Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 542 I Want Him Dead!

Chapter 542: Chapter 542 I Want Him Dead!

"This Young Master Sword, is he stronger than Young Master Mad?"

Constant Graham’s pupils contracted.

Because when Young Master Mad ’Alfonso Rowan’ made a move against Constant earlier, he only used the ’Peep Naught Realm Second Layer’.

Therefore, Constant decided, Alfonso’s cultivation was inferior to Young Master Sword.

At the same time, Constant did not forget to mock Alfonso, "What first of the five young masters? You’re not even as good as Young Master Sword...what a sham!"

Hearing Constant’s words, both Wyatt Barnes and Young Master Sword ’Handmi Holland’ were taken aback.

Immediately after, they both laughed mockingly at Alfonso.

"Ha-ha... Young Master Mad, did you hear that? You’re not as good as me."

Handmi Holland said with a bit of smugness.

"I’m not as good as you? Want to find out?"

There was a spark of battle in Alfonso’s eyes as he spoke calmly.

Upon hearing this, Handmi Holland gave Alfonso an annoyed glance. "If you want to test it, test it with Wyatt... after all, you’re two years older than me, your cultivation surpasses mine. Are you proud of that?"

Time quietly passed.

Soon, in the prisoner arena, a slave of the ’Peep Naught Realm Fourth Layer’ entered.

This time, Alfonso couldn’t wait to rise from his seat.

This caused Wyatt Barnes and Handmi Holland to exchange a smile.

They could see.

Alfonso, as ’Young Master Mad’, and the head of the five young masters, had his own sense of pride.

Now, he wanted to act, to ruthlessly slap Constant’s face!

To let Constant acknowledge his true strength.

And Constant, upon seeing Alfonso rush forward - and in the sky above, the ’Six Thousand Ancient Giant Elephant Shadows’ simultaneously rushing forward - was stunned.

"He...he actually concealed his cultivation level?"

Constant’s face turned unsightly, suddenly feeling like a fool.

But as for the audience in the grandstands, none of them were surprised.

After all, Young Master Mad is indeed the first of the five young masters from the Green Forest Royal Country.

Moreover, now that Young Master Sword has already broken into the ’Peep Naught Realm Third Layer’, it is not surprising that Young Master Mad has advanced to the ’Peep Naught Realm Fourth Layer’.

"Young Master Mad!"

"Young Master Mad!"

...

From the stands surrounding the prisoner arena, a group of excited fans stood and cheered loudly.

Young Master Mad, being the first amongst the five young masters, has a longstanding reputation.

Countless people admire him.

And at this moment, Alfonso entered the prisoner arena.

In the midst of the arena, seeing Alfonso standing across from him, the ’slave’ Peep Naught Realm Fourth Layer’s eyes were filled with a cruel redness.

"Young Master Mad, I will kill you!"

The slave’s voice, hoarse yet ferocious, was like a demon beast opening its bloody maw to devour its prey.

"That depends if you’re capable."

Alfonso responded lightly, not bothered by the slave’s words in the slightest.

"Hah!"

All of a sudden, the slave roared and shot out like a gust of wind, transforming into a gray eagle, aimed towards Alfonso.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Both his hands stretched out like claws, claw shadows filling the sky. Slowly stirring up a wind, they aimed harshly towards Alfonso.

It was as if he wanted to rip Alfonso apart!

When this slave made his move, apart from the wild Origin Force amongst the claw shadows in the sky, there was also a faint trace of green energy.

In the sky above, Six Thousand Two Hundred Ancient Giant Elephant Shadows gathered into shape.

Peep Naught Realm Fourth Layer!

Initial understanding of the Momentum Wind!

The claws followed the wind, their speed shocking to behold.

Of course, this was fast only from the perspective of a normal warrior.

In Alfonso’s eyes, the servant’s speed was not noteworthy at all.

Bang!

With a merely a raise of Alfonso’s hand, a punch erupted, and his Origin Force surged.

On Alfonso’s fist, a force formed, emitting outwards and transforming into a ’seven-fi long spear light’.

Alfonso, one who uses a spear.

Now that he cannot use a spirit long spear, when he strikes, the characteristics of his ’spear’ are still very much present.

Whoosh!

Alfonso punches straight out, like a Flood Dragon emerging out of its hole.

The ’seven-feet spear light’ skimmed above his fist, a scattering of eerie red energy suffused with a hint of heat spread across it.

Fire momentum!

In the void above, on one side of the Six Thousand Ancient Giant Elephant Shadows, an additional Five Hundred Ancient Giant Elephant Shadows appeared.

Clearly.

Alfonso, Young Master Mad, had already comprehended the ’Half-step Actual Fire Momentum’!

In terms of power, Alfonso completely crushed the Peep Naught Realm Fourth Layer slave.

After several rounds of exchange, Alfonso’s divinely assisted punch struck out, the ’seven-feet spear light’ flew out, piercing the slave’s chest, blood sprayed three feet across.

Bang!

The slave’s lifeless body fell, losing all signs of life.

Alfonso, won!

Suddenly, the surroundings of the prisoner arena, unsurprisingly erupted with cheering.

"I knew Young Master Mad would not lose. Although the odds of betting on Young Master Mad winning were not high, I put all my asset on Young Master Mad, I still made quite a bit."

"As expected of our Green Forest Royal Country’s first among the five young masters, he lives up to his reputation!"

"Young Master Mad, awesome!"

...

The audience in the various stands, was wildly excited.

In this prisoner fight, except for some spectators who wanted to see an upset, the rest of the audience, as long as they participated in the betting, all placed their bets on Young Master Mad.

All of them made a big gain.

Alfonso’s reward was a kind of precious refining material.

However, for Wyatt Barnes, this refining material was only precious within the Green Forest Royal Country...

