Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 691: Self-destruction

Chapter 691: Chapter 691: Self-destruction

At that time, Ulysses Fenning’s eyes were wide open as he was propelled into the sky due to inertia.

The Origin Force in his body was instantly annihilated, with the ’Realm of Nine Swords’ disappearing without a trace. The nine-rays of swordlight produced using the sword technique ’Nine Sons Magic Sword’ also disappeared.

Complete silence enveloped Ulysses Fenning.

Whoosh!

Facing the Ulysses Fenning who was propelled into the air, Marshall Tyler put away his ancient zither, and calmly stepped aside.

Fenning shot up a bit more, his speed gradually slowing, and lastly, he was still.

After staying still, Fenning’s body fell, hitting the cage of the arena with a ’thud.’ Like Nick Nicholson of the Nicholson Clan, he was hanging by the cage.

Unlike Nick, although Fenning was dead, there was not even a hint of blood on his body. It was as if he had died suddenly.

"What just happened?"

All at once, the entire arena was in an uproar.

Of course, the ones causing the uproar were some relatively weaker individuals.

"Can anyone tell me, is this a fucking stage play? Marshall Tyler just plucked a zither, and Ulysses Fenning is dead? Now no blood?"

"Killing without shedding blood... isn’t that Ulysses Fenning’s technique? Now that he’s been killed, there’s still no blood. Is this retribution?"

"Is Ulysses Fenning really dead? Why does this feel so fake? Have any of you seen someone die from zither plucking?"

...

Many spectators could not help but doubtfully looked at Ulysses Fenning’s corpse hanging in the cage.

"Ulysses Fenning is indeed dead."

At that moment, one of the elders in charge of the second round selection above the arena announced.

No one among the crowd would question the elder’s words.

"He’s really dead?"

"This Marshall Tyler is too terrifying, right? Just plucked a zither, and Ulysses Fenning was killed?"

"Not only does Tyler kill without shedding blood, but he kills invisibly!"

"Exactly! Even if Fenning kills a man, he uses a sword... But this Tyler, it seems like he doesn’t need any weapons at all and can kill people invisibly."

...

Many spectators whisper to each other, their faces again showing a hint of fear when they looked at Marshall Tyler in the arena’s sky.

Of course, not everyone thought the same as these spectators.

The reason these spectators considered Tyler to ’kill invisibly’ was ultimately because their cultivation level was low, resulting in poor vision and their incapability to catch any trace of Tyler’s move.

Just now, any warrior above the Ninth Order of the Void Realm could see it clearly.

In the moment when Tyler plucked the zither strings, the Origin Force at his fingertips, combined with the two ’realms’,-turned into an extremely fast ’One-inch Origin Force,’ instantly killing Fenning.

The ’One-inch Origin Force’ was tiny and thin and so fast that it left no marks on Fenning’s body after penetrating, not to mention shedding blood.

This was akin to Fenning’s past method of killing without shedding blood.

The Level Four spirit sword in Fenning’s hand was that kind of amazingly thin sword.

"To kill invisibly? They really have a fertile imagination."

Hearing the whispers of the crowd, Wyatt Barnes shook his head, thinking that the spectators were too naive.

"Wyatt ... just now, did this Marshall Tyler kill Fenning by releasing his Origin Force?"

Walter Simmons took a deep breath and asked.

Although he was an Eighth-Order warrior in the Void Realm, he only saw the Origin Force appearing at Tyler’s fingertips and the scene of the force merging into the zither strings...

After the zither strings were plucked by Tyler, that subtle Origin Force disappeared from his sight completely.

He speculated that it was projected to attack Fenning.

"Yes."

Wyatt Barnes nodded, "Just now, using Origin Force matched with the ’Realm of Wind’ and ’Realm of Fire’, supported by a level-four spiritual zither’s enhanced power, forming a light and thin ’One-inch Origin Force’ ejected by the zither’s strings, he killed Fenning."

It was similar to ’Bow and Arrow’.

The One-inch Origin Force was the ’arrow’.

The spirit zither served as the ’bow’ and the zither strings were the ’bowstrings’.

"Didn’t expect that, this Marshall Tyler is so powerful, and, like you, has realized two ’realms’. Wyatt, can you see what order are the ’Realm of Wind’ and ’Realm of Fire’ he has understood?"

After hearing Wyatt’s words, Walter took a sharp breath and finally asked curiously.

"I can’t."

Wyatt Barnes shook his head slightly, "His move was instantaneous, and the ’Ancient Horned Dragon’ in the spatial anomaly didn’t have time to fully materialize before it dissipated."

Tyler’s move just now was even faster than when he killed Nick.

"I never expected that Marshall Tyler’s strength has improved to this extent today..."

Looking at Marshall Tyler, Wyatt Barnes’s eyes were filled with complexity.

Although during the duel named ’Two Year Agreement’, Tyler’s cultivation was far superior to Wyatt’s. However, because Wyatt’s spiritual strength superseded Tyler’s, coupled with the Soul Technique ’Thousand Illusions’, Wyatt was able to toy with him.

Afterward, he encountered a lot and believed that he would be able to leave Tyler far behind.

Who would have thought that Tyler’s journey in recent years was not weaker than his own?

The scene before him was unexpected.

