Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

William learnt that the silver competitions contained teams with nine gold grade members and one silver grade spirit master.

As for the bronze competition, it was like his current team, nine silver and one bronze. The white competition was formed of nine bronze and one white.

That made even the white grade competitions filled with a large audience and lots of bids. After all, it was actually a competition between bronze grade spirit masters.

"Don't worry about anything. It's an unspoken rule for all teams in the arena to not include the tenth member in any fight, or target the opposite enemy's tenth member," Lucas said after registering William's name and rank at that small building.

The registration process was simple. As William was a disciple in the academy, he used his emblem to prove his current spirit power rank.

"Outer spirit masters can join?" William was surprised to hear such a thing. And Lucas from the side nodded.

"This is the big day! Many spirit master teams are formed of outer spirit masters," he paused before adding when he realised how William didn't fully get what he meant, "it's crucial for any team to have ace cards not known to others. Disciples in the academy know each other quite well, besides it's easy to gather intel about anyone inside the academy, but not outside."

"I got it," William finally realised how dead serious the teams taking part in this grand day were. They dealt with everything, including the tiniest details like this.

And that made him change his opinion about this competition.

He just took it as a game, not a serious place for anyone. However just from such small detail he could tell how this place wasn't any inferior to going outside and venturing the real world.

"Interesting," William's eyes shone while he started to place high hopes on this arena.

He wanted to go outside to amass the cores for himself. However, for his team, going out all the time wasn't going to be feasible.

If there was a place where they could train and gain tons of experience without the need to waste lots of time venturing into the outside world, then it'd be great.

At the same time, the danger level here wasn't that high. It'd be bad if he nourished someone and ended up losing him or her in a fight against monsters.

Going outside and fighting monsters in the forest was always quite risky. He wanted them to feel danger from time to time, but that didn't mean he wanted to see them suffer deadly casualties all the time.

"Damn! We are going to meet them in the fifth round…" just as William was busy thinking about this, one of his new team members cursed out loud, jolting him awake.

"What?" He looked at the paper that Lucas held, and he could see how bad their faces were.

"We will meet those bastards again in the fifth round," Lucas handed the paper to William, where he saw the entire competition roster.

The first thing that shocked him was the large number of spirit masters taking part in the competition.

He thought the highest number of teams would only be a hundred or so. Yet when he realised there were more than a thousand teams, he couldn't help but suck a cold air of breath.

All of these teams… All of them were just the bronze grade teams. William knew the academy had lots of silver spirit masters, but not to the degree of forming a thousand teams, each was formed of ten members.

That meant the academy had ten thousand silver spirit masters at this moment. And that was quite ridiculous!

What made it possible was the outsider spirit masters coming here. And William knew it must be a huge number of spirit masters who came here today.

All of them were free spirit masters, and if the academy or anyone gained control of such a force, then the academy would have a much brighter future.

'Something seems off here,' William couldn't help but think about that. If the academy got such an attraction to the grand and vast free spirit master community, then how come no one ever thought about poaching the good seeds from them? Give them decent offers to join the academy?

If he could call the shots here, he'd place eyes all over the arena on such days, to spot the good spirit masters and make them not leave the academy at all.

And that thought gave him another inspiration. If he could make a name for himself here, then trying to recruit any good spirit master he's set his eyes upon wasn't a problem.

'Like this… I don't need to go there or spend lots of time at that place,' he thought again while seriously considering modifying his plans based on what he'd experience here.

The entire competition was arranged in ten rounds, and as he followed the line of the team, he found that they'd clash with Garlend's team in the fifth round.

"Tsk, enemies are indeed destined to meet at every corner," William thought to himself, without feeling the same sadness everyone here felt.

After all, he just joined the team on a whim, and didn't hold anything for it. He wanted to see how this competition worked, and check if it was suitable for his mercenary team to take part in.

"Why every single time we'd end up meeting them," Lucas couldn't help but speak in a tone filled with anger, "that's not fair! That doesn't make any sense!"

"Every time you compete here, you end up facing them?!" Even William couldn't believe this. If one could call this a coincidence, then it would be a very weird one.

It made sense to meet such a team more than once during the past time this team spent here. But to meet them every single time was indeed a bit fishy.

"Does the number of teams increase this time?" William could only think about this possibility.