Legend of Wyatt

No one expected Strength Garcia to dare to make a move in the Lee Family's great hall.

Moreover, the moment he made a move, he unleashed all of his Body Tempering Realm ninefold strength. It was clear that he intended to kill the young boy on the spot!

Strength Garcia was incredibly swift and arrived before the young boy in an instant.

The moment he slapped out, the young boy's body stiffened and he made a quick retreat with a shake of his legs!

Nevertheless, the residual force still swept the young boy off his feet, smashing him into the wall and making him cough up a mouthful of clotted blood...

The young boy's face was pale and he was shaking, forcing himself to a stop.

Clenching his fists, he trembled with rage, his nails digging into his palms, yet he did not seem to feel any pain...

A pair of sharp eyes burst with bloodthirsty murderous intentions!

Strength Garcia's body shook, and he prepared to strike again, having missed his first blow!

"How audacious!"

Seeing this, Jeremy Lee, the head of the Lee Family, stood up vehemently, shouting in disapproval!

"You're asking for death!"

Sixth Elder Bellamy Lee's Origin Force surged beneath his feet and he shot towards Strength Garcia like a bolt of lightning.

He punched out, harnessing the power of nature, conjuring the visages of four ancient elephants...

A punch containing the power of four ancient elephants. If it landed on Strength Garcia, he would either die or be crippled!

In the nick of time, Justice Garcia, the head of the Garcia Clan stepped in.

He moved swiftly, avoiding Bellamy Lee's punch and protected Strength Garcia.

Justice Garcia's speed was double that of Bellamy's!

Just then, the image of eight ancient elephants flickered above Justice Garcia's head...

Power of the eight ancient elephants!

"Are you okay?"

Bellamy Lee casted a cold glance at Justice Garcia, came over to the young boy, and asked.

"I'm fine, thank you, Sixth Elder."

The young boy shook his head, keeping his silence despite his injuries.

For him, expressing pain is a sign of weakness.

"Justice Garcia!"

Jeremy Lee shouted out in anger, the sound echoed like rolling thunder.

The whole great hall seemed to tremble.

"This matter between Wyatt Barnes and your Garcia Clan, my Lee Family will investigate it! But now that someone from your Garcia Clan has dared to injure a member of the Lee Family within our own grounds, it is clear you have no regard for my Lee Family. I demand an explanation from you, Justice Garcia!"

Jeremy Lee was utterly enraged now. Wyatt Barnes was a treasure of the Lee Family.

If something happened to Wyatt, aside from the Ninth Elder not letting the matter rest, their chances of surpassing the Garcia Clan would be ruined!

"Chairman Lee, I beg your forgiveness. My Garcia Clan's steward, Strength Garcia's only son, was crippled by Wyatt Barnes, leaving him bedridden for the rest of his life. It's understandable that he took action against Wyatt. There was no intent to offend Lee Family... Now that Wyatt is unharmed, can we just let bygones be bygones?"

Surprisingly, Justice Garcia calmly glossed over the recent event.

"Justice Garcia!"

Jeremy Lee's face darkened.

But before he could speak further, the young boy who had taken a few steps forward, cut him off.

"Chairman, I want to settle this matter myself."

Having said this, without waiting for Jeremy's response, the bloodthirsty gaze of the young boy settled on the steward of the Garcia Clan, Strength Garcia.

Like an Asura emerging from Hell, the chilling murder in his eyes sent chills running down every spine...

"Strength Garcia, huh? In three months, I will come to the Garcia Clan and claim your life!"

After saying this, the young boy turned around and proceeded to leave.

"Good! I will wait for you to come in three months. At that time, I will personally kill you and take revenge for my son!"

Strength Garcia, who originally lost hope in avenging his son, was now glistening with excitement upon hearing the young boy's words.

"We'll see if you're capable then."

The young boy didn't turn his head, laughed coldly, and stepped out, leaving the Lee Family's great hall.

Leaving only an imposing silhouette behind.

In his previous life, Wyatt reigned supreme and was unmatched, living life on his terms!

In this life, a mere steward of the Garcia Clan dares to threaten his life?

Three months later, he will defiantly walk into the Garcia Clan, blood will splatter, and today's humiliation would be avenged...

Only bloodshed can calm the rage burning in his heart!

"Chairman Lee, you indeed have a strong young warrior in your Lee Family... It's rare to see such spirit in someone as young as Wyatt Barnes. Since he and Strength Garcia have agreed to a life and death duel, further pursuit of this matter is pointless. Three months from now, my Garcia Clan will eagerly await his arrival!"

Justice Garcia, looking at Jeremy Lee, laughed heartily.

Having said that, Justice Garcia, taking no notice of the increasingly stern-faced Jeremy Lee, left with Strength Garcia.

"Chairman, Wyatt Barnes is too impulsive!"

Sixth Elder Bellamy Lee furrowed his brow, looking very worried.

His concern isn't for Wyatt's welfare, but rather his son might not be able to use the 'Six-Treasure Body Tempering Liquid' if something were to happen to Wyatt.

He had seen the rapid progress his son had made over the past few days. The Six-Treasure Body Tempering Liquid was nothing short of divine!

Jeremy Lee's eyes held a complicated look.

The murderous intent that rose from Wyatt just now made even him feel oppressed.

He couldn't understand why Wyatt, who had never killed anyone, would harbor such murderous intent...

In his opinion, only a warrior who'd fought and killed countless battles would possess such terrifying murderous intent.

"Since he's made up his mind, we can only trust him and hope he'll yet again pull off a miracle… Sixth Elder, I want to know what's going on between Wyatt Barnes and the Garcia Clan. Could you look into it for me?"

The mystery surrounding Wyatt Barnes kindled a spark of hope in Jeremy Lee's heart.

