The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor
Chapter 3776

Rowan could not accept the fact. After all, he had looked down on that man who only spouted nonsense the whole time. Even though he could not see the masked man's true face, it was obvious that he was from a third-grade world from how he dressed. The Star Continent was at the peak of second-grade worlds. He did not regard regular second-grade worlds as worth his notice at all, let alone third-grade worlds. In fact, these third-grade-world warriors were nothing but vermin to him, not even worth standing by his side, let alone being his enemy.

Even though Rowan knew strong warriors from third-grade worlds existed, he always discounted the face. Thus, the fact that there was a strong warrior from a third-grade world on-par with him strength-wise was something he could not accept at all. Rowan had expected Fane to pee in his pants the moment Rowan attacked; he was a vermin that he should have squashed with his foot. That would have been what Rowan really wanted, yet Fane was...genuinely skilled, and the mere thought frustrated Rowan. He glared at Fane with absolute hatred.

Compared to the anger Rowan was feeling, Randall seemed much calmer. However, that was all just on the surface. Frankly, Randall had a harder time than Rowan. It was irritating that the masked man was actually that strong.

However, the masked man was not the most concerning part about their situation, but whether or not they needed to attack immediately. Randall was wondering if he needed to deny the masked man any chance of turning the tables.

Percy had considered all of the things Randall was conflicted about at that moment. If Randall attacked at the moment, they would have gone against their earlier agreement.

It was not that big of a deal, but the main thing was that it would give others the impression that the Star Continent was afraid of Fane, humiliating themselves for all eyes to see. If they attacked Fane too early, they would be jeered and laughed at by everyone else once the news got out.

These pests would surely spread the humiliation of Star Continent far and wide the moment they heard about it, dragging their reputation to the filth. If that were to happen, the Star Continent's reputation would be affected and make Randall,

criminal in the Star Continent's eyes. That was something he did not want to happen!

However, if they did not do anything, Fane could very well turn the tides in his favor. After all, no one knew how much strength Fane would still have after eliminating the beast, and 10 seconds might not be enough to get rid of that guy. Randall wondered if Fane still had anything else up his sleeve.

The other participants merely watched on. They did not want to participate in Fane's conflict with the Star Continent. After all, not

everyone wanted to be a dog to Star Continent. They had merely been watching in interest, but they quickly perished the thought. They were smart, after all, and this was something that could be easily understood by just thinking about the situation. It seemed like things would not be as simple as they thought.

"Ah! It hurts!" Hamish writhed on the floor and cried out in pain on the ground.

Everyone remembered how that guy was a persistent braggart in front of Fane and said he would make Fane suffer for his actions. They remembered how visibly pleased he was when he said those words, too.

In just a moment, he was reduced to such a sorry state and a poor expression. This was the result of not knowing his place. Without understanding the situation, he acted based on his sole assumptions.

In the end, he suffered the consequences, being beaten down so badly that all he could do was spasm in pain. Everyone thought that Hamish was just a joke from how he was acting before this. When he was cursing at everyone else, he was so pleased with himself! "Hamish had it coming. His skills are nothing special, but he acted like he was a god. He didn't even bother to study how strong his opponent was before challenging him so eagerly. In the end, he wasn't even able to stand up to a single attack. What a joke!"