Not to mention the ’outside territory’, even within the Great Turdo Dynasty, it could not be considered a rare item.

However, Alfonso treasured it like a gem.

"Humph!"

When Alfonso Rowan came back, he deliberately paused on the road and disdainfully glanced at Constant Graham, "I wonder if the young prince would like to step into the prisoner fighting arena with a nobody like me?"

"You... You!!"

Constant Graham’s face changed dramatically, pointing at Alfonso Rowan, the whole person began to tremble, but was rendered speechless.

He dared not enter the prisoner fighting arena with Alfonso Rowan.

What a joke!

Let alone Alfonso Rowan’s real cultivation was the ’Fourth Layer of the Peep Naught Realm’, even if Alfonso Rowan was just a Second Layer Peep Naught Realm warrior, he wasn’t an opponent he could contend with.

"Coward!"

After uttering those two words from his mouth, Alfonso Rowan returned to Wyatt Barnes and Handmi Holland.

Constant Graham was so angry that he was about to explode.

Wyatt Barnes and Handmi Holland couldn’t help but laugh as they watched this scene.

They didn’t think highly of Constant Graham either.

The fights in the prisoner fighting arena continue.

"Eh, this slave has a naturally formed aura... It seems that, before he became a slave, he wasn’t an ordinary person."

Suddenly, Handmi Holland looked at the slave appearing in the prisoner fighting arena and said somewhat surprised.

"Indeed... this man’s origin must have been extraordinary!"

Alfonso Rowan also nodded and said.

Their words made Wyatt Barnes curious and he couldn’t help but look over.

With just a glance, Wyatt Barnes’ pupils suddenly contracted.

In the prisoner fighting arena, there stood a slave, slightly taller than average.

He was a young slave, with disheveled hair draped over his shoulders, his eyes lifeless, and the slave ’brand’ on his face, was evident.

It bore the character ’pine’.

Crack!

Wyatt Barnes’ hand trembled, and the armrest of his chair was directly broken off.

"Wyatt Barnes, what’s wrong with you?"

At this moment, Alfonso Rowan and Handmi Holland found something amiss with Wyatt Barnes.

They noticed.

Wyatt Barnes’ gaze was fixated on the slave, his face revealing an outburst of excitement.

"Wyatt Barnes, do you know him?"

Handmi Holland was taken aback and asked.

"Yes."

Wyatt Barnes nodded, his body trembling slightly, exceedingly excited.

He never expected, to see ’him’ here.

"Tch!"

At this moment, a sneering laugh came.

It was Constant Graham, who had overheard Wyatt Barnes’ conversation, and mocked: "I really didn’t expect that you, Wyatt Barnes, would have such a ’useless slave’ friend... Indeed, birds of a feather flock together!"

Useless slave?

Constant Graham’s words, like a fuse, completely ignited Wyatt Barnes’ anger.

Whoosh!

Wyatt Barnes instantly stood up from his seat.

Boom!

Because he exerted strength, he trampled and cracked the floor tiles beneath his feet.

From this, one can know Wyatt Barnes’ anger.

Swoosh!

In an instant, Wyatt Barnes turned into a gust of wind and arrived in front of Constant Graham.

Wyatt Barnes’ hand extended out like lightning, before Constant Graham could react, he grabbed his throat like an eagle grabbing a chick, and lifted him up.

"You, dare to say it again!"

Wyatt Barnes’ eyes were blood-red, full of killing intent, ready to vent it on anyone.

At this moment, Wyatt Barnes had become a bloodthirsty beast.

The whole person, completely frenzied!

Constant Graham was stunned.

He never imagined that his innocent remark could provoke such a reaction from Wyatt Barnes.

What did he say wrong?

At this moment, Constant Graham was being choked by Wyatt Barnes. He wanted to resist, but as soon as he brought up his Origin Force, it was suppressed by Wyatt Barnes’ Origin Force.

Constant Graham’s face was gradually turning red.

"Eld... Elder Thaddeus, hel... help me!"

Constant Graham called for help from the elder next to him.

The elder also reacted at this time, his face changed greatly, and shouted: "Wyatt Barnes, put down the young prince! Otherwise, don’t blame me for not being merciful."

However, Wyatt Barnes seemed to have not heard the elder’s words at all, he didn’t pay attention to him.

"You better listen... he, is not a ’useless slave’!"

The bloody redness in Wyatt Barnes’ eyes was enchanting and sinister as he said word by word.

At this moment, whether it was Alfonso Rowan and Handmi Holland who had hurried over, or Constant Graham and the elder at his side, they finally understood why Wyatt Barnes was so upset.

It turns out that it was because of Constant Graham’s title for that ’slave’ in the prisoner fighting arena.

"Wyatt Barnes, I don’t care what relationship that slave has with you... but if you dare do anything to the young prince, that slave will undoubtedly die!"

The elder threatened coldly.

"You, what did you say?!"

Wyatt Barnes slowly turned his head to look at the elder, his killing intent surged to the sky, and became more intense.

The elder was enveloped by Wyatt Barnes’ killing intent and felt chilled to the bone.

He couldn’t imagine.

Where did such a young man get such a dreadful killing intent?

But he still took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I said, if you don’t release the young prince now, that slave will undoubtedly die!"

"Little Gold!"

Wyatt Barnes suddenly shouted, "I want him dead!"

I want him dead!

Wyatt Barnes’ voice, without any concealment, clearly spread throughout the entire prisoner fighting arena.

It attracted everyone’s attention.

Then, the people in the venue saw a flash of golden light shooting out, accompanied by an extremely fine sword light sweeping across...

The next moment.

The elder, who was arrogant just a moment ago, had his throat slit open.

Harsh red blood sprayed out.

It splashed all over Constant Graham’s face.

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