Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

"...!!!"

This time, William's shock and surprise went way beyond what he imagined. It seemed Lucas and his team got pressured too much to the limit of wanting to throw their lives away just to get rid of such a feud with Garlend's team.

It was either they'd survive and win this round, getting rid of their trouble once and for all, or the other way around.

No matter how William saw it, he couldn't help but see how determined this team was to get rid of the source of their troubles. And no matter how he thought how foolish and suicidal of them to do so, he still admired their bravery and decisiveness.

"So, it's better if you remain out of our business… Wish us luck!"

William realised that such a decision from the red falcons came from worrying about his life. Even when they decided to act insane, they still thought and worried about dragging him to their mess.

"What are you doing?!!"

And just as Lucas said his last words, he moved towards the arena as the judge was about to give them the one minute period to prepare.

Garlend and his team had already arrived on the stage. And unlike their loud mouths from before, they stood in silence, watching the red falcons without even saying greetings.

Just when Lucas moved on the stage, he saw William jumping the few stairs and stood by his side. Lucas got instantly shocked, and quite scared.

"Don't you get what I said? This isn't just a normal battle, it's a fight to death!"

"William... Don't risk it, it doesn't worth it," Dorf stepped in and said, trying to convince William to retreat.

And in the next few seconds, almost all of the team members came and said a thing or two, doing their best to push William down off the stage.

"Pathetic!" and just before William would speak up to stop any of their attempts, Garlend spoke first, "a bunch of idiots! What do you want to achieve here? Caring this much about the life of some worm that joined you a few hours ago? Take my advice and prepare your coffins instead of wasting your breaths and time on saving that useless trash's life!"

His words angered everyone, but not William. The latter didn't take any insult from what Garlend said. In his eyes, Garlend was already dead.

And no matter how he insulted and cursed him, that wouldn't change the end result of killing him.

"Don't listen to him," Lucas knew what Garlend wanted to achieve by his words, "don't follow his trap and just leave, please."

"No, I'm going to stay and fight," and just when William moved his eyes around, he spotted a familiar face approaching from the distance.

It was Ro! And from the look on her face, he knew she was coming to watch him.

"B… But…"

"Each team, please take one minute to prepare and then fight!"

Just in the middle of Dorf's words, the judge appeared on the battleground, interrupting and putting an end to what the red falcon wanted to say and do with William.

"It's decided," William shrugged, "go on with your plans, and I'll handle my life quite well."

"Dorf…"

"Don't," William interrupted Lucas as he knew what this dude wanted Dorf to do, "just do what you already planned. I told you; I can keep my life safe."

"...!"

"Don't give me this look," William shortly laughed, "I'm not that weak, you'll get to know that."

No one here believed what William said, not even the judge who was overseeing such weird team members standing around the weak and tenth member, trying to convince him to leave and surrender this battle.

Even Garlend took such words as a useless show of fake and fragile confidence, driving him to laugh while feeling how pathetic this team was.

"As agreed," one minute passed fast and the judge's words landed, "you are going to fight to death. The victor will be decided either by surrendering of the entire team members, getting killed, or jumping off the stage."

The judge narrated the different conditions where any team would lose this round. The totems of rescue were still active, but they required one to actively touch them to work.

"Start!"

The moment the judge said it, the two teams jumped at each other's' throat.

"Let's do it!" and just before William would move a finger, Lucas' loud voice echoed, and the nine members of the red falcon team surrounded him in a circle, ignoring all the incoming attacks.

The red falcon team planned to make something big, William already knew that. But he never imagined they planned to make a combined attack!

Doing this was indeed quite risky. If the team didn't prepare beforehand, train quite well on doing it, then the entire attack would backfire and engulf them instead of assaulting their enemies.

Trying to merge various techniques from different spirit masters was something that any spirit master with brain cells would think about.

But to pull such a feat, one had to extensively research other spirit masters' techniques, their spirit power consumption rate, and the most important thing was the amount of power released by each attack.

Trying to merge different elemental attacks together without controlling one's power in each attack would result in failing the entire process.

Increasing too much power into any attack or too low spirit power would result in failure. Too much strength poured in one attack might negate and even crush the other attacks in the combo.

William's interest piqued the moment he saw such an arrangement. The circle line up was one of the most basic and simplest, yet famous line up of combining any attacks of any group of spirit masters.