Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

For example, the third and fourth year classes were all silver spirit master classes.

What separated the two wasn't just the difference in spirit power, but also the overall performance, grades, and the success and failure record in the previous years.

So failing was like a black spot on anyone's record. And trying to wipe it would take more effort and time.

Lang stepped forward when he realised the bad situation they were all in. "Master, these two are just freshmen and joined us just today."

"This isn't my problem," the master didn't yield, "they are with you, and so they are punished as well."

From the side, every other disciple sitting here and watching all this unfold had such a look on their faces. It was like they were celebrating

not belonging to either of the two sides when this master entered or else they would have been doomed.

Hearing this, William frowned. He came just soon to this life and he didn't train in any common fighting technique before.

"We'll conduct the test like usual," the master didn't bother with the look of hate and intimidation from these kids, "with a slight modification this time. I hate wasting time, so we'll do it this way…"

He stopped, crossed his arms and had such a smug smile over his face. For a second, William felt like he was eyed by a ferocious beast.

"You are two groups, and so I'm going to test you in one go. Each group will receive a question from me about the theories of different

fighting techniques. The one to respond right will get one point. The one to respond wrong will receive none. If the answer is something annoying and I didn't like it, points will be deducted from you."

"This…"

"Master, please show mercy."

"Master, we admit we were in the wrong."

Shouts of pleas came from both sides, but the master seemed to not bother with whatever they said. In fact, the smile over his face broadened and William couldn't help but inwardly sigh.

Failing a class just on the first day in the academy? What luck was that?!

"So we are going to answer questions while working as a group?" Yet even if the master was trying to act unreasonable, he still showed some way out for him and Berry.

"No," yet when William felt this master was faking such a harsh attitude, the master shook his head, "each group will select a representative. He or she will be the one dealing with my questions on behalf of the class."

"This…"

"Selecting just one?"

"But… There is no one who is well rounded in everything about common fighting techniques!"

"Can't we revert back to the usual way? Each man on his own?"

These words created panic in the two groups. The disciples here seemed to see a glimpse of light when the master described the group test way before.

But now, they have lost any hope at all.

It was expected. After all, for all the kids who came from big clans and families, they never put common techniques in their eyes, just like how Peter showed that before.

As for the common spirit masters following them, they might know a thing or two. But as they had to serve others for the most of their times, and focusing more on raising one's spirit power up, they knew little as well.

"Master," just when everyone had their hopes shattered, William suddenly stepped forward, cupped his hands as he spoke in respect, "this all happened thanks to me crushing that kid at the last class. He challenged me at alchemy, to just get beaten without any chance of fighting back. So, after the master went out, he came for us trying to regain his lost pride by his own strength."

William said these words in such a calm and confident way while pointing one finger towards Guanin, whose face changed colour out of his frustration, annoyance, anger, and humiliation.

"I said I don't care about your problems…" the eyes of the master gleamed in a terrifying light. In fact he didn't need to hear any of that as he was just next to this hall during the entire alchemy class.

When William crushed Guanin, he couldn't believe it. Black gold grade potion in his first attempt? And from the look of it, the alchemy master seemed to not get how William did it!

This was unbelievable. And so the master decided to push things further and see the depths of this youngster.

He also wanted to check on his temper. This was his way to do things. Just like Berry's father who kept swinging his sword around and challenging everyone he met, this master loved the way of pressuring others to know the true essence of everyone.

In his mind, one would show his true self and intentions when getting suppressed and being in a bad spot.

So, when William tried to get away from it using such logic, the master blocked such a way out by simply stating it wasn't his business.

He expected William to look troubled. Yet when he noticed the calm look on this youngster, he knew something unexpected was going to happen.

'So you got a plan? Bring it on kiddo, I want to know how you plan to get yourself and others from my clutches!' without saying anything, the face of

that master turned more savage, giving everyone here a scare by simply looking at him.

A maniac! That was what everyone had in their minds right now. And they all questioned themselves, why would the academy allow for such a madman to work as their master? To work as a master in the first place?

"I want to ask the master for this…" William cleared his throat before adding without changing his respectful stance and tone, "in the light of me being the one who led everyone to such fate, why not I take all the blame instead?"

"What do you mean?" even the master was taken by surprise when he heard William's words. He never expected this youngster to have such a righteous mind, deciding to take all the blame over his shoulders.

"Let me compete alone, me against him," William pointed towards Guanin again, "whoever loses will fail this year and whoever wins will continue studying under your guidance."