The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor



The man who made the remark looked visibly conflicted. He belittled Widde and even believed Widde would be the only person to die out of the three participants. Yet, the results exceeded his expectations. The one everyone believed was the weakest had killed a golden-armored fighter the quickest and ended the battle.

Everyone was shell-shocked by the sudden turn of events.

A warrior from a second-grade world said, "I saw what happened! When he fought the golden-armored fighter, he didn't seem weaker but didn't seem stronger either. He was basically at the same level as the golden-armored fighter. That alone was enough to shock me. After all, he was at the same level when he fought the silver-armored fighter."

"That's right! It's like he's always at the same level as any opponent he faces and would remain in that state until the end. Every time, we assume that he's at his limit and that he wouldn't be able to handle it if it got any harder, yet he surpassed this every time, and each time, he defeated his opponents at more or less the same time. This is so confusing!"

After the initial shock, everyone was then left with confusion. They had observed Widde from the start and could deduce that he was only average, having barely defeated the silver-armored fighter. He was relegated to being weaker than the golden-armored fighter.

It was because of this that everyone focused on the other scrolls. Not many of them had been paying attention to Widde's battle.

Seconds later, a few intelligent people spoke up.

"Widde's been holding back in the battles before; he was trying to train himself. People like that have a terrifying attitude. They're constantly improving, trying to gain more experience from each battle, and such a person grows quickly.

"Furthermore, he has incredibly accurate judgment. He knows how much power to use each battle to find himself on an even footing with his opponents. Through that, he trains himself to perfection!"

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The moment that was said, everyone was incredibly shocked. The Killing Hall's challenges were nightmare' to most of the warriors, but Widde was using it to train himself! Such a perspective made many envy him.

Facing challenges like these filled them with the fear of death, yet Widde was using those challenges as a training tool. Just that alone proved his confidence in himself.

Right at that moment, explosions were heard from the other two scrolls, and everyone hurriedly looked over.

Looney was gritting his teeth as he activated the silver crystal. His world avatar was frantically pouring power into the ice wall in the air.

The faint blue ice walls were filled with complicated seals, like a shirt riddled with symbols. It looked confusing but full of mystery.

Looney shouted angrily, "I'm going to do it!"

He activated the silver crystal again. That massive ice wall appeared in front of the golden-armored fighter blocking it's way again, but it swung its sword like it did before. Half of the wall was shattered, but half of the wall remained.

The shattered ice was not blown away like before but stopped in the air. Looney activated the crystal again, and the shattered ice in the air once again attached to the ice walls like they were summoned over, restoring the ice wall again.