"Ulysses Fenning!"

Upon a spectator stand to the west, the high-levels of the Nether Mystery Sect turned pale.

They never expected their chief disciple of the Nether Mystery Sect to be defeated here, and not even be able to retaliate before being struck dead.

One could imagine.

After today, their Nether Mystery Sect would become the laughingstock of the Great Turdo Dynasty.

The high-levels of the Nether Mystery Sect exchanged glances and finally came to a decision.

They took Ulysses Fenning’s body and left the prison fight arena. Before leaving, the way they looked at Marshall Tyler was filled with extreme killing intent.

The Nether Mystery Sect was never a righteous and famous sect and always used unscrupulous methods to achieve its goals.

Today, after Marshall Tyler killed the Nether Mystery Sect’s chief disciple, causing the sect embarrassment, he undoubtedly offended the Nether Mystery Sect, who would not let this go.

Although Marshall Tyler is part of the Great Turdo Dynasty’s Imperial Family, he wouldn’t be protected by the imperial powerhouses forever.

If they could find an opportunity, they would certainly kill Marshall Tyler!

"Nether Mystery Sect..."

Watching the backs of the high-levels of the Nether Mystery Sect as they receded into the distance, Marshall Tyler’s eyes narrowed to slits, a cold light flashing past them.

Clearly, Marshall Tyler had heard of the notorious name of the Nether Mystery Sect.

"Wyatt Barnes, I’m looking forward to our battle."

Before he left the prison fight arena, Marshall Tyler locked eyes with Wyatt Barnes, and he sent his words through Origin Force manipulation.

This was also the first time Marshall Tyler had communicated with Wyatt Barnes after several years.

"I’m looking forward to it too. I hope you won’t run away like a frightened dog, like last time."

Wyatt Barnes grinned, bluntly returning Marshall Tyler’s words with Origin Force manipulation.

"You... Humph! I won’t waste time arguing with you."

Wyatt Barnes’s words made Marshall Tyler recall embarrassing past incidents unwillingly. He could not help but go slightly pale, but he quickly recovered his composure, appearing calm in just a blink of an eye.

Seeing Marshall Tyler’s change in expression, a touch of wariness appeared in Wyatt Barnes’s gaze.

If Marshall Tyler had continued being angry, Wyatt wouldn’t have thought much of it.

But Marshall Tyler’s rapid return to calmness made Wyatt realize that the Marshall Tyler of today was not the same Marshall Tyler from the past.

The current Marshall Tyler was more terrifying.

After a moment, Marshall Tyler withdrew his gaze from Wyatt Barnes and moved back to the superior spectator stand reserved for the Great Turdo Dynasty’s Imperial Family.

"Marshall Tyler, I never expected that your strength had advanced to such an extent... even Matteo may not be your match today."

The emperor of the Great Turdo Dynasty praised Marshall Tyler with a smile, sparing no words of admiration.

"Your Majesty overpraises."

Marshall Tyler replied modestly.

The one seated on the side, Matteo Buckingham, looked sulkier than ever.

His father’s words were like sharp needles piercing his heart, igniting his anger...

He was inferior to Marshall Tyler?

"Marshall Tyler, I will soon prove to the Emperor that... you are helpless in front of me!"

Matteo looked at Marshall Tyler, speaking sharply with Origin Force manipulation.

Marshall Tyler glanced at Matteo and replied with restrained fury, abandoning his previous modesty, "Matteo, though I don’t know why you target me... I would like to let you know that if we ever fight, I won’t hold back."

"Hmm? You think you can beat me if you don’t hold back?"

Matteo mocked him through Origin Force manipulated speech.

However, this time, Marshall Tyler didn’t respond to Matteo anymore but instead turned to an old man in a black robe, "Master, your humble disciple has not let you down."

"Good... good."

The old man was very satisfied with Marshall Tyler’s performance and beckoned him to sit down.

"Brother, congratulations."

Sophie, filled with excitement, congratulated Marshall Tyler. Her beautiful face lit up, attracting everyone’s attention.

Marshall Tyler nodded and smiled. The way he looked at Sophie was filled with affection.

"Now then, is there anyone else who still wants to challenge a young prodigy of the ninth order of Enter Void Realm?"

In the sky above the prison fight arena, one of the two old men hosting the Dynasty’s martial competition announced, his voice spreading throughout the arena.

Instantly, aside from Winnie Romero who was still meditating, the remaining eleven young prodigies of the seventh and eighth orders of Enter Void Realm zipped their mouths shut.

Are you kidding me!

At this point, who would dare to challenge?

Nick Nicholson and Ulysses Fenning, arguably the most outstanding among them, were both killed because they did not accept defeat, and by the two seemingly weakest young prodigies of the ninth order of Enter Void Realm.

They did not doubt for a second that if any of them still dared to provoke those ninth-order young prodigies, they would undoubtedly meet the same fate as Nick Nicholson and Ulysses Fenning.

"What a pity... with Ulysses Fenning’s strength, he was completely capable of being eligible to participate in the ’Decade’s Martial Competition.’"

"Not just Ulysses Fenning, even if Nick Nicholson hadn’t died, he could’ve gotten a place in the ’Decade’s Martial Competition.’"

"They destroyed their own futures."

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