The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor

At the time, Crash did not understand how Lane Woole could say nonsense like that, claiming that Crash and Monte would waste his time. He wondered how the man was that bold to have said what he said. Monte had been rendered speechless as well as he stared at Lane who was, in fact, Fane-for a long while.

After those words, the audience blew up in discussion again. Everyone was sure the man was manic since no normal individual would say something so absurd. How could he have thought that the other two would waste his time? Was that not too arrogant? Choosing the gold difficulty was already a death sentence, but what he said showed that he still felt like he would not only complete the challenge but would do so with the fastest time as well, and that the others would only waste his time. Those words were just completely absurd and arrogant.

At the time, Crash was sure he was demented, but it seemed that those words were not uttered out of arrogance after all. If Crash had skills at that level, he would have acted even more arrogantly. No wonder he was asked to shut up and watch on.

At the time, he did not understand what Fane meant and felt like he was a complete joke!

Monte sighed and said, "It looks like he really was worried about us wasting his time."

As he said that, Monte felt jealousy surge in his heart. It was frustrating comparing himself to others. Hilariously, he was just focused on mocking the other man at the time. Looking back, he was the clown the whole time.

Everyone was disconcerted. Earlier, they had looked at Fane with mockery and confusion, but these expressions gradually disappeared, slowly replaced with looks of shock and awe.

Of course, Fane did not know what was happening at all.

At that moment, he was in the sixth room. Like the seventh room, the sixth room was shrouded in dense black mist that obscured his vision. The seventh room had not expended too much of Fane's energy, and he finished his previous challenge very swiftly.

Five steel-armored fighters were powerful existences in the eyes of regular warriors, but they posed no threat to him. After all, Zelter and the others needed to kill three steel-armored fighters in the fourth room. They managed to deat

the fighters with energy

spare, let

alone Fane.

Fane had killed countless skilled warriors before. Even if there were five warriors at Zelter's level in the seventh room, it would not have been too difficult for Fane.

He did not stay in the corridor for that long, merely resting for a moment before he entered the sixth room.

He heard rumbling again.

It was obvious that the door had shut behind him just like in the seventh room, and he was sealed in until he either completed the challenge or died.

Everyone outside fell silent at the scene, widening their eyes as they looked at the image in the scroll.

It was funny. Everyone thought that being able to see what was in the seventh room was already the limit. After all, everyone felt like he was a crazy idiot. There were even those who swore on that fact.