Chapter 678: Chapter 678: Mr. Zither ’Marshall Tyler
Without realizing it, the ’Prison Duel Arena’ of the capital city of the Great Turdo Dynasty appeared once again in front of Wyatt Barnes.
The Prison Duel Arena today was undoubtedly much more lively than yesterday.
In addition to the ’lower-class spectatorstand’ being already filled with people, the ’middle-class spectator stand’ was also filled, and even half of the nine ’upper-class spectator stands’ were filled with quite a few people.
However, the spectator stand where Taoi Roro and others sat yesterday was now empty.
Soon, Wyatt Barnes joined the Roro Clan and descended among them.
At this point, at the reminder of Elder Kane, Wyatt Barnes realized that this ’upper-class spectator stand’ was exclusively reserved for the Roro Clan by the Great Turdo Dynasty imperial family.
"Elder Brother Ling Tian, I’m going ahead."
Brian Graham greeted Wyatt Barnes and then went with the mbers of the Graham Clan to another ’upper-class spectator stand’, taking their luxurious seats.
However, half of the seats in that stand were already occupied.
Those people did not seem to be from the Graham Clan.
"Elder Kane, does the Graham Clan not have an exclusive upper-class spectator stand?"
Wyatt Barnes curiously asked Elder Kane.
Elder Kane shook his head, "Only our Roro Clan and the Imperial family have a dedicated upper-class spectator stand...The Graham family, despite being a first-class power, doesn’t have one, even though their high-ranking mbers are eligible to ascend the ’upper-class spectator stand’."
Wyatt Barnes suddenly understood.
"As for those with special status in the Great Turdo Dynasty, like ’Rank 4 Artifact Refiner’, ’Rank 4 Alchemist’ and so on, they also do not have exclusive seats here. However, as long as they co here, everyone would enthusiastically welco them to sit next to them."
Elder Kane continued.
Wyatt Barnes was not surprised at this point.
Whether it’s a ’Rank 4 Artifact Refiner’ or a ’Rank 4 Alchemist’, they are extrely rare existence within the Great Turdo Dynasty. Many people usually seek them out for refining and alchemy.
Any powers would spare no effort to curry favor with such existences.
"Uncle Roro, Elder Kane, Winnie... I’m going down."
Wyatt Barnes looked down and saw a group of people from the Black Stone Empire sitting on yesterday’s middle-class spectator stand, and then greeted the three.
"Hmm."
The three nodded lightly.
"Clan Chief Roro, I shall take my leave."
Then, Wyatt Barnes nodded to Sebastian Roro before taking flight and leaving the upper-class spectator stand, heading towards the middle-class speculator stand.
In a mont, Wyatt Barnes landed in front of Prince Yakim and a group of distinguished youths from the Black Stone Empire.
"Prince Yakim."
After greeting Prince Yakim, Wyatt Barnes sat next to Walter Simmons.
"Mr. Zither?"
Just as Wyatt Barnes sat down, he heard a cry of surprise coming from the side.
The person who shouted was the Young Master Blade ’Kase Dragonsmith’, who hails from the sa Royal Country as Wyatt Barnes.
Mr. Zither?
Wyatt Barnes was startled and looked at Kase Dragonsmith with so confusion.
That’s when he noticed that Kase Dragonsmith was looking up into the distance as if he was about to see sothing incredibly terrifying.
Wyatt Barnes followed Kase Dragonsmith’s gaze and took a look.
Off in the distance, there were three figures appearing in front of Wyatt Barnes.
The leader was an elderly man.
The elderly man was dressed in black, with his gaunt face looking calm, his murky eyes devoid of any shine.
Even though this black-clothed old man looked like an ordinary old man, Wyatt Barnes didn’t dare to underestimate him.
People like him often turned out to be the most terrifying.
"Today, this Prison Duel Arena is teeming with strong people, and quite a few powerful ’Inscriptionists’ might be here.... I better not carelessly use my ntal power. But, if I could, I would be able to directly use my ntal power to detect this old man’s cultivation."
Wyatt Barnes was quite confident about his ntal power.
"The person Kase Dragonsmith is looking at isn’t him."
Then, Wyatt Barnes slightly shifted his gaze to the left, where Kase Dragonsmith was looking.
A young man in white was following closely behind the elderly man with an indifferent look on his face.
"Mr. Zither... Mr. Zither?"
Looking at the young man in white, Wyatt Barnes was taken aback.
He was not a stranger to Mr. Zither ’Marshall Tyler’.
Years ago, when the Seven Stars Sword Clan was still standing, and he was still a mber of the Seven Stars Sword Clan.
This Mr Zither had descended upon the Seven Star Sword Clan, he coveted his fiancee ’Keer’ and wanted to marry her, causing a significant conflict between them.
At their first eting, he set up a ’two-year contract’ with Mr. Zither.
Two years later, Wyatt Barnes confronted Mr. Zither directly.
At that ti, in terms of cultivation, Wyatt Barnes was far inferior to Mr. Zither, but because his ntal power was stronger and he mastered the Soul Technique ’Realm of Illusion’, he easily toyed with Mr. Zither.
