnes shrugged, smiling lightly and appearing calm and composed.

Today’s incident, he didn’t feel he was in the wrong. If it wasn’t for Roman Sinclair’s insistence and his brutal attempt to cripple his cultivation, he wouldn’t have hit back so ruthlessly.

In Wyatt’s view, it was Roman Sinclair’s own fault!

The burly man looked at Wyatt’s innocent and harmless face, and his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"So you are Wyatt Barnes?"

At this moment, the middle-aged scholar, who had come with the burly man, turned his gaze towards Wyatt Barnes.

"Teacher."

Wyatt Barnes greeted the middle-aged scholar.

The burly man looked slightly surprised, "So you are Wyatt Barnes...If what happened today is indeed as you described, the academy will not blame you. However, the Simmons Clan will not be so easy to handle. Roman Sinclair holds a very high position in the Simmons Clan, you should be prepared."

"Thank you for the reminder, teacher."

Wyatt Barnes nodded slightly and thanked him.

The burly man looked at Wyatt Barnes deeply, then turned his gaze to the two young men with severed arms, "You both seem to be from the Simmons Clan, right? Yes, you should take Roman back... Also, bring your arms as well, they should be able to reconnect."

"Yes, teacher."

The two young men with severed arms wore bitter expressions, picked up their severed arms, carried Roman Sinclair and left in disarray.

At that time, Rohan Knox who had learned what happened from Walter Simmons and Tiggi Field came over, "I’ve learned the whole story from my two students... The root of the conflict was that Roman Sinclair, Wyatt Barnes was just defending himself, it has nothing to do with Wyatt Barnes."

Upon hearing this, both the burly man and the middle-aged scholar nodded, "Although this is the case, we still have to report this incident to the vice-principal."

"Indeed."

The burly man and the middle-aged scholar looked at Wyatt Barnes again before finally turning around and leaving.

They came fast and left fast, just like the wind.

"Teacher, staring at me like that makes me feel a bit creeped out."

Wyatt Barnes noticed that Rohan Knox was glaring at him without blinking which made him feel uneasy...

This Rohan Knox... he doesn’t have some strange hobby, does he?

Rohan Knox seemed to realize his mistake, chuckled, rubbing his palms together, "Wyatt Barnes, your martial arts talent is not bad. At such a young age, you have already cultivated to the ninth level of the Condensed Pill Realm... In the future, if you choose ’General’, you will surely conquer all around you, boosting the morale of our friendly forces."

"Teacher, just say what you mean."

Wyatt Barnes shook his head with a smile, reading between the lines of Rohan Knox’s words.

"You see, your frank disposition is the character of a ’General’... So I’ll be straightforward, I want you to come to our General Star System, what do you say?"

Rohan Knox’s eyes were gleaming, he stared at Wyatt Barnes, filled with anticipation.

In his view, with Wyatt Barnes’ martial arts talent, he surely would become a powerful force in the future.

If he could cultivate such a person, his many years of teaching at the Martial Arts Academy would not be in vain.

"This..."

Wyatt Barnes was a little hesitant, then he looked up as if he’d noticed something, his eyes widened in surprise, a smile on his face, "Professor Rohan, I think you should talk to Master Hawkins about this."

Rohan Knox also felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

"Rohan Knox, are you trying to dig into my corner?"

The middle-aged scholar wearing a headscarf and holding a feather fan stood behind Rohan Knox, his wise eyes landed on Rohan Knox as he slowly said.

"Master Hawkins!"

Rohan Knox turned around and saw Enzo Hawkins. He laughed awkwardly, "Just a joke... Just a joke..."

"Wyatt Barnes, come with me."

Enzo Hawkins grunted without acknowledging Rohan Knox. He beckoned Wyatt Barnes and headed deeper into the bamboo forest.

"You guys go ahead and eat. I’ll be right there."

Wyatt Barnes greeted Remi Sinclair and his group before catching up with Enzo Hawkins.

"You two lads embarrassed our first grade class of the General Star System today... As a punishment, you are responsible for paying for my lunch. Any objections?"

Wyatt heard Rohan’s righteous words from behind, which made him smile involuntarily.

Then Tiggi Field’s voice followed, "No objections, no objections."

In the depths of the bamboo forest, Enzo Hawkins stopped.

