Bradley looked at William irritably and said, “I know you’re a novice Soulmancer, and I don’t want to bully you. We’ll compete in any way you suggest!”
“I see you’re carrying a sword, so let’s have a swordsmanship contest,” William suggested, well aware that the Sword of Soulbreaker’s suppression meant these people couldn’t draw their swords.
Since he was already being shameless, he thought he might as well take it to the extreme.
A contest of swordsmanship?
A smirk appeared on Bradley’s lips. A novice Soulmancer challenging him to a sword fight? The vast difference in strength level, whether it be in speed, power, or reaction ability, was insurmountable.
Not to mention that the members of the Emerald Lion Guild were generally skilled swordsmen. Even if Bradley had never used a sword, the gap between their levels was so wide that he could defeat William with just a stick.
“Are you sure you want to have a sword fight with me?” Bradley looked disdainfully at William, puzzled by his arrogance.
“Afraid, are you?” William said with a smile as he stood up.
“…”The members of the Emerald Lion Guild now had a clear understanding of what arrogance meant.
“Come on!” Bradley, holding his sheathed sword, declared, “I won’t draw my sword.”
William squinted at him: “Can you even draw it?”
Garen was infuriated. No wonder this guy wanted a sword fight – he knew Bradley couldn’t draw his sword.
He was completely relying on Alice’s support.
How could there be someone so shameless in the world?
If it weren’t for his reputation and Alice’s strength, Garen would have wanted to cleave this scoundrel in half with a single sword strike!
“Even if I can’t draw my sword, I have enough to deal with you!” Bradley felt no need to draw his sword, confident that even with the scabbard, he had more than enough to handle William.
William nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Alice and said indifferently, “Lend me your sword.”
Without any hesitation, Alice summoned the Sword of Soulbreaker with a thought. .
She stood up and handed the sword to William.
In Alice’s hands, the sword still looked like a wooden sword, but once it was in William’s hands, its true form was revealed – the blade shone like a mirror, emitting a cold, deadly aura.
William effortlessly removed all the seals on the Sword of Soulbreaker.
As the seals were lifted, a powerful aura swept across the entire area, and a terrifying wave of energy engulfed the world.
Even Garen and Aurelius trembled under this overwhelming presence.
They finally understood why they couldn’t draw their own swords.
The sword in William’s hands, what level of divine artifact was it?
With the sword drawn, it seemed as if everything around it was compelled to submit.
Even Garen’s Valor’s Edge, placed to the side, trembled softly, emitting a faint sound.
Above the Emerald Lion Guild, the sky changed dramatically, with strange phenomena appearing as if heralding a significant shift.
Bradley, watching from the side, was completely astounded by the scene before him.
He couldn’t draw his sword, while William was here brazenly using a divine sword to provoke.
“I’ll let you attack three times, and I’ll only dodge without counterattacking!” William, pointing the Sword of Soulbreaker at Bradley, had an arrogant demeanor.
Bradley’s mentality was completely shattered!
To say he’d let him attack three times first!
Was this normal behavior?
Using an exceptional divine sword for a swordsmanship contest?
Was there even a need for a contest?
Just the overwhelming pressure emitted by the Sword Spirit of the divine sword was enough to immobilize everyone in the room.
Was there any need to launch an attack?
Bradley stood rigid, unable to even move his fingers, let alone launch an attack.
Seeing the situation was amiss, Garen quickly intervened: “Stop! No more contest!”
How could they have a contest under these circumstances?
For a novice Soulmancer like William, how could he possibly wield such an exceptional divine sword without Alice’s permission?
Just touching it would probably result in him being torn to shreds by the sword’s energy on the spot.
Yet now, William was holding this divine sword!
Remember, when Alice confronted Garen with the Sword of Soulbreaker previously, its power was completely sealed. Now, with all seals released, what did that signify?
Even Garen, at the Demi-God level, felt he couldn’t withstand a single strike from William with the sword!
No!
This was essentially like Alice allowing the Sword Spirit of the divine sword to battle Bradley!
What’s the point of competing then?
William, considering whether to kill Bradley or not, hesitated for a moment but decided to spare the kid.
He then returned the sword to Alice.
Alice then took back the Sword of Soulbreaker, which transformed back into a bracelet on her wrist.
Garen and Aurelius were left shaken, the terrifying pressure of the sword’s aura having frightened even them, Demi-God level powerhouses.
Now they probably understood what a true powerhouse was!
Such was real, formidable strength!
Merely a sword, yet in the hands of a novice Soulmancer, it was this terrifying. In Alice’s hands, wouldn’t it be invincible?
Aurelius also finally deeply understood what terror meant and realized why Garen had surrendered after just one strike.
Why not surrender?
At this point, Aurelius was even beginning to question his life.
Alice’s strength was definitely beyond the Quasi-Deity level!
After all, just possessing this divine sword should be enough to annihilate all the strong beings in the world today. 𝑖.𝘤ℴ𝘮
Thinking of this, a cold sweat broke out on Aurelius’s forehead.
“No contest then!” William returned the sword, then arrogantly sat back down in his chair, and telepathically communicated with Alice.
“When the presidents of those Guilds come later, you should talk to them. Don’t let Steven handle everything. Are you being paid for nothing?”
William was intent on training Alice. Being weak was one thing, but was she just going to sit there and drink coffee while pretending to be a strong fighter?
Is earning a million dollars a year that easy?
Alice pouted, feeling a bit unhappy. They had clearly agreed on a monthly salary of one hundred thousand dollars without needing to do anything. And when the presidents of those Guilds arrived, wasn’t it agreed that Garen would talk to them?
Why was this task falling on her again?
And besides, is a million dollars a year a lot?
It’s just enough for some clothes and jewelry.
Alice was already wealthy and not interested in a salary of a million dollars. If it weren’t for William’s request, she wouldn’t have agreed to be an honorary instructor at the 13th Bureau for Steven.
The leaders of over a dozen Guilds soon arrived at the entrance of the Emerald Lion Guild.
If it were just Garen’s invitation, the leaders might not have all shown up, but the terrifying energy released earlier had alerted all the Guilds.
With such a frightening energy fluctuation, many thought Garen had broken through his power level limitations and reached an unimaginable realm.
Even the Pantheon Guild, known as the strongest, had to reassess the Emerald Lion Guild.
Astraeus, the leader of the Pantheon Guild, sensing this terrifying energy from tens of thousands of miles away, hurriedly flew over.
“What kind of fortune has that lad Garen stumbled upon? Has he reached the Lesser Deity level?” Astraeus was grave in his thoughts. He had not immediately visited this newly emerged land, and now somewhat regretted it.
This newly emerged land could contain countless treasures,with some luck, breaking through the Demi-God level wasn’t impossible.
The powerful members of major Soulmancer organizations were all aware of Garen’s strength. A Demi-God level warrior, no matter how strong, shouldn’t emit such terrifying energy fluctuations unless he had obtained some divine artifact.
Thinking this way, these powerful beings somewhat regretted arriving late to this new land and also envied Garen.
Perhaps Garen was on his way to becoming the strongest among humans!
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