Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 71: Wyatt Barnes Enters the Stage

Chapter 71: Chapter 71: Wyatt Barnes Enters the Stage

The people present finally realized something.

This Westyn Morgan had been hiding his true strength during the previous fight.

He was not a martial artist of the first level of the Condensed Pill Realm...

Instead, he was the fourth person of the second layer of the Condensed Pill Realm present apart from Remi Sinclair, Amos Lynch, and Rayan Lee!

"Second layer of the Condensed Pill Realm!"

Rayan Lee’s pupils contracted, shaken by the sudden change in Westyn Morgan.

Wild Ox Fist!

The punch that Westyn Morgan put his full force into was even more packed with Origin Force, carrying the force of a thousand catties, aiming straight for Rayan Lee.

Dark Nether Finger!

Origin Force wrapped around Rayan Lee’s right index finger, forming a strange Origin Force vortex. As he pointed outwards, it seemed as if all the power was concentrated on this single finger.

This finger pointed directly at Westyn Morgan’s fist.

Suddenly, Westyn Morgan’s face hardened, his body retreating, stirring up a chilling gust of wind.

"As expected of the profound high level martial art of the Lee family, the Dark Nether Finger, your comprehension is quite impressive... However, just the Great Success stage of the Dark Nether Finger, I’m afraid, is still not enough to beat me!"

The light in Westyn Morgan’s eyes flickered, he spoke calmly.

"You’re shameless!"

Rayan Lee shouted angrily, his figure moving like a gust of wind, blowing towards Westyn Morgan.

At this point, Westyn Morgan turned to the other side.

"He’s going for a weapon!"

For a moment, many people realized what Westyn Morgan was planning.

Westyn Morgan was heading towards the weapon rack.

"Hmph!"

Seeing this, Rayan Lee did not pursue him, but instead stood still.

To him, even if he won in the pursuit, it would be a dishonorable victory. He disdained to do so.

What he wanted was to defeat his opponent face to face!

Only in this way could he trample the dignity of the other, win the admiring eyes of the onlookers, and satisfy his proud heart.

"Hoo!"

Westyn Morgan raised his hand and took a weapon from the weapon rack.

A black iron stick!

Rayan Lee made a move.

Dragon Wandering Step!

Heading straight for Westyn Morgan, he transformed into a fast-moving dragon causing a windstorm.

"Nice timing!"

Westyn Morgan gave an explosive shout, the black iron stick in his hand shook, trembling slightly.

Thousand Shadows Stick!

In an instant, the black iron stick shook and swung out from Westyn Morgan’s hand, a series of stick shadows falling down, smashing towards the approaching Rayan Lee, extremely forcefully.

"Is that all you’ve got?"

In a hurry, Rayan Lee shook his legs and dodged the black iron stick, pointing outwards to break through the sky, aimed straight at Westyn Morgan.

Dark Nether Finger!

A finger containing an Origin Force vortex, if this pointed at Westyn Morgan, the consequence was obvious.

"Don’t get ahead of yourself."

Westyn Morgan chuckled.

A bad premonition rose in Rayan Lee’s heart.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind came from behind.

Rayan Lee’s face changed dramatically, he quickly withdrew the Dark Nether Finger and flexed his feet.

Dragon Wandering Step!

Not only that, but his defensive martial arts technique was also running at the same time.

Golden Bell Cover!

Bang!

The black iron stick launched a powerful attack, smashing Rayan Lee’s external energy defenses, landing on Rayan Lee’s back, and blew him away with one stick.

Boom!

Rayan Lee lost his balance, fell clumsily on the ground, his back towards the sky, his face towards the ground, eating a mouthful of dust.

"The completed stage of profound middle level defensive martial art, Golden Bell Cover of the Lee family, certainly couldn’t withstand my Thousand Shadows Stick. However, it is fortunate that you exhibited the Golden Bell Cover in time and offset a large part of the Thousand Shadows Stick’s force. Otherwise, this stick alone could shatter your spine!"

Westyn Morgan looked at Rayan Lee and spoke calmly.

"By the way, remember, don’t casually call people bumpkins... Now, people think that you are worse than a bumpkin."

Casually throwing the black iron stick back to the weapon rack, Westyn Morgan once again glanced at Rayan Lee who had already stood up.

Soon, the sharp look in Westyn Morgan’s eyes faded as the seriousness on his face returned to a naive expression...

If not for everyone witnessing his decisiveness and cruelty earlier, they might have been deceived by his harmless appearance.

"You!"

Rayan Lee took a ninth-grade golden wound-healing pill and his injuries began to recover. Upon hearing Westyn Morgan’s words, he almost passed out from anger.

"I didn’t expect that Westyn Morgan’s strongest martial art is not the profound middle-level martial art, Wild Ox Fist, but rather the profound high-level martial art, Thousand Shadows Stick. It seems as if his Thousand Shadows Stick has reached the Great Success stage."

"Thousand Shadows Stick, I think that in our Aurora City, only the Lee family has it, right? Could it be that he has some relation with the Lee family?"

"Considering how rude he is to Rayan Lee, do you actually think he has something to do with the Lee family?"

"Oh right, how could I forget that?"

"This is satisfying, previously Rayan Lee was calling us bumpkins, but now he’s worse off than a bumpkin."

"Haha!"

...

The young geniuses of the minor clans looked at Rayan Lee, finally letting out a breath of relief.

Rayan Lee’s face became more and more unsightly.

It was gloomy to the point that it looked like it could drip.

"Westyn Morgan, don’t be so proud. I just got careless. If not, you may not have been able to beat me."

Rayan Lee looked at Westyn Morgan, his voice cold.

From his perspective,

his attacking martial arts were comparable to Westyn Morgan, and his body-moving martial arts were also equivalent.

