Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 533: Young Master Mad’s Shock

Chapter 533: Chapter 533: Young Master Mad’s Shock

Wyatt Barnes was certain, even though he had only heard the voice but not seen the person.

The owner of the voice was not the Chairman of the National Artifact Refiners Association of the Green Forest Empire, Brendan Rowan.

It was a voice of a young man.

And in that moment, Wyatt Barnes found the voice eerily familiar.

When Wyatt Barnes looked up, he saw a familiar silhouette.

"Young Master Mad?"

Upon seeing the young man in front of him, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but be surprised.

The one standing in front of him was no other.

It was Young Master Mad, ’Alfonso Rowan’, the man who was a fellow student in the Inner Hall of the Dragon Phoenix Academy with him.

At the same time, he was the leader of the ’Five Great Young Masters’ of the Green Forest Empire.

Wyatt Barnes never expected to run into Alfonso Rowan here.

"Rowan.....Brendan Rowan.....Could it be....."

Wyatt Barnes felt a stir in his heart and couldn’t help but speculate.

"Wyatt Barnes, why are you here? Are you here to ask my grandfather to refine a ’Sixth Grade Spiritual Artifact’?"

After surprise wore off, Young Master Mad curiously asked.

"No."

Wyatt Barnes shook his head.

It seemed that his speculation was correct.

Young Master Mad ’Alfonso Rowan’ was indeed the grandson of the Chairman of the National Artifact Refiners Association of the Green Forest Empire, Brendan Rowan.

"The grandson of the Chairman of the National Artifact Refiners Association...in Green Forest Empire, his status is no lower than that of Young Master Flame ’Flame Graham’!"

Wyatt Barnes thought to himself.

Young Master Flame ’Flame Graham’, was the third son of the current Emperor of the Green Forest Empire, the Third Prince.

In the Green Forest Empire, he held a lofty status.

However, the Artifact Refiners Association was an organization independent from the control of the Green Forest Empire.

Brendan Rowan, as the Chairman of the National Alchemists Association of the Green Forest Empire, even the Emperor of the Green Forest Empire had to treat him with respect and dare not show any neglect.

"No?"

Young Master Mad was taken aback, "Then you came to find my grandfather because..."

"Master, you’ve arrived!"

Just then, an elderly voice came from the inner room.

Soon after, an elderly man with a vibrant spirit came out and respectfully bowed to Wyatt Barnes.

Young Master Mad on the side was completely dumbfounded.

His grandpa was bowing to Wyatt Barnes?

Moreover, addressing Wyatt Barnes as ’Master’?

This...

At that moment, Alfonso Rowan felt like his mind could not keep up.

If Wyatt Barnes were an old man with white hair, he might not be so surprised.

But Wyatt Barnes was a young man who was even younger than himself!

"Chairman Rowan."

Wyatt Barnes responded with a smile.

This scene, happening before the eyes of Young Master Mad ’Alfonso Rowan’, left him dumbfounded.

His grandpa, the Chairman of the National Artifact Refiners Association of the Green Forest Empire, was bowing to a young man who was not even twenty-five years old.

He already found it to be beyond comprehension.

Now, the target of his grandpa’s bow, this scarily young man, actually accepted all of it with ease?

Who could tell him what the heck was happening?

He was about to go mad with anxiety!

"Alfonso!"

Seeing Alfonso Rowan standing dazed on the side, Brendan Rowan frowned and said sternly, "Are you not going to come and show respect to the master?"

"Grandpa.....are you mistaken? He, like me, is only a student of Dragon Phoenix Academy, how could he be a master?"

Alfonso Rowan said with a bitter smile.

Slap!

To his surprise, no sooner had Alfonso Rowan finished speaking, Brendan Rowan seemed to transform into wind, appeared next to Young Master Mad, and slapped him on the back of his head.

"Ah!"

Alfonso Rowan cried out in pain.

"Bow!"

Brendan Rowan’s eyes became fierce, causing Alfonso Rowan to shiver uncontrollably.

For the first time in his life, he had seen his grandpa this stern.

Even though he did not understand what was happening, he knew that if he continued to defy his grandpa, he would definitely not have a good ending.

"Mas...Master."

In the end, Alfonso Rowan gritted his teeth and nodded towards Wyatt Barnes as a token of respect.

"This is your idea of a bow?"

Brendan Rowan’s voice then came timely with an added sternness.

Frightened, Alfonso Rowan shivered again, and hurriedly bowed in earnest towards Wyatt Barnes, "Master."

Watching the scene in front of him, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but find it both funny and annoying.

"Master, I apologize for my grandson’s rudeness, I hope you won’t take it to heart."

Brendan Rowan looked at Wyatt Barnes with an apologetic expression.

"Chairman Rowan, no need to be so formal... as Young Master Mad has said, I am like him, only a student of the Dragon Phoenix Academy. From now on, we will just go our own ways."

Wyatt Barnes shook his head and smiled.

"Master, this kid is no match for you. It’s not worthy for you to call him ’Young Master Mad’... you can just call him ’Little Alfonso’."

Brendan Rowan respectfully spoke to Wyatt Barnes.

Alfonso Rowan stood on the side with a helpless and bitter smile on his face.

"Wyatt Barnes, what have you done to my grandpa? Why do I have a sudden feeling that he’s gone senile?"

Into Wyatt Barnes’s ear, the slightly helpless voice of Young Master Mad ’Alfonso Rowan’ resounded.

"Your grandpa is not senile, he’s very clear-headed."

Wyatt Barnes responded seriously.

"This is still called clear-headed?"

Upon hearing these words, the corner of Alfonso Rowan’s mouth twitched, but he didn’t dare to utter a word.

