Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

Even Berry didn't get a chance to see him in action.

'Who is he?' This was the second question that got in his mind, 'is he a friend or a foe?' and that was the third question that popped up in his troubled mind.

Berry's father wasn't slow at getting things. When he noticed the slight frown over William's little face, he got what he did out of his carelessness.

'Damn! Why does it feel that it's too hard to deal with this little kid? He got so suspicious from such a clue I slipped with. No way! That's not a kid's attitude at all!'

He got a point here. Even if he mistakenly said something like this in front of his clan's prodigies, the chance of them reacting in such a way in such a short notice was quite far.

Yet from William's change in face, his weird silence, and the vigilant feeling he got from William, he knew the latter grew quite suspicious about what he said.

Callom got to know this from his father, and that old patriarch stressed over not telling William anything about that.

Yet from just a mere unintentional mistake, William suspected that someone watched him back then.

But William would never get that the person who did this was no one else but the scary old monster of the Long clan, Berry's grandfather, Kong.

"So how is the winner decided?" William got over his inward shock fast enough and asked this in such a mature way.

'Not a simple kid indeed,' and Berry's father didn't know how a kid like him got raised up to reach such a mature level. But that made William gain a few more points in his favour.

"I'll spar with you for three times, each will end by me hitting you. I won't harm you, but you won't be spared from a beating, that's my bottom line for your impudent actions."

"And my win? By hitting you first? Will it be the best out of three?"

"Best of what? Hahahaha! You can't possibly dream about that! To win you will have to just hit me once, only one time and I'll admit defeat," Berry's father didn't put William's words in the eye.

He took William's words as a childish attempt to keep a speck of his face after his expected defeat.

"And if I managed to hit you twice?" Yet William kept pushing forward on this path, making even that uncle on the side gaze up at him, not knowing if he should laugh or cry.

'Is he crazy?' Gran thought to himself, 'Tsk! Facing such a fierce and bloodthirsty dark gold spirit master and trying to provoke him? That's quite the balls this kid got!'

"Humph! If you have the ability then I'll let you come here and spend time with my daughter," the father snorted, "let's see if you got it in you."

"I'll be the judge," the uncle feared over William's life after the last comment and that fiery gaze that came from Callom, "I'll interfere if anyone went overboard," and he was speaking to his brother, trying his best to knock some sense into him.

Who was William? He was a bronze spirit master, and it was quite suicidal to compete against a dark gold spirit master like Callom. That was what this uncle thought. Asking a bronze spirit master to fight a dark gold one and expecting the former to win? That was indeed crazy!

Even if that fighting addict brother of his wasn't going to use his spirit power, Gran knew it was impossible for William to get a hit from him and get away unscathed.

"Get ready," Berry's uncle took out a rounded and small shield from his storage ring just in case Callom went overboard with William. If Gran couldn't interfere in time, he could toss the shield to William, giving the latter a chance to live, "you can start in three… Two… One… Now!"

"I won't strike first to not be rumoured I bullied a youngster. Come, you got the first move," Berry's father tried to look as if he was kind and generous, despite his tone and fierce features proved otherwise.

"Don't blame me for that," and yet William didn't reject such an advantage. In any fight. The one to strike first would secure a big advantage over his foe.

As William said it, he suddenly jumped backward, pulling enough space between him and Callom, before touching his ring and taking something out from it.

'A spirit ring? Is he from a wealthy family or what?!' and when Berry's uncle saw this, he couldn't help but get surprised.

He never expected William to have such a thing. And yet what came out disappointed him greatly. 'Just few arrows? Without even a bow? Tsk, you are underestimating my brother too much.'

Yet Berry's uncle was the one to underestimate William. The moment he got out his arrows, William knew he secured the first hit for sure.

*Boom!*

Just as the arrows were thrown in such a lousy way as if they were a group of sticks, Berry's father didn't think much differently than Gran. What would arrows do without a bow? So, he let down his guard and started to move forward, evading the arrows with swift leg moves while watching them fall around him.

Yet when the first arrow hit the ground, a fierce blow came with such an explosion, enough to stir out lots of dust.

*Boom!* *Boom!* *Boom!*

Then successive explosions came one after another. What the young spirit masters here couldn't see, and the experienced eyes of Berry's uncle saw was that these arrows weren't carelessly thrown out there.

They were thrown in such an arrangement, one that would totally entrap Berry's father inside. And that wasn't all.

William even timed the arrows for the first to explode, which would be the one in front of Berry's father. Then the second would be the two he sent at his back, and the last four to explode were the ones at the sides.