The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 2023

"Who would've thought that there are talented disciples among the newly recruited ones that they simply took in? Fane's talents are comparable to Senior Brother Duncan!"

Duncan, for many, was like an untouchable ceiling. Not only did he have a strong background, but his talents were so impressive that others just could not breathe when facing him. Many people worshiped Duncan as their idol.

It was an extremely high note of approval for them to compare Fane to Duncan.

Every debate and comment from the audience traveled to Wesley's ears; his sense of hearing was sharp after all. The more these informal disciples talked, the darker Wesley's expression became. At this moment, it was as if he had swallowed a couple of flies as his expression gradually turned into a ghastly pale color.

His right hand gripped the three-foot-long sword, albeit with a shaky hand. He stared at Fane like a hawk, and his expression showed just how much he wanted to bite Fane to relieve his hatred. If looks could kill, Fane would have died several tens of thousands times.

"You must be very proud of yourself, huh? You’re probably all fired up just listening to these comments about you, aren’t you? I'll admit that I've underestimated you. I never expected that you'd be so strong!" spoke Wesley, though harshly and forcefully through gritted teeth. His eyes were bloodshot when he said these words as his envy and hate nearly spilled from his chest. He even grew envious of Fane, who was extremely talented. Duncan alone was not enough, and all of a sudden, another talented individual appeared, suppressing him at the bottom!

Fane raised his eyebrows. "Why do you always talk so much nonsense? I have a tight schedule, and I don't have much time to waste on you. You shouldn't think that I'm purposely going against you. To be honest with you, I don't care about you that much."

Fane's response came as a challenge to Wesley’s sensitive feelings, and these words were like harsh slaps on Wesley's face. Moreover, Fane's expression barely shifted as he said those words. Wesley knew that Fane really had such thoughts and was not doing this on purpose to provoke him. Compared to being provoked and abused, it was even more difficult for Wesley to accept such disregard.

Wesley scoffed indignantly and gritted his teeth to the point that the veins on his forehead protruded. "Don't think of defeating me. I, Wesley Sayer, have achieved what I have, and I'm not someone you can defeat just by saying so!"

A second later, Wesley raised his right hand and threw the three-foot sword into the air. The three-foot sword buzzed and trembled as it floated in front of Wesley. Once again, Wesley continuously performed the formation with both his hands.

The silver light circulated between Wesley's fingers, and the twisted runes poured into the three-feet sword were like mud being poured into the sea. Everyone noticed that the light emitted by the silver sword only grew stronger.

Soon enough, a loud cracking noise could be heard coming from the sword. To everyone's surprise, the third star appeared, and this silenced the audience once more.

None of them expected that Wesley was capable of forming the third star. No wonder some informal disciples that had a better insight mentioned that Wesley was already halfway into the proficient level of the Seven Stars Meteor Clouds.

Forming the first and second stars only proved that Wesley had achieved the preliminary level of the Seven Stars Meteor Cloud. However, if he was capable of forming the third star, it proved that he was halfway into the proficient level! When he successfully formed the fourth star, it meant that he had already achieved the proficient level. There were a total of three levels when it came to practicing martial skills. These martial skills would only exert their overwhelming power when the martial artist achieved the second level.

Wesley took in a deep breath and said solemnly, "I didn't want to show my true strength before the pavilion's ranking battle, but I can no longer hide it, even if I wanted to. Consider it your honor, Fane, to have forced me into such a situation!"