Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 463 The Strongest ’Gru

Chapter 463: Chapter 463 The Strongest ’Gru

Whoosh!

With a swift motion, Kanan Nigel lunged forward, arriving in front of ’Hardy’, a promising young talent from the Kingdom of Ableton Sun, confronting him.

"Crimson Heaven Kingdom, Crawford Mansion, Kanan Nigel!"

Kanan Nigel glanced faintly at Hardy, speaking slowly.

"Kanan Nigel?"

Before Hardy could react, the special envoy from the Kingdom of Ableton Sun interjected, "So, it’s the ’Young Marquis’ from Crawford Mansion... The ’Military God’ of Crimson Heaven Kingdom is renowned and feared, even I, who resides in far-off Ableton Sun Kingdom, have heard of him. Seeing the Young Marquis today, dignified and majestic, it’s clear that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree."

The special envoy’s words set Kanan Nigel on a high pedestal.

Whether it was genuine or feigned, those present could more or less perceive...

Sometimes, the higher one is lifted, the more perfect they must be.

Otherwise, once they trip, they will shatter to pieces.

"Lord Crawford, Barry greets you."

Immediately after, the special envoy from Ableton Sun Kingdom turned to look at ’Atharv Nigel’, who was seated across in the seats of honor, and gave him a warm smile.

"You are too kind, envoy."

Atharv Nigel replied indifferently, visibly unmoved.

This caused envoy Barry from Ableton Sun Kingdom’s face to darken slightly, but he quickly resumed his smile, very adept at rapidly changing expressions.

"This envoy from Ableton Sun Kingdom is truly a ’smiling tiger’."

Wyatt Barnes glanced at Barry, commenting to himself.

The Kingdom of Ableton Sun’s special envoy, ’Barry,’ seemed ordinary, but Wyatt Barnes, with his sharp perception, had already identified that Barry was a ’half-step Void Realm’ martial arts warrior, with extraordinary powers.

"Hardy, this ’Kanan Nigel,’ the Young Marquis of Crawford Mansion, is like you - both are warriors of the Ninth Level of the Original Pill Realm... As far as I know, he is the strongest among the younger generation in the Crimson Heaven Kingdom! Today, whether you can defeat him or not, we’ll win. "

Barry looked at Hardy, his Origin Force congealing his words: "However, if you can defeat him, ’Gru’ need not intervene... this way, our Kingdom of Ableton Sun will achieve a grand victory! Back in our kingdom, I will ensure that their majesties reward you generously."

"Please rest assured, envoy. I will undoubtedly defeat this Kanan Nigel."

Hardy responded while his Origin Force congealed.

"Young Marquis, no offence intended."

A cold light flashed in Hardy’s eyes; the moment he looked at Kanan Nigel, Origin Force surged through his legs, causing a tumultuous uproar.

Above his head, one hundred and twenty virtual images of ancient giant elephants appeared, full of life and poised for action...

The next moment.

Whoosh!

Hardy made his move, his speed astounding as he transformed into an arrow shot by a powerful bow.

Wherever he went, there was a roaring wind, mixed with several muffled bursts of air.

Whoosh!

Just as Hardy drew near Kanan Nigel, he swiftly unsheathed the spirit sword from his waist, and the sword’s light flashed momentarily.

Humm!

The rapid sword light, full of rampant Origin Force, seemed unstoppable, carrying an overwhelming might, sweeping towards Kanan Nigel.

As the spirit sword created ripples in the air, its power increased by the illusion of twenty-two more ancient giant elephants.

Ninth Level of Original Pill Realm! Eighth-grade spirit sword!

This strike, encapsulating the power of one hundred and forty-two ancient giant elephants, disrupted the airflow wherever it went, with an unstoppable momentum.

From the moment Hardy launched his attack, everything happened in a split second.

Seeing Hardy’s incredible speed, quite a few of the talented youth from Crimson Heaven Kingdom broke into a cold sweat, "This Hardy is indeed of the Ninth Level of the Original Pill Realm!"

"I’m glad I didn’t participate, otherwise I would have just been humiliated!"

"Among us from Crimson Heaven Kingdom, probably only Wyatt Barnes and the Young Marquis can compete with this Hardy."

...

While the talented youths from Crimson Heaven Kingdom were anxious, Kanan Nigel made his move.

Whoosh!

Kanan Nigel was swift as the wind, drifting to the side.

However, the eighth-grade spirit sword wielded by Hardy seemed to have eyes on it, making a turn and sweeping towards Kanan Nigel, like an incurable disease, shadowing him, leaving him with nowhere to hide.

"Humph!"

A cold hum echoed, it was Kanan Nigel, his eyes focused and he took out a spirit sword.

Whoosh!

The sword’s light flashed out, also embodying the strength of one hundred and forty-two ancient giant elephants, clashing with Hardy’s eighth-grade spirit sword.

Cling!

Accompanied by the sound of metal clashing, the Origin Force collided with each other, causing the air to stagnate.

The next moment, Kanan Nigel and Hardy were both thrust backward.

Both of them retreated seven steps.

"Exciting!"

Kanan Nigel’s eyes were filled with fighting spirit, it was as if he had returned to his days of fierce battles on the battlefield, a surge of bloodlust shot up from him, his momentum was overwhelming.

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

...

At this moment, the only thing in Kanan Nigel’s eyes was Hardy and only Hardy.

And Hardy... was his enemy.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, Kanan Nigel shouted loudly, full of unyielding spirit.

The next moment, Kanan Nigel, like a God of War descended upon him, radiated a terrifying killing intent. He dashed forward, his momentum soared like a sweeping wind, demonstrating the potential to sweep everything in his path.

