Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

"It's a date then," William accepted such a challenge with a loud laugh and a joke from his side, "see you around," he waved his arm while moving away, not even caring about the glaring eyes from all the team members towards his carefree attitude towards their leader.

As he went away, he kept thinking about what he heard just now. 'Such a team ended up in the top twenty, not even in the top ten! It seems there are more interesting teams out here...'

He felt that this trip and his on the whim decision back there was worthy of his time spent here.

He knew if the top twenty were at least as good as this team, then he could safely assume that at least thirty teams in the entire competition were close to such a level.

And he got satisfied with fighting such a team. "I should continue watching before deciding anything," he knew it was too early for him to decide such a matter.

After all, he only watched a few teams, not close to the entire grand number of a thousand or more that this competition had.

However, during his next free time here, he didn't get any luck at all. The remaining fighting teams were all mediocre, and not a single team piqued his interest again.

'Was it just a coincidence? Or did I miss the other good teams?' William didn't know the answer and kept thinking about the possibility that he met the crowned champion team by mistake before.

When he returned, he found Lucas was in the middle of explaining the tactics of their next battle. In general, it was just like the past battle, except for Dorf's role.

In this fight, Dorf started to get more assignments other than just protecting William. That made the latter realise that Lucas was well aware of the bad attitude and habits their first opponents had.

Just to protect him they nullified Dorf from their entire plan, which made William think higher about this team.

'If only they can hold up for their spirit power from the start, use the common techniques instead of the strongest ones at the beginning, this team can easily reach the top twenty.'

William could have advised them on the spot, but he refrained from doing so. It wasn't just the issue of prioritising techniques over others, but such a way in fighting required lots of time of training.

After all, the strongest techniques would secure lots of damage, cover up larger areas with attack, and could bring lots of trouble to the enemy and save lots of hard time for the team.

Replacing them with the weaker common techniques wasn't just an easy move. The team needed to train on how to move, how to react to different situations, what type of common techniques they should use, and it'd be better if they used common techniques that could help each other out.

It was a way of fighting that required more team tacit and understanding than just using brute force to win the fight.

Not to mention the time to switch back to using the strongest techniques, and which one of these they should use, was also another headache that couldn't be solved easily or shortly.

"It's time to go out, it's good you arrived at time," Lucas smiled in a nervous way when William appeared. It seemed they thought he got scared and decided to run away.

There wasn't a rule stating that all the team members should be present at the arena at the time of the competition. So even if William didn't arrive, the team would keep fighting.

In fact, many teams didn't include their tenth member at the later rounds fearing a burden.

"Let's go," Lucas clapped and encouraged his team to move out from their place towards the outer arena. William took the chance in the middle of their walk towards there to ask:

"What's the team holding the grand prize each time?"

"Do you want to leave us and join them or what?" Lucas said with a short laugh, telling William how much relaxed he was compared to the first round.

It seemed their upcoming opponent wasn't someone that strong, or perhaps the team got used to the shock of facing Garlend and his team again by this time.

"I just got curious about their identity," William smiled, "I'm part of the red falcons, and won't join any other team today."

"I know, I'm just joking," Lucas patted William on the back, "there are three teams who are used to exchanging the first three spots between each other. One is called The Lions, the second is called Abrasco, and the third is known as the Allure, or what others used to call them the sexy ladies."

"Sexy ladies?!" William never heard about such a weird nickname before. And hearing it made him feel a bit weird.

"Hahahaha, you'll get to admit to yourself they deserve such a name when you'll watch them fighting on the stage," Lucas couldn't control his laughs on William's funny expression, and the other team members laughed as well.

"Ok, I will try and take a peek at them," William didn't get why everyone laughed at his comment, but he decided he had to watch this team of sexy ladies today.

Not only them, but the other two teams as well were added to his list of anticipated teams to watch their performance.

"Have you heard about the Overpowers before?" As that name wasn't part of these three, William couldn't help but ask.

"Overpowers? They are a good team indeed," Dorf said from the side, "they fight in a very strong way, but always lacking what it needs to reach the top ten."

"Oh, how so?" William's eyes flashed with interest. In his eyes, that team was quite decent and strong.

"There are much stronger teams out there," Lucas finally got what went into William's head, "have you watched them fight and thought they might be the strongest team out there? No, there are lots of more teams around, more than what you think."