Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 291: The Death of Clark Burton

Chapter 291: Chapter 291: The Death of Clark Burton

The essence of the Sword Drawing Technique lies in speed.

Perhaps the power of Sword Drawing Technique isn’t as potent as many of the high-rank Profound Level sword skills.

But in terms of speed.

High-rank Profound Level sword skills could only fall behind.

"Your sword skills are impressive, however, your power and mine are not on the same level. You can’t stop me when faced with my overwhelming strength!"

A hint of disdain appeared on the corner of Clark Burton’s mouth, a chill glimmering in his eyes. The hand that held the Grade Seven spirit sword shook slightly as he prepared to explode with all his might, attempting to directly blast off the Grade Seven spirit sword held by Wyatt Barnes, aiming for Wyatt’s throat.

"Really?"

In the blink of an eye, Wyatt Barnes moved, his other hand swiftly thrusting out, a finger pointing forward, sending ripples through the air.

’Dotting in the Painting of a Dragon’ - ’Dotting’!

Whoosh!

His finger thrust, a piercing scream ripped through the air, targeting Clark’s eyes.

This finger thrust was just as fast, if not faster than the Sword Drawing Technique.

"You think you’re the only one who knows martial arts beyond sword skills?"

Clark Burton sneered, his other hand moved, instantaneously transforming into a claw. The claw tore through the air aiming at Wyatt’s pointed finger.

Wyatt grinned.

Seeing the sudden smile on Wyatt’s face, Clark was somewhat taken aback. Still, his claw came down mercilessly aiming for Wyatt’s hand, hoping to catch it first, then thrust his sword through Wyatt’s throat.

After all, he couldn’t focus on two things at the same time!

Whoosh!

The moment a smile appeared on Wyatt’s face, his pointed finger instantly turned to meet Clark’s claw.

"You’re out of your league!"

Seeing this, Clark Burton sneered.

In his opinion, even if his claw did not utilize the strength of spirit weapons, it was propelled by the power of eighty ancient giant elephants.

While Wyatt’s finger thrust, without balancing with spirit weapons, only possessed the power equivalent to seventy ancient giant elephants.

Wyatt could only be crushed by him!

However, it wasn’t until Clark’s claw landed on Wyatt’s finger that his expression changed...

First was shock, then disbelief.

Then.

"Ahh!"

A shrill scream erupted deep within Clark’s throat, as if he was in extreme pain.

Under all watchful eyes, Wyatt’s finger pierced Clark’s palm, blood splattered!

Simultaneously, everyone quickly noticed that along with Clark’s screams, his body began to tremble uncontrollably. Even the hand that was gripping the sword trembled, causing the Grade Seven spirit sword to drop to the ground.

"What..."

"What’s happening?"

...

Looking at Clark Burton, who was screaming whilst ’dancing’ on the Life and Death Stage, all the disciples from the Seven Stars peak were utterly perplexed, clueless about what was going on.

"Crack, crack, crack... "

Soon, a crisp sound of bone fractures filled their ears.

"It’s the sound from Brother Clark’s body!"

"My God! What did Wyatt do to him!"

...

All the Seven Stars peak disciples changed their complexion dramatically.

On the Life and Death Stage, a cold smile appeared on Wyatt’s face.

Did Clark really think he was out of his league?

Just now, his ’Dotting in the Painting of a Dragon’ finger thrust landed on Clark’s palm, unleashing the Trembling Power, directly shattering Clark’s wrist bones.

The terrifying ’Trembling Power’, starting from Clark’s wrist bone, instantly spread throughout Clark’s body...

In an instant, it shattered all the bones in his body.

Clark’s body was pierced by countless fragmented bones, after a round of screams, his voice suddenly went silent.

Dead!

Until his death, Clark’s eyes were wide open, having no clue about what had happened.

Maybe, until his death he still couldn’t comprehend.

Even without using spirit weapons, how could Wyatt, whose strength was far inferior to his, kill him with bare hands...

Boom!

As Wyatt withdrew his hand, Clark’s body could no longer hold up; he collapsed onto the ground and remained motionless.

The surroundings of the Life and Death Stage fell silent.

Clark was dead?

He was killed by Wyatt Barnes just like that?

This is strange!

"Even without using Origin Force, his attack power was equivalent to that of eighty ancient giant elephants... and my finger thrust power was equivalent to seventy-one ancient giant elephants! Precisely within the range of the Trembling Power."

Glancing coldly at Clark’s corpse, Wyatt Barnes thought back to the scene just now.

If both he and Clark were to use the Grade Seven Spirit swords, the power gap between them would be too wide, beyond the range of the Trembling Power. Even if he used the Trembling Power, it wouldn’t have any effect.

Therefore, he could only choose to outsmart him.

He made Clark give up the amplified strength provided by his Grade Seven spirit sword to face him barehanded.

Of course, in Clark Burton’s eyes being face to face with Wyatt Barnes, even without using the spirit tool, he believed he could easily crush Wyatt...

Who would have guessed...

Wyatt Barnes had the monstrous advantage of ’Trembling Power’.

As long as the gap in strength between his opponent and him remained within the ’Strength of Ten Ancient Elephants’, he could rely on ’Trembling Power’ to triumph over stronger opponents!

Of course, there was risk in Wyatt’s approach.

