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.
