The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor



Thankfully, Fane avoided it quickly, and no blood got on his body.

"Argh!" Ethan cried out in agony like a captured wild boar, frantically rolling around as though he had gone crazy. The sight caused the rowdy crowd to fall silent instantly.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking at the writhing, crying Ethan, not knowing what to say at that moment. Just from Ethan's cries, they could tell how much pain he was in.

Ethan must be feeling the pain down to his bone. Otherwise, a warrior would not have forgotten about their dignity and rolled on the floor like that, crying out in agony!

After a long time, someone finally said, Aren't these two supposed to be far different in terms of strength? Weren't they both supposed to be alchemists? Why is Fane so strong that Ethan couldn't even block a single strike?

"Earlier, it was obvious that Fane and Ethan were on completely different levels the moment Fane attacked. No wonder Fane was so indifferent from start to finish, not even reacting; he didn't think Ethan was worth noting. To Fane, Ethan posed no challenge at all!"

"That's true! The difference in skill is too great. I'm regretting betting on Ethan so much, and now I've lost half a million for no reason! Why am I so unlucky? I haven't won a bet for a few rounds!" "I'm more or less the same. I've lost a million and a half from three consecutive rounds! If this goes on, I'll probably stop betting on these death matches! I might as well go to the gentleman's bets. I might be able to win a few rounds there!"

"Didn't Ethan say that he was using a lower Earth rank technique? He even said that he wasn't far away from reaching the second stage of mastery. With those skills, he should've been one of the strongest alchemists! How did he die to Fane in one blow? It doesn't make sense..."

After that person spoke, a man in blue robes suddenly shouted, "It makes perfect sense-Fane was just stronger. If Ethan was using a lower Earth rank technique, then Fane must've used a middle Earth rank technique.

"He's probably reached proficiency or even perfection with the technique. That was how he defeated Ethan in one blow!"

The moment he said that, everyone agreed with him. They nodded as they felt regret for betting on Ethan.

The spectators had only lost half a million, so they were not that shaken up. However, the disciples of the Pentagram Clan in the betting area had lost their calm. Just hearing Ethan's cries of agony rattled them to the core.

They looked like their father had died.

Trevor rushed right over, shouting to the stage, "Fane, stop! Stop right now, do you hear me?! Stop right now!"

He shouted as cold sweat dripped down his face. No one knew better than him how bad the situation would be if Ethan died. He would definitely be questioned by the Pentagram Clan.

After all, Ethan was no ordinary

warrior. He was an incredibly rare alchemist, so he was immensely useful. Back then, Ethan would have been in first place in the seventh

group if not for Fane.

It was obvious that Ethan's skills in alchemy were stellar; he was just worse than Fane.

Even if Trevor did not like Ethan,

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Trevor could not just watch Ethan

die. After all, he would be punished if

he did. Even if his fellow disciples

could vouch for him that it was Ethan's choice, it would be useless if he perished.

He would still be punished!