If Clark Burton had chosen to wield his sword and perform the ’Throat Sealing Sword’ to block his attack earlier, he simply wouldn’t have been able to utilize ’Trembling Power’.

Once it reached that point, if he still wanted to kill Clark Burton, he could only utilize the ’Attack Inscription’!

It could be said that Clark Burton’s choice at that moment predetermined his death.

Of course, even if Clark Burton had made a different choice, he was still destined to die, just by different means.

"I should thank you for saving me an ’Attack Inscription’,"

Wyatt Barnes cast a glance at Clark Burton, a cold sneer appearing on his face, and the deadly intent that had previously been gathering in his eyes dissipated somewhat.

"Leah Sykes, I have avenged you."

Wyatt sighed quietly to himself, silently making an oath in his heart.

"Haha... Hahaha..."

Suddenly, a burst of laughter broke the silence around the Life and Death Stage.

It was Chaim Cruz returning to reality, laughing joyously, and thundering: "Wyatt Barnes, thank you! If Leah Sykes were to know this from the underworld, she could rest in peace."

Wyatt nodded, casually collected Clark Burton’s ’Seven-Ranked Spirit Sword’ and ’Storage Ring’, and went to Chaim Cruz’s side, leaving the vast platform of the Life and Death Stage with Chaim Cruz and Spring Montes.

As Wyatt and his two comrades made their exit, a group of Tianji Peak disciples broke out into chatter:

"My God! Wyatt Barnes actually killed Clark Burton."

"Clark Burton was a sixth-level martial artist in the Original Pill Realm and with a Seven-Ranked Spirit Sword, he could exert the strength of 102 ancient giant elephants..."

"So what? Even though Wyatt is only in the fifth level of the Original Pill Realm, and with a Seven-Ranked Spirit Sword, he could only exert the power of 90 ancient giant elephants...he still killed Clark Burton! It’s incredible."

"How on earth did Wyatt Barnes kill Clark Burton? It’s so terrifying!"

...

Today, at Tianji Peak, tranquility is impossible.

Clark Burton, the outstanding outer disciple of Tianji Peak, with a cultivation level of the sixth realm of the Original Pill Stage, was well-known among the outer disciples of the Seven Stars Sword Clan.

But now, he’s been killed!

And by an outer disciple who’s only in the fifth realm of the Original Pill Stage.

"Wyatt Barnes, you’re too powerful. You killed Clark Burton with just one finger."

On their way back, the gloom that had been accumulating on Chaim Cruz’s face for several days finally dissipated, his face beaming with joy, and he was extremely excited.

Wyatt Barnes just smiled faintly.

Spring Montes, supporting Chaim Cruz, looked at Wyatt Barnes, his gaze changing dramatically.

He didn’t expect Wyatt’s strength to be so terrifying!

Wyatt Barnes, a fifth-level martial artist in the Original Pill stage, was already surprising him a great deal.

But when he saw Wyatt kill Clark Burton, his emotions were toppled and even now they hadn’t calmed down.

"Chaim Cruz, do you know where Dariel Burton lives?"

A chill flashed through Wyatt’s eyes as he asked slowly.

Within the open valley,

Dariel Burton lay in high spirits, whistling on the grass, enjoying the sun...

Suddenly, a sound reached his ear, causing his eyes to light up.

"Brother, you’re back!"

Dariel, propping himself up with both hands, said excitedly as he sat up.

However, the second he saw the young man in front of him, his face turned ashen, "Wy... Wyatt Barnes, weren’t you supposed to settle life and death on the ’Life and Death Stage’ with my brother? Why are you here?!"

"Why do you think I’m here?"

Wyatt idly looked at Dariel, speaking calmly, his tone void of any emotions.

The calmer he was, the more terrifying it was to Dariel who just kept shaking his head, his face as white as a sheet. "No... It’s impossible... Impossible! How could you defeat my brother? Impossible! Impossible!"

"Impossible?"

A sneer crept onto Wyatt’s mouth. "What’s so impossible about it? Two months ago, in the primal jungle, you set the ’Elephant Rhinoceros’ on me, didn’t you also think it was impossible that I’d come out alive?"

Dariel shivered realizing, as much as he didn’t want to believe it, what’s done was done, and nothing can change the facts.

Boom!

Dariel suddenly fell to the ground right in front of Wyatt Barnes, his face stricken with fear, "Wyatt Barnes, I’m already a cripple, please let me go... please spare me. I beg you, I’m begging you..."

The sight before Wyatt was all too familiar.

Two months ago, Dariel was also on his knees before Leah Sykes, begging for her intercession...

Leah pitied him in the end.

But what was the result?

Leah was brutally murdered!

Chaim Cruz was left crippled!

Dariel’s actions and pleas brought the rage hidden deep in Wyatt’s heart to storming heights.

The corners of his eyes turned bloody red as he stared at Dariel, "Do you still remember what I told you two months ago?"

Upon hearing this, Dariel’s face turned ghostly pale and his body trembled.

Noticing Dariel’s reaction, Wyatt laughed, a cold laughter, "Looks like you remember it well... I told you, if you dare to try any tricks again, I’ll leave you with no place to be buried!"

"Wyatt Barnes, please spare me! Please... I beg you!"

Dariel violently headbutted the ground until blood seeped out, seemingly trying to evoke Wyatt’s sympathy.