At that moment, Nalym had been worried that the guy had come from some substantial background that led him to not be afraid of any threats, but it seemed like Nalym had been worried for no reason.
The Killing Hall's gold difficulty was no joke. It was no different from suicide. Lane might have talked up a storm, but he was actually incredibly afraid inside. That was why he found such a way to kill himself!
Crash raised an eyebrow and said to Fane, "Brother, you sure are brave. Ever since the Killing Hall was opened, no one had dared to challenge the gold difficulty. I can't believe you're the first."
He was not trying to praise Fane, but purely trying to mock him. Fane was no idiot and had naturally understood that. He looked at Crash coldly but ignored the man after that.
Crash's lips stiffened slightly and his expression quickly turned cold. Crash might not be considered a warrior that stood at the peak, but he was still considerably strong. Normal warriors would never dare to show any attitude toward him. Anyone who would dare to ignore him must be incredibly bold!
Crash narrowed his eyes, "Brat, are you acting so fearlessly because you feel like you'll definitely die this time anyway?"
No one thought that Fane would be able to survive the gold difficulty. It did not make sense at all.
Fane turned to look at Crash before saying coldly, "No one will think you're mute if you don't speak. Stop trying to act out here. It's not like you know me and how strong I am, so stop trying to cast your judgment."
Fane was already being very polite when he said that. Fane did not want to bother arguing with someone like that, but that person refused to shut up. Crash scoffed as he smiled mockingly.
"If you had challenged the bronze difficulty, I might have accepted what you said. However, you challenged the gold difficulty–it’s not something just anyone would do. Do you really think you're as strong as those strongest warriors out there? I might not have seen you before and know where you're from, but it still doesn't affect my judgment."
Fane sighed in exasperation. He wanted to slap someone like that to shut him up. However, they were still in the restricted area.
Fane had just wanted to say something when Monte spoke up, "I thought that you were just suicidal, but you sound like you're confident in yourself. Could you actually think that you can win?"
Fane raised an eyebrow in exasperation. Another nuisance came before he could deal with the first. Fane looked at Monte, "Stop trying to impose your narrow-minded thoughts on others. Why am I suicidal? Can the two of you just shut up and wait for the battle?"
The two of them were furious at Fane's attitude. That madman did not seem to have any reservations about how he spoke at all! Monte clenched his teeth angrily. If not for the rules of the restricted area, he would have taught that brat a lesson!
Lourain widened his eyes as he whispered, "I really have underestimated Fane. I thought he would pick the bronze difficulty. No matter how strong he is, no one has challenged the gold difficulty since the Killing Hall was opened. No one knows how difficult it is. Isn't he taking quite a bit of a risk?"
Marth turned to look at Lourain and raised his eyebrow, "You really don't understand Fane at all. Don't forget, he chose the gold difficulty in the Seven Deaths Array as well. The three of us didn't know how difficult it would be as well, but didn't he still succeed?"
Lourain took a deep breath and nodded, "You're right. Fane has never doubted himself and has never failed either. I'm suddenly feeling very eager."
The other spectators who did not know Fane felt like Fane was just a joke.
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