Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 878 The Second Demand

Chapter 878: Chapter 878 The Second Demand

"The first demand: you, cripple your own cultivation!"

As soon as Brady Yellow spoke, it was like a thunderclap, causing the faces of everyone present except Wyatt Barnes to change.

They had never imagined that Brady Yellow would make such an absurd demand.

Asking a Niklaus Woodson elder to cripple his cultivation, wasn’t this a joke?

"What, you’re unwilling?"

Watching Gide Ho’s face drastically change, Wyatt couldn’t help but sneer, "Don’t forget, just now Brady and I were almost killed by you... Now, we aren’t even asking for your life, just your cultivation, which is already very merciful of us."

Hearing Wyatt’s words, the surrounding disciples of Niklaus Woodson were left speechless.

This could be called merciful?

Gide Ho, a Niklaus Woodson elder, a presence at the sixth level of the Transforming Void Realm.

His cultivation was the result of training and accumulating over most of his lifetime.

Once crippled, one could imagine, he would rather be dead than alive!

"Wyatt, don’t be too excessive!"

Having remained silent all this while, Santos Locke finally couldn’t help but shout.

"Santos Locke, shut your mouth! Now is not your turn to speak! Believe it or not, if you dare to waste another word, Brady and I will immediately leave Niklaus Woodson!"

Wyatt coldly glanced at Santos Locke and said sternly.

"What Wyatt means, is what I mean too,"

Brady Yellow chimed in.

"You impudent fool, shut up!"

Gide Ho’s face darkened, and he shouted, "If you dare say another word... today, I as your master, will end you personally!"

Santos Locke’s face turned ugly, but he also dared not speak any further.

He knew his master’s temper all too well, who definitely would do as he said.

"Young fellows."

Ableton Sun looked at Wyatt Barnes and Brady Yellow, frowning, "Can’t you make another demand? Elder Ho, after all, is a pillar of Niklaus Woodson, you..."

"Elder Sun, Brady and I don’t specifically insist on him crippling his own cultivation..."

Wyatt unceremoniously interrupted Ableton Sun’s words and said indifferently.

"That’s good."

Ableton Sun wasn’t angered by Wyatt’s interruption but instead heaved a sigh of relief.

"But if he doesn’t meet this demand, we will leave Niklaus Woodson immediately!"

Wyatt continued the words he hadn’t finished saying.

At once, Ableton Sun’s face drastically changed.

He had never thought that Wyatt Barnes and Brady Yellow would be so stubborn, and from their words, it seemed they absolutely wanted to cripple Gide Ho’s cultivation before they would give up.

However, after a second thought, he realized why.

According to what Wyatt had said earlier, they had almost died at Gide Ho’s hands.

Putting oneself in their shoes, such a demand couldn’t be considered excessive.

The thoughts of Ableton Sun were exactly what the surrounding disciples of Niklaus Woodson were thinking.

After being shocked by the demand made by Brady Yellow, they recalled the events that had occurred earlier and couldn’t help but feel relieved.

If they were in Brady Yellow’s place, they too would make the same decision.

"Brady, it seems Elder Ho still hasn’t made up his mind... Let’s go."

Wyatt glanced at Gide Ho, whose face was constantly changing, shook his head, and called out to Brady Yellow, preparing to leave.

"Wait!"

Just as Wyatt Barnes and Brady Yellow were about to leave, Gide Ho finally spoke up, his whole demeanor appearing to age a dozen years instantly.

"The events of today, ultimately, although brought about by this impudent disciple of mine, I myself am not without blame... Therefore, I once again apologize to you."

Gide Ho once again bowed towards Wyatt Barnes and Brady Yellow, but the latter only looked at him coldly.

Boom!

Just then, Gide Ho acted, lightning-fast, his hand striking where his core was located.

Whoosh!

The next moment, a vast, nearly liquefied Origin Force poured out from Gide Ho’s core, instantly merging into the void, disappearing without a trace.

As for Gide Ho himself, his face ashen, his body fell downwards.

Without his cultivation, he no longer had the ability to fly.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that most of those present hadn’t even had time to react.

"Sigh."

Ableton Sun let out a sigh, and with a raise of his hand, an invisible force swept out, lifting the crippled Gide Ho, preventing him from falling to his death.

"You, take Elder Ho down to rest."

Ableton Sun looked at a Niklaus Woodson disciple.

"Yes, Elder Sun."

The addressed Niklaus Woodson disciple respectfully complied, helping Gide Ho to leave.

At this moment, including Wyatt Barnes and Brady Yellow, everyone regained their senses, but shock was written all over their faces, evidently none had expected Gide Ho to actually go through with it.

"This Gide Ho, indeed dares to act... A cultivation of ’sixth level of the Transforming Void Realm,’ disposed just like that, without any hesitation! I must admit, he is a qualified Niklaus Woodson elder."

Wyatt’s eyes lost their hatred, replaced by admiration.

A Transforming Void Realm sixth-level martial artist was willing to cripple his own cultivation for the future of Niklaus Woodson...

Just this alone had earned him Wyatt’s respect.

"It’s just a pity, he had poor judgment in choosing a selfish disciple, which ruined his entire life."