The reason he lost was that he underestimated Westyn Morgan due to bias.

"Oh, do all the people of the Lee family like to behave in a bad manner? If this was a fight to the death earlier, I would have defeated you convincingly!"

Westyn Morgan laughed.

"That’s right, even if you were careless, it’s your own fault."

A young genius of a minor clan couldn’t help but speak up.

"Hmph! I will naturally respect the conclusions of the Hidden Dragon List... But after today, sooner or later, I will find an opportunity to fight you again and wash away today’s shame!"

Rayan Lee sneered coldly.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have wasted my energy... Damn it, I’m hungry again."

Westyn Morgan dashed back to the pavilion in two or three strides, picked up some snacks, and began to devour them, causing everyone else to shake their heads in disbelief.

Could it be that this Morgan is a reincarnation of a starving ghost?

"This Westyn Morgan is indeed interesting."

Wyatt Barnes chuckled and shook his head.

"You’ve got to tell me honestly, did you knew from the start that he’s a fighter at the second layer of the Condensed Pill Realm?"

Jovie Lee looked at Wyatt, her expression conveying a mix of insistence for honesty and a hard stance against denial.

"Jovie, you’re not even my wife yet and you’re already calling the shots... If you were my wife, I’d really be under your thumb."

Wyatt sighed, feeling a faint unease.

"Bite me!"

Jovie glared at Wyatt, her slender hand reached out and twisted Wyatt’s leg without any courtesy.

Wyatt’s face turned blue...

In the Pavilion at the very center of the Star-Viewing Terrace.

"Sinclair, did you knew about this Westyn Morgan from the start? Next time, tell me, so I won’t make a fool of myself."

Melody Sinclair spoke a little discontentedly.

"Melody, my intuition told me there was something special about him...However, I only learned that he’s at the second layer of the Condensed Pill Realm when he was fighting with Rayan."

Remi Sinclair shook his head.

"Wyatt Barnes!"

A voice rang out, breaking the brief tranquility of the Star-Viewing Terrace.

Ellis Lynch leaped out, his gaze on Wyatt.

Wyatt’s eyebrows flickered.

Under the crowd’s attention.

Wyatt leisurely walked out of the pavilion and slowly made his way over to Ellis.

Conveying a stark contrast to Ellis’ entrance.

"Body Tempering Realm is just that, even if the rumors are exaggerated, it doesn’t change the fact that he’s just a Body Tempering Realm fighter."

Some young talents from smaller clans looked at Wyatt with disdain.

Of course, their eyes revealed clear envy.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Wyatt’s mouth. He already knew why these people were targeting him.

Jovie, that little girl, she’s really causing trouble...

"Wyatt Barnes, rumor has it that with just the ninth level of the Condensed Pill Realm, you can exert the power of three ancient behemoths... Today, I want to see for myself."

Ellis looked at Wyatt, his eyes shimmering with a fighting spirit.

"Let’s see if you have the ability to force me to utilize the power of three ancient behemoths."

Wyatt replied with a smile.

Ellis did not respond further. His face was serious, and his body swept forward, exerting the power of two ancient behemoths!

Snow-Stepping Traceless!

Wyatt noticed.

Having advanced to the first level of the Condensed Pill Realm, Ellis, with his physical strength and Origin Force, was twice as fast as the last time they fought.

However, Ellis’ high-level Profound Snow-Stepping Traceless was still only at the semi-mastery level.

On the other hand, Wyatt’s technique had already broken through to the mastery level!

Spiritual Snake Body Method!

Wyatt too, made his move, restricting his strength to around nineteen thousand pounds, thus no second ancient behemoth shadow appeared.

In others’ eyes, it seemed he was only using the power of one ancient behemoth.

However, using strength that only exceeded Ellis’ by about a thousand pounds.

In terms of speed.

Wyatt’s mastery level Spiritual Snake Body Method had already completely trumped Ellis’ semi-mastery Snow-Stepping Traceless.

"Damn it! I give up."

After following Wyatt for a while, Ellis, who couldn’t keep up with Wyatt’s speed, couldn’t help but swear.

He knew about Wyatt’s method.

If he couldn’t catch up with him, the other party could easily defeat him.

Knowing the outcome, he decided not to stick to it anymore.

Continuing to persist would only make him lose more face...

"Wyatt Barnes, your technique seems to be an entire realm higher than my Snow-Stepping Traceless."

Ellis gave Wyatt, who had also stopped moving, a deep look.

"You have good eyes."

Wyatt grinned widely.

"This guy, the strength he used just now, was definitely close to two ancient behemoth forces..."

Something in Ellis’ heart clicked.

He realized that Wyatt was purposefully downplaying his strength.

"What technique is Wyatt using that even when employing the power of a single ancient behemoth, he is faster than Ellis who is employing the power of two ancient behemoths!"

"I’m not as fast as he."

"Neither am I."

...

The young talents from the smaller clans no longer dared to underestimate Wyatt.

"Is there anyone else wanting to challenge me?"

Since he had already taken center stage, Wyatt had no plans of stepping down immediately.

After all.

It was indeed very tiring to have to keep stepping in and out of the ring...

Rayan’s face was gloomy.

He wanted to duel with Wyatt, but his injuries would take some time to heal.

"Wyatt Barnes, don’t get too cocky."

Rayan took a deep breath, hardening his resolve.

"It’s my turn!"

A figure emerged from the distance, soaring through the air, and landed in front of Wyatt.

Amos Lynch!

"The old saying goes, brothers fight ferocious tigers together... Seems like you’re planning to imitate the ancients, Amos."

Wyatt smiled faintly.

Amos Lynch, the top young member of the Lynch family.

Ranked ninth in the last Hidden Dragon List.

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