Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

"Bad? It's disastrous!" Peter seemed to be on the end of his wits, "almost half of the academy buildings got partially destroyed. And most of the buildings around the Spar arena zone got totally ruined!"

"They sent people asking for help last night, didn't you hear them?" Lang asked in doubt, and William shook his head.

"I went to sleep the moment the noises died down," William paused before adding, "so about classes?"

"No, it's cancelled," Lang sighed, "all cancelled for at least one month."

"Do you know what happened?" William sat around the table as the other two sat as well.

"No one knew exactly what happened, but it all started at the Spar arena," Peter responded in a tired tone before his face changed and a look of rage appeared there, "I heard a bunch of those filthy bastards appeared in the arena that day."

"Dark spirit masters?" As if he wasn't the one who instigated all this, as if he wasn't the one who stood in watch to everything that was prescribed at the arena, Willima asked in pure honesty.

"That's what I heard," Lang chimed in, and his face didn't look any better than Peter's. After all, Lang's clan just got attacked recently, and words spread that dark spirit masters were related to this.

"They appeared out of nowhere, attacked the Spar arena, seemingly wanted to kill lots of teams and audiences out there," Peter started to narrate part of the rumours spreading all over the academy.

"If you want my opinion about this, then they just wanted to deal a strike towards the academy's main financial route," Lang seemed to not agree with the rumour Peter mentioned and started to add his theory.

"What financial route?" William felt a little puzzled about such rumours. He was worried that what he did back then was already spreading all over the academy.

But it seemed no one ever knew about the truth about what happened back there, not till now at least. And that was quite weird!

'Don't tell me most of those who witnessed me fight on that stage died or ran away, without telling anyone anything,' he felt more puzzled about the judge's stance.

William was sure the judge was supposed to tell stories about what happened, at least to the higher ups and his friends from the arena's judge circle.

However, it never crossed his mind before that this judge got killed just minutes after his departure!

"The Spar arena," Lang gave William a weird look, "just the betting interest and the fees to attend and watch the competitions on the big day are enough to secure a good and stable income for the academy."

"This…" William admired the wild imagination of Lang at this moment.

"You got a point indeed," Peter seemed to buy what Lang said, "this made quite sense. After all, the battle of the Long clan happened not long ago, and the strength of the academy and other clans proved their worth there."

"Indeed," Lang nodded, giving William a silent look as if he was thinking about mentioning his role in this or not.

And William simply and silently shook his head. He didn't want to cling on past achievements, he wanted to create more and focus on the future.

"But… It still doesn't make any sense… The scale of last night's battle was on a large scale, but things looked more chaotic on their side," Peter paused, as the other two in front of him knew what he wanted to say.

"I heard from my clan's older disciples that the dark spirit masters were trying to cause as much damage as possible to the academy."

"I know, I also get such feeling," Peter nodded in agreement to Lang's words, "but they looked quite disorganised. I heard many rumours about this, but no one ever knew the truth so far."

"Let's not bother ourselves with this matter anymore," seeing them speaking about the same topic for long enough, William decided to stop the discussion about it here, "I believe the headmaster and the elders will find the truth sooner or later."

After all he waited for more support coming from such revelation of the truth.

"I heard they went out and didn't return back yet," Lang paused, "I even heard the headmaster summoned all the patriarchs and elders from all the clans around, issuing a wide scale hunt for these bastards."

"Really?!" This time, it was genuine surprise from William in response to hearing such news.

"I also heard that," Peter nodded, "my clan's patriarch and elders were called late at night, and I heard from a friend that they all went out to kill more of these criminals."

"Is the battle still going on? Till now?!" William thought the fight got over when the noises ceased in the academy. Yet he never expected the determination of the spirit masters of the academy, or the resolve of the headmaster.

"The fight is already over," at this moment, a soft voice came from outside, startling Lang and Peter.

"You are…"

"Aren't you Sara? Rick's sister?"

The two stood slowly in deep shock, before a crazy thought popped in their minds. They moved their eyes at the same time between Sara and William, as if they discovered something quite unbelievable and hard to believe.

"She is a friend of mine," William motioned his hand towards a seat on the table, "come and sit here… You said the battle is already over?"

As if this was something trivial, or a common thing to happen every day, William crossed over the shock over the faces of these two and ignored the tons of questions popping out from their eyes.