Chapter 15 Victory

Chapter 15 Victory

Bell Street Warehouse

William swiftly closed in on Dison, slashing towards Dison's shoulder with his knife.

With the support of various buff spells and martial skills, even though William wasn't a rogue or had his main attributes corrected, his speed at this moment was quite remarkable.

Clang clang clang~

After all, Dison was a silver-ranked warrior. Besides intelligence, he had absolute advantages in all other attributes, so he easily blocked William's consecutive slashes.

With a flick of his wrist, he pushed aside the long knife, but instead of pursuing William's exposed vulnerability, he took two steps back, repositioning himself to await William's second wave of attack.

William flexed his wrist; he had been too forceful just now, and he wasn't proficient in dissipating force, resulting in some numbness in his wrist.

Grinning at Dison's serious expression but lack of initiative to attack, William pointed his index finger forward.

"Fireball Spell!"

A solid-sized orange-red fireball materialized in front of William, flying towards Dison.

As one of the most handy skills from his past life, William was thoroughly familiar with all the techniques of Fireball Spell, and the power of this fireball was not to be underestimated.

Dison felt somewhat uncomfortable; just moments ago, they had been engaged in a real martial skill duel, and suddenly a spell was flying towards him.

However, his well-trained body quickly reacted, dodging to the right.

Before reaching gold-rank, warrior professions didn't have the ability to directly break through spells, let alone resist spell impacts directly like legendary warriors.

Boom!

This fireball spell landed directly where Dison had been standing just moments ago, blasting open a large pit in the solid ground, leaving the overturned soil charred.

As Dison dodged the impact of the fireball spell and regained his stance, he helplessly found another solid arrow of ice blue forming in front of William, swiftly flying towards him.

"Ice Arrow Spell!"

Something's wrong! Even though Dison hadn't directly battled with mages before, he knew that something was off with the spells Young Master William was using.

Too fast! He had just dodged the Fireball Spell, and William had already completed casting another spell. This casting speed was too fast, especially considering William wasn't currently using a staff.

Dison had seen other bronze mages cast spells before, chanting incantations and channeling magic, all of which required time and could easily fail with a slight mistake.

What Dison didn't know was that William had already advanced to become an Arcanist, greatly enhancing his elemental affinity and thoroughly mastering the spell models of various low-level spells through in-depth research.

At the same time, as a former gold-ranked mage, while he might not be very familiar with skills from other professions like martial arts, he was adept at using various spells and techniques. He was naturally skilled in choosing the timing and methods of spellcasting.

Supported by various factors, William had far surpassed other mages of the same rank in casting speed.

Of course, limited by his own strength, William could only quickly cast low-tier spells.

Feeling somewhat helpless, Dison dodged once again, but this time, it wasn't just about dodging. After evading the Ice Arrow Spell, he charged straight towards William.

He couldn't keep dodging indefinitely; he couldn't let Young Master William down!

Seeing Dison wanting to engage in close combat, William didn't fear. He directly confronted Dison.

"Martial Skill: Fury Slash!"

As Dison approached William, a martial skill was used, but he held back some strength just in case William couldn't withstand this strike. He had complete confidence in stopping the sword's momentum if necessary.

Seeing that Dison didn't go all out, William was naturally eager to try, wanting to see if he could withstand the warrior's martial skill attack under various boosts.

"Martial Skill: Defensive Stance!"

This was a warrior's defensive skill, allowing oneself to enter a defensive state and gain additional armor and block rate bonuses.

Bang!

The long sword heavily struck William's knife. William gritted his teeth, his body slightly tilting backward as he barely managed to withstand this blow.

Even with the support of various buff spells and martial skills, and even with his defensive martial skill, William almost didn't hold onto the knife in his hand under Dison's restrained force.

Using the force to jump back, William freed himself from Dison's subsequent attacks.

Indeed, the vast attribute difference and tier suppression made it very difficult for low-tier professionals to challenge higher-tier professionals.

The body, which had just undergone some exercise for a while, began to feel a little sore and tired.

Throughout half of my life, my insufficient martial skills haven't been of much use.

As expected, direct confrontation doesn't work; I must rely on spells.

William exerted force to throw the long knife in his hand towards Dison. Dison didn't expect William to directly abandon his weapon. He quickly swung his sword to knock the long knife away.

Taking advantage of Dison's defensive stance, William's hand flashed with light as he retrieved a shield prepared in advance from his storage ring.

He dashed forward, a burst of combat aura shimmering as he fiercely slammed the shield towards Dison's face.

"Martial Skill: Shield Strike!"

Dison barely managed to raise his sword in front of him.

Boom!

Despite Dison being a silver-ranked warrior with some resistance to low-level skills, he couldn't completely resist the dizziness effect accompanying the shield strike, entering a brief dazed state.

This was the opportunity William was waiting for!

He threw the shield to the ground and once again retrieved his primary weapon, the Emerald Staff, from his storage ring.

With a flash of emerald light, true to its gold-ranked equipment status, although William couldn't fully utilize the staff's effects yet, the amplification effect was significant enough.

"Weakening Ray!"

"Dizziness Spell!"

"Slowdown Spell!"

"Grease Spell!"

The emerald gemstone atop William's staff shimmered with ethereal light as the stored magical energy within was drawn out, continuously replenishing William's mana consumption.

Even so, William felt like he was barely holding on. In the short time since the battle began, he had already cast nearly twenty spells. Even with the magical energy replenishment from the magic gemstone, he was quickly running out of steam.

But he had already laid the groundwork.

"Weakening Ray" was one of William's favorite spells from his past gaming experiences. It not only reduced the enemy's attack power but also weakened their resilience and elemental resistance.

"Dizziness Spell," "Slowdown Spell," and "Grease Spell" were William's go-to trio for control.

Especially "Grease Spell." As long as the enemy hadn't recovered from the effects of the previous two control spells and happened to slip, it would buy William a lot of time.

After all, slipping didn't care about personal resistance, especially for warriors. How could they exert force and use martial skills when lying on the ground?

Although this set of combos didn't deal direct damage, once you were affected, there was hardly any effective resistance for a short period.

It was like a turn-based game: I move, you move, I move, I move, I move, I move.

Dison had never encountered this kind of tactic before. He perfectly endured all the control effects, leaving him unable to counter William's subsequent spells.

When he finally recovered from dizziness, Dison felt as if his body had rusted, slowing down considerably.

Just as he took a step back to create distance, his foot slipped, losing balance and falling to the ground.

Dison didn't have time to get up, hastily grabbing his sword to prepare for William's next attack.

But when he looked up, he couldn't think of anything else.

He saw William standing about two meters away, the staff slightly tilted forward, and a cyan-colored fireball floating quietly in mid-air.

Unlike a typical Fireball Spell full of burning explosions, the blue flames seemed to flow like water on the surface of the sphere, seemingly devoid of any threat.

But just a glance made all the hairs on Dison's body stand on end.

The warrior's intuition constantly warned him, conveying the terror of this spell. He knew he couldn't withstand it.

Glancing at William, who stood silently nearby with a pale face but made no other move, Dison knew that as long as Young Master William wished, just this brief moment of being down would have been more than enough for him to die multiple times over.

Tightening his grip on the sword's hilt, Dison fiercely threw his weapon aside and bowed his head towards William.

"Young Master, I concede."

[Ding~]

[You have defeated the silver-ranked warrior Dison against the odds, completing the limited challenge task.]

[You gained...]

(End of Chapter)