The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 2239

Brook, who was only one person away from Fane, managed to barely defeat the Divine warrior in front of him, completing the battle. Practically everyone who knew Fane shot Fane a curious gaze. Why was Fane not making a move? Was he waiting for lunch?

Griffin lightly snorted, "Could it be that you're afraid, Fane? Or are you worried you'll show your weakness in front of us? If that's the case then stop pretending to be so calm. You were acting as if you could easily defeat the Divine warrior in front of you!"

Fane narrowed his eyes, not even bothering to turn his head to look at Griffin. He could no longer be bothered to respond to all these challenges. Yet, he did not make his move merely because he was watching the other battles as well as making guesses in his mind.

His eyes twinkled as he looked at the Divine warrior in front of him. Since he did not attack, the Divine warrior assumed that Fane was still not prepared, so the Divine warrior did not make a move at Fane either.

In truth, the Divine warrior's skills were merely at the level of someone who had just stepped into the middle stage of the innate level. Compared to most of the people there, they were not that strong. Furthermore, the Divine warriors were all using the same skills.

It was merely a red-level technique. It would not even be anything of interest in third-grade clans. Almost

everyone present was the elites within their clans, so the Divine warriors should not be that hard to defeat.

Yet, forty percent of them had been eliminated! The only point of explanation was what that old voice had said before. Within the Divine Void Slope, martial skills that used true energy would be suppressed. With that in mind, Fane let out a sigh.

"What are you mulling over? I can't believe you care so much about how you look." The masked man's sinister voice could once again be heard in Fane's ears.

Fane furrowed his eyebrows. He glanced over at the masked man. He noticed that all of those who bore a grudge against him did not continue climbing the mountain. They all stopped for the moment, looking at him with mocking gazes.

They were all waiting for Fane to embarrass himself. How could Fane be oblivious to what they were thinking? He let out a small laugh and started to form seals with his hands. Dense spiritual energy began to gather in his palm.

Suddenly, fourteen Soul Swords formed. Fane divided those swords into two, splitting them into the right and left sides. The Divine warrior judged how prepared the person in front of him was by the energy fluctuations.

Fane's Soul Swords naturally involved intense energy. Fane could hear a sword unsheathe. He did not need to look to know that the Divine warrior in front of him was finally attacking.

After a radiant purple glow, the Divine warrior split into two as usual, and rushed right at Fane! Fane did not rush and raised his Soul Swords up in the air.

As the Divine warrior rushed over, he pushed forward, forming eleven seals with his hands. The seals formed on the Soul Swords, and on his right and left hands were seven Soul Swords each, merging into two large swords.

Those two swords radiated gray energy as if it was an unclean smog. Fane pushed off, twisting the laws of space to the fullest, pulling away from his foe.

He retreated as he activated his Soul Sword, meeting the Divine warrior's attack. The crowd merely heard a crackling noise as the two Soul Swords clashed against the Divine warrior.

The purple glow was shattered, and in the blink of an eye, the giant Soul Sword pierced deeply into the Divine warrior. With two clicks, both the Divine warriors dispersed into thin air.