Rebirth: Supreme Soul Master

William couldn't say exactly how many strong teams were in this match. After all, his skill level was far below that of the Red Falcon members.

"Don't use the overall ranking to measure the strength of any team," Lucas said, unusually serious. "Strong teams often have bad luck and get upsets, let alone when two hellishly strong teams clash. They're going head-to-head in the early rounds."

William understood Lucas's meaning. Given the sheer number of people in the group, this possibility certainly existed.

“Let’s take down this team,” Lucas said, rubbing his hands as he stepped onto the battlefield. “They’re not as good as us, at least not as good as we are.”

As it turned out, Lucas was absolutely right. The opposing team was a hybrid of fire, earth, wind, and water elemental soul masters. But for some reason, their strongest techniques weren't as powerful as those of the teams from the first round.

William witnessed many water-based techniques being shattered and falling to the ground by the firepower unleashed by Lucas and the others. Most of the battles ended with the destruction of enemy attacks, and only two or three members of the team fared relatively well.

Lucas and his group seemed to know this team well, and they targeted these three proper Soul Masters from the very beginning.

Less than a minute later, the three were removed from the stage, and the fate of the team was sealed.

The battle lasted less than a minute and a half. After their victory, the Red Falcons advanced to the third round, and they were extremely excited.

“You all go back, I’ll stay here.” This time, William didn’t go back with them, but decided to go again.

He missed out on many great teams, and he wanted to see them fight. He's not interested in them, so he'll plan for the future when the team reaches a higher level.

He is interested in learning about the high level of the current participating teams.

"Don't exceed one hour," Lucas warned. "We'll be starting the battle at Battlefield Sixteen, so we must get there within an hour."

"If you want, you don't have to participate in this round," Dolph suddenly said. "Anyway, the teams we'll face next aren't that strong."

William understood that Dorf meant he didn't need Dorf's presence. It was a malicious comment, but it was based on the fact that he and others shared his views.

“I’ll wait for you.” Lucas gave Dolf a reproachful look. “Lucas is indeed a good man,” William thought to himself as he watched the group retreat.

William wasn't as desperate and helpless as they imagined. But he wouldn't intervene until the team ran into problems.

He knew when that moment would be. "I will try my best to take them to a higher level and let them see the stronger teams for themselves." He decided that this would be a way to test the overall strength of the high-level teams.

The round that will require his intervention is the fifth round, at which point they will join Galend and his team.

After winning that round, William was convinced that the Red Falcons would need his help again to win the sixth round. Then he stopped creating such miracles in the seventh round.

“By then, I would have seen most of the great teams,” he thought to himself as he began his tour.

The first ten matches hadn't caught his attention. But the eleventh match was a battle between two excellent teams.

"Tch! Just as Lucas said..." William exclaimed as he watched the two excellent teams clash.

Both team members knew how and when to use the correct techniques to take down enemies or escape and save themselves. The techniques used were a blend of standard and advanced techniques, and the members of both teams demonstrated excellent teamwork.

“They must have worked out a lot.” William became interested in another aspect.

This big day was a great opportunity for many teams to showcase their skills, and they ultimately reaped good rewards based on their rankings.

But ultimately, many excellent teams end up like these two: one wins, one loses, and both end up with a poor ranking.

This is only the second round, and if someone fails here, their final ranking will fall to around 500 to 700. For such a good team, that's actually quite bad.

For Willian, if he brings his team to training on this big day, luck will play a significant role in determining which teams they will face. He doesn't want to waste time fighting useless opponents like most teams in the previous rounds.

“If possible, I will find the leaders of these teams and make friends with them.” William looked around and decided to take the initiative to talk to the two leaders of the two teams.

These two teams were not random. William could easily tell that they belonged to some kind of powerful group, either from a large family, a prestigious clan, or even a rival academy.

Both teams need time, location, resources, and good mentors to reach this stage. In most cases, relying solely on oneself is not feasible.

He met Luo, and even though that wasn't her real name, a certain friendship still existed between them.

William plans to train his own team first, and then invite these teams to come here to train and fight together with his team.

"As for their rewards, spending a few thousand crystals every now and then is a piece of cake for me..." William is already quite wealthy. Even though he hasn't found a way to sell the Dark Gold Bear Cores yet, he knows he will eventually find a suitable portal to sell them.