Chapter 245 Let There Be Lightning

"Come on! You are a bronze spirit master, a fly I can easily crush if I wanted to. Do you think you can survive the outer world? With such meagre strength?"

"That's what any dark spirit master will say in front of me," William locked his eyes over Ibra, and the latter's face twitched and changed for a bit before he regained his composure.

"I agree," unlike what others expected, Ibra nodded as he agreed with what William just said, "but that doesn't mean you are good enough to get out and embark on such a journey right now. Even I won't take the step you are going to do."

"That's because you are a coward."

"I dare you say this again!" Ibra bellowed out as if William just stepped on a sour spot of his.

"Then tell me why you are targeting those useless traitors inside and didn't even step outside to kill the real criminals?"

"I have a mission to do, to clear the academy, not the world!"

"That's a lame excuse, don't you agree?"

"Screw you! You are too damn weak to do anything… If you have the ability, then show it to me right here!"

Ibra was like an explosive grenade that got its fuse off. He got easily enraged and manipulated by William to reach such a stage. And seeing that dude wave his glaive in the air for a few times before pointing its tip just inches away from William's face, didn't make the latter even flinch.

"A gold spirit master challenging a bronze one? Come on! Just the gap in our spirit power is enough to ensure your victory," William slowly said, while taking out his sword, moving it from one hand to another as if it was a toy or something.

"That proves my point, you are going to deal with gold dark spirit masters if you step out from here. What? Don't tell me you are going to ask them to lower or limit their strength while fighting you!"

"I won't," William shook his head, "but fighting them will be on my own terms and conditions, on my way, not just as straightforward as dealing with you right here."

"I want to see how you are going to deal with…" just before Ibra would continue his words, William vanished!

William knew it was impossible to take such a dude down or even defeat him in direct clash. But if he started to move, using the element of surprise to his side, this Ibra here would complain about his dirty methods and such.

He waited until that dude accepted such an idea first, before he acted.

William wanted to show him that even with his low strength, he could come at a gold grade spirit master and even endanger his life.

William thought about using his Holy Sword technique from the start, to finally deciding against using it.

There were too many eyes around, and he didn't want to expose such a tricky attack before arriving at the Scorching Lands.

So, he used the lightning element high speed technique, controlled his body to travel for ten metres only.

*Clang!*

"Don't take me for those weaklings…"

Just when William flashed, the response of Ibra wasn't any slower than William's sword. The glaive moved and stopped the attack coming from the sword.

And before Ibra would continue his words, the latter saw William vanish again, and again, and again. It seemed like William was teleporting between different points, while his sword kept coming at Ibra every single time.

*Clang!* *Clang!* *Clang!*

The surrounding spirit masters had to retreat and clear a wider space around the fighting two. At the same time, no one dared to even breathe aloud, as all eyes were focused on such a high level and intense battle.

The one who was supposed to dominate the other got pinned to his place, defending one attack after another. From time to time, he failed to counter William's sword, ending up suffering a few wounds on his body.

It was indeed quite shocking! Even if William pulled some sort of unknown moveable technique, it didn't explain why and how his sword managed to bring such wounds over the body of his foe.

There was a huge gap between the two, but no one ever suspected that William's sword was already high enough to cover such a gap in grades, ending up wounding Ibra.

And that wasn't all!

"Dammit! You are such a motherf*cker bastard! Jumping around like a damn monkey! And what's about that stinging sword of yours? If you are a man, fight like a real spirit master!"

The voice of Ibra wasn't weak, but it held tons of rage and hatred inside. It seemed the pain he suffered wasn't like anything he expected from a mere bronze spirit master.

The fact that William managed to wound him was enough to drive him mad. And that painful stinging pain that he felt after each slash, like fire spreading all over his body, made him more restless and annoyed.

"I'm fighting like spirit masters should," William finally stopped a few metres away from Ibra, ceasing his attacks over him, "it's just you are inexperienced and weak enough for me to toy like this with you."

"Big words again… I'd love to wipe the floor with that pretty mouth of yours…" Ibra thought William's spirit power got emptied or something, as the latter stopped moving and didn't even bother to attack again.

"It's a huge mistake for you to stop such an acrobatic show in front of someone like me… Come on, take a single hit from my glaive and say hi to those foolish ancestors of yours for me," Ibra waved his glaive a couple times in the air, seemingly something he loved to do before attacking.

"Let there be lightning!" and just before Ibra would stop rotating his glaive in the air, and before he'd even move his glaive to do what he just promised and imagined, William's low tone landed and the next moment... The entire body of Ibra got covered up with dancing and flickering lightning arcs.