The previous scene on the ’Heavenly Pivot Peak’ of the Seven Stars Sword Clan was still fresh in Wyatt Barnes’ mind.
At that ti, Mr. Zither was powerless in the face of his Soul Technique ’Realm of Illusion’ and was ultimately forced to flee in a humiliated state.
But when he escaped at that ti, Mr.Zither had harshly declared his intentions to take revenge on him in the future.
At that ti, Wyatt Barnes didn’t take Mr. Zither’s harsh words seriously.
As ti passed and his strength rapidly grew step-by-step, the previous threat of Mr. Zither had been thrown at the back of his mind, dismissed without further concern.
In his perspective.
With his current level of cultivation, he was confident that Mr. Zither posed no threat to him, having been far outpaced.
Even now, upon seeing Mr. Zither, he maintained such belief.
Yet seeing Mr Zither here, he couldn’t help but be surprised, "Could it be that Mr. Zither ’Marshall Tyler’ has co to participate in the Imperial Martial Competition?"
While Wyatt Barnes was surprised, he glanced over at the figure standing behind the elder on his right.
The figure was delicately graceful, the owner of the figure was a woman of breathtaking beauty. She stood behind the elder, with Mr. Zither positioned on either side, like a pair of golden and jade statues.
Although Wyatt Barnes didn’t like Mr. Zither’s character, he had to admit, the man was indeed handso.
"Fairy Sinclair? Why is she here?"
This woman, Wyatt Barnes was not unfamiliar with, it was Fairy Sinclair ’Sophie Tyler’ who he had previously t in the Imperial City of Green Forest and the younger sister of Mr.Zither ’Marshall Tyler’.
"What a beautiful woman!"
"Yes... in our Great Turdo Dynasty, is there any woman who can match her in appearance?"
"She’s too beautiful!"
......
Not many people were close to the battling arena at this ti, but the siblings Mr. Zither and Fairy Sinclair along with the old man in black, due to the presence of Fairy Sinclair ’Sophie Tyler’, caught the attention of many.
Many people looked at Sophie, their words filled with nothing but admiration.
Of course, so people disagreed.
"Humph! Who said there were no won in our Great Turdo Dynasty who could match her? Have your eyes gone blind? Look at the Roro Clan in that superior spectator stand... Taoi’s daughter is not in the slightest bit inferior!"
A young prodigy from a certain power of the Dynasty sneered from the middle-class spectator stands.
His words made a group of people look over imdiately.
With just one glance, they were dumbfounded.
"So that’s Taoi’s daughter, who’s been widely talked about lately? How beautiful! It’s like a fairy has descended to earth."
"In terms of looks, Taoi’s daughter definitely is on par with that woman...but in terms of temperant, she far surpasses her!"
"Of course! She is Taoi’s daughter after all."
......
All of a sudden, the focus of most people in the arena shifted towards ’Winnie Roro’ of the Roro Clan.
Wyatt Barnes also overheard these discussions.
And he agreed wholeheartedly.
After all, Winnie Roro and Sophie Tyler were born in different environnts, they were not on the sa level, so their temperants naturally contrasted greatly.
"Huh?"
In the far-off sky, the usually quiet Mr. Zither ’Marshall Tyler’, who was following his master, suddenly sensed a gaze directed upon him.
Following the gaze, he was taken aback upon seeing the source of it.
"Young Master Blade?"
Young Master Blade ’Kase Dragonsmith’ was a well-known figure who was once ranked among the top five nobles of Green Forest, he naturally recognized him.
What surprised him, however, was that Kase Dragonsmith had appeared here, moreover on the middle-class spectator stands, "Could it be that this Dragonsmith is here to participate in the ’Imperial Martial Competition’?"
This filled Marshall Tyler with surprise.
In his eyes.
His ability to appear here today, having the qualifications to compete against nurous young prodigies of the Turdo Dynasty in the ’Imperial Martial Competition’, was mainly due to his master and a series of fortuitous encounters.
Of course, if traced back, it all ca down to his master’s efforts.
If not for his master, he would never have co to Turdo Dynasty and would not have had such an excellent environnt for cultivation.
Without coming to the Turdo Dynasty, he wouldn’t have had that series of lucky encounters.
It was this set of experiences that led to his current achievents.
"Wyatt Barnes!"
Suddenly, a surprised exclamation reached Marshall Tyler’s ears.
Lost in reminiscing his experiences over the past few years, Marshall was first stunned upon hearing his sister’s exclamation, then his expression changed swiftly.
Wyatt Barnes?
This na was obviously not unfamiliar to him.
Over the past few years, there were countless tis when he wished he could kill Wyatt Barnes in his dreams to wash away the humiliation of the past.
"Sophie, where is Wyatt Barnes?"
Marshall quickly turned his head to look at his sister, asking in an agitated manner.
"Over there."
Sophie knew her brother’s thoughts well and quickly signaled to a distance.
Following her direction, Marshall Tyler saw the sight of a man dressed in purple clothes, sitting not too far away from Dragonsmith... If only he hadn’t been so focused on Dragonsmith, he would’ve noticed him earlier.
The young man in purple in the distance looked slightly different than a few years ago, but he imdiately recognized him.
"Wyatt Barnes!"
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