The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 2008

A runner disciple swiftly entered the battle platform to carry Dale after Deacon Ambrose deactivated the protective formation. Dale's face was pale with pain and he was staring daggers at Wesley, who on the contrary, was expressionless. He immediately left the battle platform without even once looking back at Dale, after Deacon Ambrose had announced the result.

A pandemonium akin to five hundred ducks quacking at the same time rose up after the battle ended.

"Brother Dale is no match for Brother Wesley. That was evident from the start so it’s no surprise Brother Wesley came out as the winner."

"Actually, I think Brother Wesley should be ranked higher than his previous ranking. The only reason Brother Dale was able to rank 143rd was that he has been in the Academy longer. Talent-wise, it's definitely Brother Wesley who’s stronger. I have no doubt that if given more time, Brother Wesley will surpass more disciples!"

Although Dale ranked higher than Wesley, many people still felt that his talent was lacking.

"Do you think Wesley unleashed all his power then?" asked someone and more opinions ensued.

"I don't think so. He looked at ease when he retracted his sword. I can guarantee you that he has more energy left. Dale being stronger than us doesn’t mean that Wesley will need all his power to defeat him.”

"Yeah, I’m so jealous of Wesley's talent.

Amongst us, he's the second most talented disciple after Brother Duncan. There's a slight probability he will become a chosen disciple.”

"What do you mean by a slight probability? I think his probability is higher than that! He might even become a future elder with the help of Elder Sayer. He definitely has a bright future ahead of him.”

These comments brought up a feeling of envy in many of the disciples' hearts.

However, the feeling of jealousy was mixed with admiration, therefore, they would not do anything to Wesley behind his back. How could they when he was way more talented than them?

Noel sighed and glanced sideways at Fane. He was expecting Fane to be in a bad mood after seeing how Wesley had easily defeated the 143rd ranked Dale. He would definitely feel the immense pressure as if being pressed under a hundred boulders if he was the one who needed to go against Wesley in the next battle.

However, to his surprise, he realized Fane did not even bat an eyelid. His expression remained carefree and impassive in the face of Wesley's power. The corners of Noel's lips twitched. He did not know whether he should praise Fane's composure or his acting skill.