Brady Yellow’s eyes flashed as he spoke slowly.

"Master!"

Just then, Santos Locke, standing in the distance, cried out in sorrow and immediately moved, swiftly chasing in the direction Gide Ho had left.

"Trying to leave?"

As soon as Santos Locke started to move, Brady Yellow, who had been watching him, followed in pursuit. With Brady’s strength, he caught up with Santos Locke in an instant and stopped him.

Seeing Brady Yellow appear before him, Santos Locke’s expression darkened, and he then looked at Ableton Sun, "Elder Sun, my master is old, and now his cultivation has been crippled... I want to go take care of him."

At this point, Santos Locke played the ’emotional card’.

He knew clearly that after his master had crippled his own cultivation to satisfy the first demand Brady Yellow made, Brady would definitely make a second demand.

The second demand, he didn’t even need to think about it, he could guess it was related to him.

Therefore, he only wanted to leave this place of conflict as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, he had just moved when he was stopped by Brady Yellow.

"Hmph!"

Hearing Santos Locke’s words, Ableton Sun snorted coldly, his wise eyes stared at Santos Locke as if piercing through everything, "Don’t think I don’t know what’s on your mind... A selfish person like you, how could you truly care about Elder Ho."

"Little fellow, what’s your second demand?"

Ableton Sun glanced at Brady Yellow, then turned his gaze to Wyatt Barnes.

"Wyatt, you say it," Brady Yellow said to Wyatt with a sly laugh.

At the same time, his eyes locked tightly on Santos Locke, like a hunter eyeing his prey.

"Our second demand is simple... This Santos Locke can choose anyone between us to engage in a ’Life and Death Battle’! If he can last three breaths, we won’t hold past grievances and will stay in Niklaus Woodson."

"Even if he is killed by the person he selects from us within three breaths, we will still stay in Niklaus Woodson and represent it in the ’Battle of the Five Peaks’ to fight for Niklaus Woodson’s glory!"

Wyatt’s words rang out clearly and forcefully.

Wow!

Wyatt’s words, like a stone causing a thousand ripples, made a group of Niklaus Woodson disciples gasp in astonishment.

"Three breaths? Are they underestimating Santos Locke?"

"If Santos Locke fought Brady Yellow, he might not last three breaths. But now, letting Santos Locke pick anyone among them for a ’Life and Death Battle’... the variables have increased."

"If Santos Locke chooses Wyatt, he might just make it past three breaths."

...

For a time, the majority of Niklaus Woodson disciples thought Wyatt and Brady Yellow were intentionally giving Santos Locke a chance.

Only Ableton Sun, Briggs Colby, and Noel Walton, who were aware of Wyatt’s strength, understood.

Wyatt’s strength far exceeded Brady Yellow’s, and to kill Santos Locke, he might not even need a single breath.

"Okay! I accept your demand," Santos Locke’s expression changed rapidly, and he finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Elder Sun, please witness the agreement between them," Santos Locke looked at Ableton Sun, his tone suggesting he was fearful that Wyatt and Brady might go back on their word.

"You choose any one of them for the ’Life and Death Battle’... Just last three breaths, and I assure you safety!" Ableton Sun responded without refusal.

Of course, he knew his words were redundant, as Santos Locke couldn’t possibly last three breaths against Wyatt or Brady.

The wind gently blew, carrying with it a hint of chilliness.

In the sky above, a group of onlooking Niklaus Woodson disciples watched Santos Locke unblinkingly.

Though they were mentally prepared and guessed Santos Locke would surely choose Wyatt, they were still somewhat expectant when Santos Locke made his choice.

"Wyatt Barnes!"

As the majority of Niklaus Woodson disciples thought, Santos Locke’s gaze locked onto Wyatt, seeing him as the ’easier target’.

Seeing Santos Locke choose Wyatt, Brady Yellow’s face revealed a smile of successful scheming, "This Santos Locke dares to challenge Wyatt... truly seeking his own death!"

The current Brady Yellow seemed to have completely forgotten that even if Santos Locke didn’t choose Wyatt but had chosen him, he still wouldn’t escape death.

In a moment, surrounded by a group of Niklaus Woodson disciples, the two stood facing each other.

Wyatt Barnes, Santos Locke.

Santos Locke stood in mid-air and immediately took out his spiritual weapon, a third-grade spirit sword rotating with shimmering lights, seemingly seeking a sense of security.

Now, as he stared at Wyatt, his breathing became rapid, his forehead began to sweat coldly, and he was extremely nervous.

On the other hand, Wyatt stood there quietly, unmovable as a mountain.

From beginning to end, he hadn’t really looked at Santos Locke, his distracted gaze making it less like a ’Life and Death Battle’ and more as if he were daydreaming.

Humiliation!

Blatant humiliation!

Wyatt’s attitude made Santos Locke’s anger surge, and he gripped the hilt of his third-grade spirit sword tighter, ready to strike at any moment.

"Today, Niklaus Woodson disciple Wyatt Barnes and Santos Locke are engaged in a ’Life and Death Battle’... Should either person die, the Sect will not hold the survivor accountable! All Niklaus Woodson disciples present are witnesses."

Ableton Sun’s voice boomed like a bell, spreading around, "Begin!"