The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 2030

In truth, Fane had only told half the tale. After all, the worst attack was not breaking Wesley's ribs. Instead, it was how the remaining power from the Destroying the Void attacked his body and caused the wound on his soul. Others did not know what attribute Fane was training in, but Noel knew it very well.

Lowering his voice, Noel commented, "Did Wesley suffer from a wound on his soul due to how much pain he's in? If that's the case, it doesn't seem good..."

Fane raised his eyebrows and took a meaningful look at Wesley after he heard this. He saw how serious Noel’s expression was and responded with an equally serious tone, "I don't think that he’s seriously wounded. Although the martial skill I

performed was strong enough, the Seven Stars Meteor Cloud isn't so weak. It canceled most of the attack, and only a small amount of the attack rushed onto Wesley’s body.”

Noel felt that Fane did not understand what he was trying to get at. He could not help but sit up straight and leaned toward Fane. "The wounds suffered by the soul are different from those the body suffered. If his soul is gravely wounded, it’s difficult to rule if it's permanent damage. However, it takes more pills and time to recover.”

Fane gave a light nod. He could feel that Noel was dancing around with his words, thus he waved his hand. "Just tell me what you want to say; there's no need to beat around the bush."

Coughing lightly, Noel then replied, albeit a little exasperated, "What I mean to say is that you took it a little too far this time. Even though I know that you dislike Wesley that much, you shouldn't have given him an additional punch in the end. Yes, he acted all high and mighty before, but he has the support of Elder Sayer. If you only wounded his soul, it can temporarily be explained away by saying that it was unavoidable. However, your last punch was obviously aimed to humiliate Wesley-”

"I know what you mean, but I'll still do it again if this repeats," interjected Fane, not allowing Noel to finish. "Although he has a great background supporting him, I’m not somebody he can bully at his will. Consider me a nice person that I only punched him once, no matter how much he did before."

Noel merely nodded at Fane before he shook his head silently. He felt that what Fane said made sense. After all, it would only be hellish if Fane continued to put up with all of that.

Nonetheless, Fane's action had completely dishonored Wesley by what he did. He was only afraid that Elder Sayer would be a petty person and take revenge on Fane. However, Noel also knew that Fane was somebody with his own ideas, and he was certain that Fane knew what might happen.

Fane stared at the battle platform for a good while before he began to feel rather tired.

The main reason was due to the low reference quality toward the battles between these people. After all, not many of those 3000 informal disciples were stronger than him. Just as he was about to get up and leave, he heard a familiar voice from far away.

Fane chose a slightly secluded place to sit, which was near to the exit, after he entered the place. His main concern was so that he would not get into a fight with the others. After all, he knew that he would definitely attract criticism from everybody as he joined the wager battle arena hastily, especially when Wesley was also there. Hence, he chose a place that was near the exit and secluded.

The familiar voice came from the exit, and Fane spotted a familiar face when he looked over.

What surprised him was two people who used to hate one another were having a genial conversation as they walked together. These two were Morton and Gerald, who caused trouble for Fane. The two of them had also joined the Dual Sovereign Pavilion from the previous assessment. After the accommodation was arranged, Fane never saw the two of them in the pavilion. A dozen days had passed, and he almost forgot these two people...that was until these two showed up.

What surprised Fane the most was how they were all smiles and good talk as if they were friends for a very long time. Noel raised his eyebrows and also took a glance at the exit. "Isn't that Morton and Gerald?

What a rare sight..."