They didn't want to miss the show, or the chance to join the guild. When recalling this, he realised that it was a long time before the last time he opened the doors of the guild to any of them.
"Ahem," before Sloth would start hitting the shield surrounding the fort base, William cleared his throat before adding in a loud tone, "I'm going to give you all one week to prepare, then I'll personally test anyone willing to join my guild…"
He was about to continue saying his words when earth-shattering applause, shouts, and cries of happiness rose from all of the people gathering here. Seeing this drove a smile over his face, making Anjie chuckle from the side.
"Not bad, you know how to show your support to your hometown, nice!"
"It's not my hometown, old man," William corrected this mistake to Sloth, before turning to the people around and started to tell them his conditions.
He didn't want anything from anyone but to be ready to leave for Lara's city the moment they got selected. If not, then it was pointless to come forward and apply.
He didn't intend to leave anyone behind, and didn't like to let others stagnate because they wanted to live beside their families. This place was safe, and there was no harm present there. So if any master wanted to stay behind, he should be doing this for the sake of living with the ones he loved.
Such masters weren't that bad, not that rare, but William didn't want any of them in his guild. He wanted warriors, masters who were willing to not only protect their families but the entire world.
Once done, they kept cheering and celebrating such a chance. It was indeed too long since the last time they got such a chance. And many masters came here and waited for such a chance for many months.
News spread all over the city and even went to those who were living outside. What William didn't know was that many academies and clans preferred to set up their bases outside the city. There was no danger lurking out there, and they could easily live and expand.
But no matter how grand and big the academy or the clan was, once William's invitation to join his guild spread like wildfire, and almost everyone wanted to join.
Yet he only accepted young masters, those at twenty-five or below. He wanted to support the new generation, leaving the old ones to just watch in regret from the side, regretting they were born too soon than his time.
"Let's see what you can do, old man," once the masters around dispersed to spread the news, William turned to Sloth and invited him to try.
Sloth cracked his knuckles, before adding in a signed warning, "if you got anything of value inside, please go and get it. I won't hold back my power…"
"Just do it," William rolled his eyes, "let's see if you can do it in the first place, at least leave a scratch over a single building and I'll call you master."
"Hahaha, that's one more reason to do it, hahaha!" William was speechless for one second there when Sloth laughed like this. He never felt this old man's desire to see him bitterly lose or something. And yet his surprise was nothing compared to Anjie.
She knew her mentor for many years, and she never saw him act like that, never! She recalled how the two came back and acted a bit weird, slightly nervous, and tense against each other as if they were enemies, not friends.
"This is going to be interesting," she stood on the side, watching how this show would end up at. She was already amused, and then Sloth acted.
He started by using one of his most destructive techniques. It was enough to form a gigantic iron fist, one that was surrounded with wisps of fire and smoke, enough to flatten a mountain if Sloth wanted to.
William was familiar with Sloth's way of fighting like Anjie, and he knew such technique was quite overbearing, but it could suck away one-third of his spirit power in one go.
This was pretty insane indeed, as this amount of spirit power was calculated over the huge amount such a pinnacle master had.
William once offered his help to evolve this technique and fix the glaring issues it got, an offer that was welcomed with a mocking gaze and comment from Sloth back at that time.
William wasn't trying to show off. This technique was quite impressive and strong, but it lacked in many places, letting it suck much spirit power without giving proper results.
As Sloth used his technique, he watched it land over the wall of the base. Yet what he expected didn't happen.
All of sudden, a shield that wasn't there appeared all of sudden, stopping his punch like it was nothing. He blinked twice while watching his formidable fist evaporate in thin air, turning into black wisps of smoke as if it died on its own.
"This…" shocked as one might think, Sloth turned towards William and couldn't get what he should say.
"I told you before, your technique is full of holes," William rolled his eyes, acted as if he was a master and Sloth was just a white-grade spirit master learning under him, "Why didn't you listen to my advice back then? Huh?"
"Shut the hell up! I can't believe my technique is stopped, or others can be!" Sloth fumed in rage, turned towards the shield that vanished and didn't appear again, and took this challenge quite seriously this time.
Instead of using just one technique, he used three at once! One technique formed a gigantic ball of fire, and the second turned it into a fiery thunderstorm, and the last one was his punch.
This was by far the strongest combo Sloth could muster by his current level of power and knowledge. To be able to do it, he had to consume five bottles of elixirs.
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