The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor

When did he ever wonder what technique Ethan was using? For one, Ethan was just revealing his secrets, and Ethan insisted on dragging him in as well. Fane was beyond baffled, truth be told.

The warriors in the spectator stands all erupted in conversation when they heard what Ethan said. Quite a few of them started to regret betting on Fane.

"Ethan is using the Pentagram Sword Style! That technique was created by an old hero from the Pentagram Clan. I heard it's quite difficult, even if the rank isn't that high for us.

"However, Ethan is an alchemist. The fact that he's able to use the Pentagram Sword Style means that he's quite talented! Most alchemists are only able to use elementary red-rank techniques! It looks like Fane will lose this time for sure!"

Since no one knew where Fane was from, most of them had lumped him as a wandering warrior. On top of that, he was an alchemist, so he had left an impression in everyone's hearts.

Before Ethan said that he was using a lower Earth-rank technique, quite a few people still placed their bets on Fane out of curiosity. After hearing Ethan's declaration, however, they regretted their choice.

Alas, it was too late for them to do anything.

When Ethan heard what was being said, the smile on his face deepened.

"Do you hear that now, brat? Everyone's looking down on you. I've reached the preliminary level of the technique, and I'm very close to proficiency. It'll be very easy to deal with you!"

Fane's lips twitched helplessly, really not wanting to waste his breath on Ethan." Alright, fine, you're amazing! Can you hurry and attack now? Stop wasting time!"

Ethan's lips stiffened. He had

thought that Fane would cower in

fear after he told Fane what his technique was. He never expected Fane to be so good at keeping a straight face. No matter what he said, Fane did not seem to care.

Ethan was furious; he did not want to waste any more time either. Since his words were not enough to make Fane feel any fear, he would use his skills to have Fane kneeling before him!

Ethan let out a shout of anger as his aura erupted all around him. The sword in his hand started to glow in silver, and eight stars suddenly floated in the air.

"Taste the Pentagram Sword Style!"

Ethan launched himself forward like a sharp blade, charging right at Fane while he was covered in the silver glow. Eight glowing stars followed Ethan, slowly fusing with him.

Fane merely raised an eyebrow, not even moving where he stood. Hez held his gray sword with both hands, and as Ethan was rushing over, he started to form seals, causing soul swords to condense in the air.

When Ethan was only 30 meters away. Fane let out a slash. The gray slash shot at Ethan at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Suddenly, the gray slash clashed with the silver light, and everyone started to hear something crackling.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

The silver aura suddenly shattered. In less than a second, it completely disappeared.

The moment the silver aura dispersed, cracks appeared on Ethan's blade as well.

Before he could react, the gray slash swiftly thrust into Ethan's chest. Ethan suddenly felt the pain of his soul being ripped apart from his chest.

The pain caused him to suddenly lose his mind. After a cry of agony, he collapsed on the floor, spitting out blood.