The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 1000

"Are you joking? This Dragon scale fell off o f a person? Haha! Old man, we may not even fully believe it when you say this fishscale-like thing is a Dragon scale, and now you're telling me that this Dragon scale fell off of a person's body?"

Someone from the crowd could not help but mock uncontrollably, "You're making u p stories so that you could increase the value of this Dragon scale, aren’t you? But we’re no fool. Your story is too ridiculous, and we'll not believe you. I'm afraid today you can’t sell this scale off for much money!"

Another man stood up as well. "Old man, why are you telling us all these? Now I know there is one level higher than the semi-god level, which is the true god level. Person of true god-level should be already taking the top position of humanity, right? But what does this have to do with you auctioning this Dragon scale?"

"Haha! Of course, there is a tight connection! The person who had this dragon scale had been desiring a breakthrough in his combat prowess, and this dragon scale fell off of him, hence, it is naturally nourished by the spiritual energy of the person, as well as, absorbing the spiritual force of the earth and heaven. This Dragon scale is a real treasure!"

The old man chuckled nonchalantly. "But,: f you guys really think that our motive today is to auction the Dragon scale off, then you are all idiots! Hahaha!" The old man jeered cunningly.

"Oi, Old man, what do you mean? Are you fooling us? Since you’ve invited us all here, why don't you auction it off? Making our trip here for nothing?"

Another middle-aged man shot up from his seat and yelled angrily.

"Motherf*cker! You’re playing us around, aren’t you? Well then. If you don't auction : t, I'll grab it by force!”

Another old man was even more furious that he basically jumped off from his seat and charged toward the stage. He was soon standing before the old-aged host and swung his arm, throwing a heavy punch toward the host.

"Oh my... This force and this speed. This old man’s fighting skill is comparable to an eighth-grade grandmaster, isn’t it?"

Lana was shocked at the sight before her and she continued, “That means this old man is as strong as an eight-star King of

War!"

Fane bobbed his head at Lana’s guess. This old man was definitely something else.

"But I think he's not even his opponent! Sigh."

Fane breathed out a bitter smile as he replied to Lana.

Sure enough, just as Fane's words fell, the old-aged host on the stage—who was wearing a mask—balled his fist firmly and threw it toward the fist of another old man. One could visibly witness a layer of Chi energy surrounding the balled fist of the old -aged host.