In the end, Wyatt Barnes demonstrated everything with his actions.

Hiss!

With Wyatt Barnes lifting his palm, his palm ignited a wisp of blue flame...

The blue flame was furious and restive, as if it could incinerate everything!

"Blu... Blue flames? Is this... Is this the ’Fourth-Class Flame’?!"

As Alfonso Rowan saw Wyatt’s ’Fourth-Class Flame’, he was utterly dumbfounded, finding it hard to believe that what was happening right in front of him was real.

It wasn’t until Wyatt put away the flame that Alfonso came to his senses.

Now, he finally understood!

No wonder his grandfather respected Wyatt so deeply, even addressing him as ’Grandmaster’.

It turned out that Wyatt was not only a talented martial artist, but also a fourth-grade Artifact Refiner capable of condensing a ’Fourth-Class Flame’...

A Fourth-Class Artifact Refiner!

Just thinking about it made his heart quiver.

As the grandson of Brendan Rowan, he naturally understood the challenges of the craft of refining.

Even he himself had been unable to venture into the field of refining due to his lack of talent for it.

It had always been a regret in his life.

"Not even twenty-five years old, possessing the cultivation of ’Peep Naught Realm’... His achievements in alchemy are nothing short of against the heavens! A fourth-class Artifact Refiner... I find it hard to believe."

Alfonso’s emotions were turbulent, and they took a long time to settle.

The shock Wyatt had brought to him was simply too great.

"Let’s get started..."

Soon, Alfonso heard Wyatt’s voice.

And he found out that with Wyatt’s words, his grandfather, the president of the Alchemist Guild in the Royal Country, stood by like an obedient student, quietly listening to Wyatt’s explanation of the Art of Refining.

Even though he was clueless about the matter.

However, he could see that his grandfather was deeply engrossed in listening.

Not just that, his grandfather even raised questions from time to time.

And Wyatt, each time, could quickly answer his grandfather’s questions, making things clear to him.

"It’s crazy... The world must be crazy! How could such an unfathomable thing occur."

At this moment, all Alfonso could feel was disorientation.

How could this world give birth to such a ’monster’ like Wyatt...

If it could be said that before this day, he still carried the ambition to compete with Wyatt.

Now he was just feeling powerless.

Wyatt, surpassing him in martial talent, and his accomplishments in refining were even untouchable for his most respected grandfather.

Fourth-Class Artifact Refiner!

Generally speaking, such figures only existed in large dynasties.

But now, one appeared right before his eyes in the Royal Country...

Most importantly, Wyatt was a man not even twenty-five years old...

An afternoon’s time quickly passed.

"You have a good understanding, but it’s a pity you didn’t have a ’Master’ to guide you and have taken quite a few detours... I can guarantee that within half a year, you will become a ’Fifth-Class Artifact Refiner’!"

As Wyatt said to Honor Barnes.

Honor responded humbly: "It’s all due to your excellent guidance, Master."

"Alright, it’s getting late. I should be going."

Wyatt bid farewell to Honor, turned around, and prepared to leave.

"Alfonso, accompany Wyatt back to the ’Dragon Phoenix Academy’... When you’re at the academy, remember to listen to Wyatt! If I hear that you dare disrespect him, I won’t let you off easily."

Brendan looked at Alfonso and gave him instructions.

His tone hardened as he spoke.

"Understood, grandfather."

Alfonso responded with a wry smile.

On their way back.

"Young Master Mad, I do hope that the fact I’m a ’Fourth-Class Artifact Refiner’ won’t be spread around."

Wyatt slowly said.

"Don’t worry, I’m not a talkative person... And from now on, stop calling me ’Young Master Mad’. Otherwise, if my grandfather finds out, he’d probably break my legs immediately."

Alfonso responded with a look of helplessness towards the end.

He was afraid of nothing, except his respected grandfather.

"Not calling you ’Young Master Mad’?"

Wyatt raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile curling at the edges of his mouth, "How about I call you ’Little Alfonso’ from now on? It sounds quite nice."

Frustrated, Alfonso retorted, "Can you just address me by my name?"

"Why? You have a problem with it?"

With a deep look, Wyatt responded, "Do you need me to bring this up to your grandfather?"

Hearing these words, Alfonso went silent; he was at a loss for words and, quite frankly, cowed.

"Wyatt, ten days ago, you took the ’Refining Naught Fruit’. By now, you should have broken through to the ’Peep Naught Realm Second Layer’, right? How about a duel between us?"

With the ’Dragon Phoenix Academy’ in sight, Alfonso challenged Wyatt for a duel.

"I’m ready anytime."

Wyatt shrugged his shoulders, his face full of nonchalance.

Then, the two of them entered the Dragon Phoenix Academy

They found a vacant field in the Academy, and stared each other down.

"Let’s agree on this beforehand... you, can’t use your ’Demonic Method’."

Before they started, Alfonso added another condition.

"Demonic Method?"

Wyatt asked, baffled.

"The ability you used ten days ago that left the horse thief leader in a daze."

Alfonso explained.

Finally catching onto what the young man was implying, Wyatt realized that Alfonso was referring to Little Gold’s ’Soul Technique’.

"Even if I don’t use the ’Demonic Method’, do you think you can match me after my breakthrough?"

Wyatt simply laughed.

"Whether I can match you or not, we will know once we fight!"

A strong sense of confidence arose on Alfonso’s face.

At the same time, he stepped forward, his Origin Force rampant and booming around him.

It was like a flicker of flame surging...

Whoosh!

Above the void, the shadows of four thousand ancient giant elephants solidified into existence.