Wyatt Barnes also stopped.

"You were too impulsive in this matter."

Enzo Hawkins sighed.

Clearly, he already knew what had happened.

"Master, what does impulsiveness mean?"

But Wyatt Barnes, instead of agreeing or disagreeing, asked in return.

"Don’t underestimate this... Today, since Roman Simmons didn’t die, and you were in the right, the Saint Martial Arts Academy won’t hold you accountable. But do you know? Roman Simmons is a direct disciple being heavily cultivated by the Simmons Clan, and also one of the candidates for the next Clan Chief of the Simmons Clan."

"By crippling Roman, you’re essentially slapping the Simmons Clan in the face. The Simmons Clan will definitely not let it go!"

Enzo Hawkins shook his head. In his eyes, his student was like a green bull not afraid of tigers, daring to do anything.

"Master, I understand what you mean. However, one should stand for something in life... To me, when Roman Simmons repeatedly said he wanted to cripple me, and even acted on it, he crossed my bottom line. Not killing him is already an act of mercy!"

Wyatt Barnes’ eyes hardened, his expression utterly calm, "As for the Simmons Clan, if they really want to hold me accountable, I’ll gladly accompany them!"

In life, one should have principles to stand by!

Enzo Hawkins pondered over these few words, feeling the resolution and rebelliousness in Wyatt Barnes’ statement.

At that moment, he felt Wyatt’s self-confidence. He looked deeply at Wyatt, "I didn’t expect you to see this matter so clearly... I thought you were just acting impulsively. Well then, I won’t say more."

Then, Wyatt Barnes and Enzo Hawkins left the bamboo forest together, everything calm and peaceful.

The Simmons Clan!

Wyatt’s eyes hardened, a cold smile crept onto his face.

Returning to the dining hall, Wyatt Barnes sat directly next to Remi Sinclair and the others, joining them for the meal.

During the meal, Remi Sinclair and his group naturally worried about Wyatt Barnes...

After all, to them, the Simmons Clan was an unbeatable behemoth.

In response, Wyatt Barnes just smiled, his face serene, as if he was an outsider, and all of this had nothing to do with him.

The Simmons Clan is one of the three prominent families in the Imperial City, and is known alongside the Barnes Clan and the Sinclair Clan.

Now, in the main hall of the Simmons manor, the heads of the Simmons Clan gathered together.

A man in his middle years, wearing a black robe with gold trim, sat at the head of the group. His back was as straight as a spear, his eyebrows full of authority...

This was the current Clan Chief of the Simmons Clan, Jameson Simmons.

Jameson was now approaching sixty, his twilight years just a few years away.

By then, the position of Clan Chief of the Simmons Clan would pass to the younger generation.

And he would retire from the front line to assist the new Clan Chief.

However, the atmosphere in the hall was somewhat oppressive.

Jameson’s seat at the bottom was currently vacant...

Suddenly.

Heavy footsteps echoed from outside the hall. An old figure walked in.

This was an elderly man, his murky eyes flashing with angry bloodlust. His aura was chaotic, as if it could explode at any moment.

Soon, the old man took his seat below Jameson.

This seat was the one reserved for the Grand Elder of the Simmons Clan.

The identity of the old man was now obvious...

The Grand Elder of the Simmons Clan, South Simmons!

"Grand Elder, is there any hope for Roman’s Dantian to recover?"

Clan Chief Jameson Simmons spoke up, his eyes falling on South Simmons, his tone mixed with anticipation.

The other elders of the Simmons Clan also looked towards South Simmons, their eyes filled with hope.

"Chief, my grandson’s Dantian... it’s nearly shredded by the ’Attack Inscription’, I’m afraid we can’t do much... He probably wouldn’t be able to accumulate Origin Force in his life."

South’s tone was chilling.

His son died at a young age. Over the years, he pinned all his hopes on his grandson, Roman Simmons, whom he raised and taught diligently.

Roman did not disappoint him, as he became the most talented disciple of the younger generation of the Simmons Clan in Martial Dao.

In a few years, without any accident, Roman would assume the position of the next Clan Chief.

Just as he thought his grandson was about to have the most glorious moment of his life...

His grandson’s Dantian was crippled, and all his cultivation was wasted!

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