"We've seen so much more than all of you, and we can make better judgments. Don't think that your meager bits of knowledge will be enough for you to be so sure about anything!"
"They don't know how difficult middle ultimate god rank techniques are. One of my seniors tried to learn it before but was unable to do anything. His talents are among the top of the Golden Continent. If Fane could do it, he'd be able to do it too. Alas, he was completely out of ideas when it came to a middle ultimate god rank technique."
"There's nothing that can be done about it. Third-grade worlds and second-grade worlds have an evident gap between them. If not for the Whirling World, they'd never be able to interact with us. These fools keep insulting us by saying we're at the bottom of second-grade worlds, but even if we're not highly ranked, we're still one. What we've seen and what we know isn't something any of you can compare to."
When the warriors from third-grade worlds heard that, their expressions soured. They were once again angered by the warriors from the Golden Continent.
A warrior from the Chaos Continent growled, "You say that you know more than us, but why do you keep making the wrong judgments? Didn't you repeatedly say Fane would lose? You kept on saying that Fane was no match for even the likes of Wilde.
"Yet, what's the outcome? Is Fane the one on the ground? Stop trying to suppress us with those words. Just think about what you've said before this compared to the truth."
No matter how many arguments there were, it did not affect Fane at all as he zoned out from listening to the unnecessary commotion. He only had one thought in mind, which was to reach the peak of the Red Sun Monument and obtain the golden badge.
The further he went, the more intense the Red Sun Storm got. At the last 10 meters, Fane's clothes were rustling from the Red Sun Storm. However, he never slowed down and never even stopped to rest.
At that moment, the arguments below the Red Sun Monument reached their peak. The warriors from the Golden Continent were adamant that Fane could not be using a middle ultimate god technique. No matter what anyone else said, they stubbornly refused to listen, all while warriors from the other worlds frantically tried to defend Fane.
They were sure that Fane was using a middle ultimate god rank technique and pulled out various forms of proof. They were getting exhausted talking, but the warriors from the Golden Continent refused to accept it.
Right as arguments were reaching a boiling point, a clear voice interrupted all of them.
"Fane is at the peak."
Those words completely silenced the crowd. Even their breathing slowed down.Content is property of .
Everyone looked up toward the peak and saw a resolute figure standing atop with a straightened back, akin to an unyielding tree. Everyone held their breaths, realizing that their arguments meant nothing at all.
Fane had once again used his skills to prove everything, regardless if he was using a lower or middle ultimate god rank technique. He was
someone none of them could beat. Ever since the Red Sun Monument was started, only three people had reached the peak, and Fane was the fourth.
Just that alone was enough to prove Fane's talents and skills. He was a genius that stood out amongst geniuses. Even the warriors from the Golden Continent, who wanted nothing more than to put him down, all fell silent.
Fane's eyes were sharp, and all he heard was the howling wind. He could not hear what anyone was saying at all.