"This Hardy is doomed to lose."

With a casual glance at Hardy, a thought crossed Wyatt Barnes’ mind.

In the distance, Hardy finally caught his breath, only to find Kanan Nigel was striking again.

In an instant, he felt a terrifying murderous aura enveloping him from Kanan Nigel, stirring a trace of fear deep in his heart.

"No! As a martial artist of the ninth level of the Original Pill Realm, why should I fear him!"

Hardy gritted his teeth, the Origin Force blooming on his Grade 8 spirit sword, he intended to confront it.

Just at this moment.

"Kill!"

Kanan Nigel opened his mouth again. His voice, resounding like thunder, carried the aura of battlefield slaughter and once again enveloped Hardy, causing him to lose his concentration.

The Origin Force on Hardy’s Grade 8 spirit sword, instantly began to wane.

Whoosh!

Hum!

The sword and the blade fiercely collided once again, the Origin Force roared, like a dragon fighting a tiger.

Unlike the even confrontation just now.

This time, Kanan Nigel was brimming with fighting intent, his blood burning fervently, as if he had returned to his days of slaughter on the battlefield.

This sword carried many things within it.

On the other hand, Hardy who had just lost his concentration, showed signs of the Origin Force on his Grade 8 spirit sword destabilizing.

They clashed once again.

Clang!

The sound of iron instruments clashing echoed again.

This time, Hardy’s Grade 8 spirit sword was directly knocked away, and Kanan Nigel’s spirit sword, after knocking away Hardy’s, came back to him.

Swoosh!

However, the fist of Kanan Nigel, packed with vast Origin Force, landed ruthlessly on Hardy’s chest.

Crack!

The crisp sound of bones breaking raised goosebumps on anyone who heard it.

"Ah!"

Only then did Hardy painfully scream, his entire body flew backward, crashed heavily into the ground and after struggling a bit, fell unconscious.

Kanan Nigel, victorious!

"Haha... excellent!"

Immediately, many people from Crimson Heaven Kingdom cheered for Kanan Nigel.

"Thanks for the match."

Kanan Nigel looked at ’Barry’, the special envoy of Ableton Sun Kingdom, who was checking Hardy’s injury. He was polite, his calm demeanor seemed harmless to anyone, which almost choked Barry with anger.

This Kanan Nigel not only severely injured Hardy, but also acted as if nothing had happened, dammit!

"Young Marquis is indeed the son of Godly Might Marquis. At such a young age, he already possesses such brutal battle aura... I fear there are few who can match the Young Marquis at the Original Infant Realm! This round, we, Ableton Sun Kingdom, admits defeat wholeheartedly."

After giving Hardy a pill medicine to mend his wounds, Barry took a deep look at Kanan Nigel: "However, if the Young Marquis encounters martial artists at Original Infant Realm, your battle aura would just be a pretty decoration, completely useless."

Kanan Nigel gave a faint smile but did not respond.

This infuriated Barry even more, and he shouted lowly, "Gru!"

As Barry spoke, the burly young man from the Crawford Mansion seat opposite to him, who had been staring at Princess Irene all this while, suddenly snapped out of it.

This burly young man was the strongest among the younger generation of the Ableton Sun Kingdom.

Gru!

His cultivation level was at the ’first level of the Original Infant Realm.’

A thirty-five-year-old at the ’first level of Original Infant Realm’ would be considered above average in Green Forest Royal Country.

But in a small kingdom, he could be regarded as a rare genius.

"Creak... crack..."

Gru moved, transforming into a gust of wind, appearing in the field in a blink of an eye. He faced Kanan Nigel as he gently twisted his neck and made a crisp bone rubbing sound.

"You’re not my match."

Gru looked at Kanan Nigel with a languorous expression, seemingly losing interest in the battle.

With both his fists locked, on the empty space above Gru’s head, 200 giant elephant illusions took shape, ready to strike.

"Original Infant Realm First level!"

Even though most people from the Crimson Heaven Kingdom had already heard that among the three young talents from Ableton Sun Kingdom, one was an Original Infant Realm level martial artist, they were still shocked to witness it firsthand.

At this time, the gazes of the people from the Crimson Heaven Kingdom were all fixed on Kanan Nigel.

They were curious. Would Nigel choose to fight Gru or surrender...

If he chose to fight, there was virtually no possibility of winning.

The gap between the ninth level of the Original Pill Realm and the first level of the Original Infant Realm was too wide.

But if he surrendered, the Ableton Sun Kingdom’s prestige would flourish and their arrogance would grow even more.

"I surrender."

Soon, Kanan pursued his decision and nonchalantly returned to Crawford Mansion’s seat, shrugging his shoulders.

Seeing this, the people of Crimson Heaven Kingdom didn’t feel surprised.

They still had a trump card up their sleeve, so they didn’t feel disappointed with Kanan Nigel’s surrender.

"Hahaha..."

The special envoy of the Ableton Sun Kingdom, ’Barry’, burst into laughter, absolutely pleased, "Young Marquis is indeed the wise man... Your Majesty, it seems that in this ’friendly exchange of martial prowess’ among the talented youngsters of our two nations, we, the Ableton Sun Kingdom, have emerged victorious, isn’t it?"

As he spoke, Barry squinted his eyes, his face brimming with joy. It seemed as if the three year’s worth of tax from the Crimson Heaven Kingdom was within arm’s reach.

"So boring! Isn’t there any decent talented young man in Crimson Heaven Kingdom?"

Gru casually commented, turning around to leave.

"Hold on!"

At this moment, from the seating area of the Crawford Mansion, Godly Might Marquis ’Atharv Nigel’ stopped Gru.