The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 1945

He strode forward in big steps and his sturdy appearance made him seem full of energy as if a single punch from him would be enough to kill two fighters at the final stage of the acquired level. The crowd parted to make way for him and watched him take the stage.

Once there, Gerald took him time to size up the obsidian, as if he wanted to burn the image in his memory. He touched the obsidian lightly and said casually, "I'll show you all the real meaning of genius and power." The previously silent crowd roared at this. Even Fane found the corners of his lips started to creep up into a smirk.

At first, Fane felt that Gerald was much better than Morton. At least Gerald did not boast about himself. Unlike Morton who always talked about how strong he was, making him seem frivolous. Even if Morton was actually that powerful, it was still a disdainful thing to do. Now, what Gerald did was like the pot calling the kettle black.

The fact that Gerald did not boast about himself did not mean he was not confident about himself. He was also boastful, even more, boastful than Morton. He wanted to show what a true genius was—nothing could be more boastful than that.

However, no one present refuted him. After all, Gerald's strength was indeed extraordinary. Fane raised an eyebrow and stared at Gerald with wide-open eyes as he took a deep breath and made a seal with his hands. Everyone heard a low hum as if a beast was inhabiting Gerald's body, and a mustard-yellow rune started circling between his fingers as a layer of apparition appeared behind him.

This layer of apparition did not look solid at all and judging from its shape, it seemed to be a big tortoise. However, it was no ordinary tortoise, for it was looking at everyone as if they were beneath him. Not to mention there were scales and dragon horns on his head.