"Yes, Clan Leader."

Bellamy Lee retreated, his face showing an extreme distress.

While it was miraculous that Wyatt Barnes had defeated Hamza Lee,

Hamza Lee was still just in the fourth level of Body Tempering Realm, while Strength Garcia, was a martial artist of the ninth level of Body Tempering Realm— the difference was like night and day.

For a boy in the third level of the Body Tempering Realm to aspire to defeat someone at the ninth level in just three months later, that seemed to him an utterly far-fetched tale.

With each level of the Body Tempering Realm, the difficulty of advancing increased exponentially.

Wyatt Barnes was enduring the pain, taking heavy, laborious steps, moving slowly towards home.

His pride wouldn't allow him to show any weakness in public.

It wasn't until he had returned to his courtyard that he broke into fits of coughing, vomiting mouthfuls of congested blood, which stained the ground red.

"Young Master, what's happened to you?"

The young girl who was washing vegetables in the courtyard turned as pale as death when she saw this.

She dropped what she was doing to help Wyatt Barnes into his room, her tear-filled eyes gleaming like autumn water.

"Young Master, don't scare Keer, please don't scare Keer..."

She broke into tears.

"You foolish girl, it's nothing more than a minor injury. I'll be fine with some rest."

Wyatt Barnes wiped away the girl's tears and forced a smile.

An hour later, Christina Lee, who had just returned from the town market, entered the courtyard.

Seeing the blood all around her, her face instantly changed.

"Wyatt, who did this to you?"

Christina Lee rushed into Wyatt Barnes's room, her voice cold as ice.

"Mother, I'm okay... moreover, I've already told the Clan Leader about this. I'll handle it myself. Mother, trust me!"

After being cared for by Keer and having taken a Ninth Rank Golden Elixir brought by the Clan Leader himself, Wyatt Barnes had recovered considerably and forced a smile.

"Was it Justice Garcia?"

Christina Lee asked in a low voice.

"No, it was the Garcia Clan's steward, 'Strength Garcia'. Mother, he won't enjoy much more life. In three months, he'll meet his end!"

By the time he finished speaking, a determined light flashed in Wyatt Barnes's eyes.

Soon after, the effect of the Ninth Rank Golden Elixir took over, and Wyatt Barnes fell into a deep sleep.

"Keer, take good care of Wyatt for me."

Once she had checked that her son was not in a serious condition, Christina Lee breathed a sigh of relief. She spoke to Keer and then immediately left the courtyard.

To visit the Clan Leader, Jeremy Lee.

From him, she learned the whole story and finally understood what her son's words meant.

She took a deep breath. Although her eyes revealed a chilling murderous intent, she thought of her son's steadfast determination and forced herself to hold back.

She had made up her mind. If her son was defeated by Strength Garcia in three months, even if it meant provoking the Garcia Clan, she would intervene and kill Strength Garcia herself!

For her son, she would risk everything…

Even her own life!

The peaceful town was suddenly thrown into chaos with the news intentionally leaked by the Garcia Clan…

"Hey! Have you heard? They say a non-blood member of the Lee Family publicly challenged the Garcia Clan's steward, 'Strength Garcia', to a battle to the death in three months!"

"Yes, I heard it too. That non-blood member's name is 'Wyatt Barnes'. He's the son of the Garcia Clan's Ninth Elder. A month ago, he had a conflict with the Garcia Clan's young master Jackie Garcia over a young girl who sold herself to bury her mother. He even crippled one of Jackie Garcia's best men!"

"Rumor has it, the guy crippled by Wyatt Barnes is the only son of the Garcia Clan's steward!"

"I remember now. A month ago, Jackie Garcia was indeed humiliated by a young man. I was present. That young man was Wyatt Barnes? Looking at him, he's probably not even sixteen yet…"

"Are you kidding me? Not even sixteen, and he dares to challenge the Garcia Clan's steward to a fight to the death? Has he lost his mind? Here in Clear Wind Town, who doesn't know that the Garcia Clan's steward, Strength Garcia, is a martial artist of the ninth level of the Body Tempering Realm."

"Youthful folly, sheer youthful folly!"

…

All over Clear Wind Town, similar comments circulated.

Everyone thought that Wyatt Barnes was courting death.

The Lee Family's mansion.

Beneath Clan Leader Jeremy Lee in the grand hall, all the Lee Clan elders gathered together.

Even Mark Lee, the Seventh Elder who had been in seclusion for many days, attended.

These Lee Elders have all heard the rumors circulating around Clear Wind Town.

They were anxious.

If Wyatt Barnes was injured in three months, wouldn't their children be without any Body Firming Essence?

"Clan Leader!"

"Clan Leader!"

…

Other than Grand Elder Kayson Lee, Seventh Elder Mark Lee, and Ninth Elder Christina Lee, all the other elders wore anxious expressions as they turned to Jeremy Lee.

Jeremy Lee raised his hand to silence them from saying anything more.

"I understand the concerns of the elders but since this matter has already been set in stone and spread by the Garcia Clan, if we were to back down, what face would the Lee Family have left? Therefore, we can only trust Wyatt Barnes. After discussing with the Grand Elder, we have decided to pour all our resources of the Lee Family into helping Wyatt Barnes for the next three months. Do any of you elders oppose this?"

At this moment, all the Elders of the Lee Family could just sigh and shake their heads. The die was cast; they had no other options.

Although, it seemed as if they were trying to achieve the impossible…

After the Lee Family's high-ranking members dispersed.

Seventh Elder Mark Lee walked home with a cold smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Hamza, soon someone would be helping you to seek revenge… This Wyatt Barnes, who dares to challenge the ninth realm of the Body Tempering Realm Strength Garcia to a battle to the death, is simply on a road to self-destruction!"