My Muscles Adapt 10,000 Times Faster

Chapter 41: I Alone Am The Honored One!

"Who are you?"

Xeiren gave a cold smile and replied, "Dead men tell no tales!"

His own younger brother had his arm severed and his three friends had been killed. How could he not be moved to act? Furthermore, now he had an excuse to kill him. Even if the maguses were to punish someone, it would not be him.

More importantly, the main culprit, Xavier, had not been killed. Even if he lost a limb, they had the resources to reattach it.

Tron nodded his head seriously. "You are right. It's a waste of brain cells to know the name of a dead man."

Before the eyes of everyone, his figure suddenly dissipated like smoke as he flashed.

...

Fury burned within him like an erupting volcano. Adrenaline surged within him like cocaine as his heart thumped loudly like a surging river. He wanted to take the opportunity to quickly kill him before he could let out a spell incarnation, just like he had done the others.

However, Xeiren had already been in the 8th tier for a while. His battle experience was also greater than that of Tron's.

Facing Tron's speed, he remained calm and undaunted. He took a step back and his palm formed a knife as he slashed downwards.

"Iceblade Fury!"

The entire environment seem to change as a snow blizzard materialised with snowy land enveloping area.

A gust of chilly air splashed as crystallized ice blades formed in midair, imbueded with cold energy.

The attack was extremely dangerous and was countless times stronger than Xavier's strongest move.

"Brother, slaughter him! Turn him into mincemeat!" Xavier would eternally remember this grudge. If he did not die today, he would ensure that Tron would live a life of regret!

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Tron's eyes lit up and in that moment, his brain went into overdrive as he slashed rapidly against the flurries of Ice blades.

In a single exchange of each blades, Tron would be knocked back flying over 2 meters, almost dropping his Space Render blade in the process.

"Tron is finished."

"With Xeiren's massive strength, he overpowers him by almost two times!"

"it's impossible to take him on without using spells. Why does he insist on using level-zero spells."

"isn't it obvious? He had never cone across any spell model in his life. "

The surrounding students were in constant discussion. Some of them looked at Tron with a pitiful gaze. He had reached this position from a servant and managed to make such a blunder just moments after joining the academy. He was doomed.

There was absolutely no suspense in this scene.

"Elder Brother, don't just kill him. Let me strike him a few times." Xavier scrambled to his feet, his face glaring viciously and evilly.

Xeiren's face was cold. With just a single level-1 spell, the he had managed to supress Tron to the extent that he couldn't do anything.

His eyes glinted and he started an incantation for a secinq spell. He was planning on finishing Tron off!

Frankly speaking, Xeiren was just too strong for him.

It was as though he had entered an icy land, surrounded by ice in all directions. The freezing effect entered his bones and his boiling blood suddenly began to slow down.

This was a moment of life and death.

At this moment, Xavier had become even more unbridled. Who cared if his entire body was dyed in blood? His eyes only held a gaze of anticipation as he wanted to personally see Tron die regretfully right in front of his eyes.

"Tron, you are destined to die full of regrets by my hand! You want to avenge that old wretch? It's a pity. You are trash. You do not have that ability!"

Xavier laughed raucously.

On the other hand, Xeiren had a cold smile as he formed his second spell.

"Cold Fusion; Eternal Iceblade!"

The blizzard of snow blades suddenly stopped, merging together to form a gigantic 5 meter sword that rushed towards Tron like a missile!

"Haha! You're too weak!"

Tron laughed coldly, and ignoring the blood flowing down his lips as he stomped his feet to the ground.

Thw ground shattered to smitherens as Tron flew like a comet.

"BANG!"

Icy shockwave blasted in all directions like a wave as the massive ice blade shattered. The students nearby couldn't help but step back, activating their protective mana shield to avoid being poked by the ice shared.

But the Space Render blade was knocked flying. It was almost knocked off Astra Arena entirely.

"Tron, your death is near." Xavier, who had been hiding behind Xeiren the whole time, began to laugh frenzedly.

As Tron was now unarmed and defenseless, the reserved Xeiren smiled nefariously, and summoning another tier-1 spell.

"Ice blade Fury!"

An icy blade blizzard descended upon Tron!

At this point in time, Tron opened up both arms, bathing his entire body in the rays of the sun. His entire body seemed to swell up.

[5th star Acolyte stage completed ]

[6th-star Acolyte stage (0%)]

He raised his head, his crimson eyes staring right at Xeiren and Xavier, as well as at the rest of the academy's students.

"Blood Burn!"

"BOOM!"

Tron felt his mind explode, becoming free from the constraints of his skull.

Suddenly, his chest puffed out like a balloon as the blood in his veins flowed like a river, creating a swooshing sound and the sound of his heartbeat running wild like an alternator! It's beat echoing from the confinement of his flesh, reaching the ears of the acolytes nearby, stunning them.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!! Whoosh!!!"

His heart propelled his blood cycle to its limits creating thunderous sound inside his head!

Abruptly, he shivered as a 'bang!' echoed in his ears. His blood screeched for a quarter of a second before resuming it's cycle. Blood gushed into his head as it turned several shades red, his muscles shook as the temperature of his body increased by more than 30 degree Celsius. It was terrifying.

Looking at Tron's body in a microscopic point of view, his entire cells received a sudden burst of energy, slamming into each other rapidly in a unique frequency, generating massive amount of energy that surged through Tron's body like a waterfall.

Grams of adrenaline seeped through his adrenal gland, mixing through his blood, staining his crimson blood a dark-red colour as his heart pumped the blood through his bones, organs, muscles and flesh. Everywhere the blood touched would be enhanced as though laced with a few kiolgram of cocaine.

Shockwaves blasted out from his body, sending everything within a ten meter radius away.

A bloody smell erupted from him, permeating the entire platform and an illusion of a bloody lake surged around him intensely.

"Blood Mist!? Wasn't his strength barely at the 5th-star Acolyte realm? How is his physique now above 8th-star?"

"It's impossible. Unless he has been hiding his strength, he it's impossible to develop three stars and connect them in the blink of an eye!"

"If his control of the spell is high enough, he might actually be able to control blood magic!"

As the bloody mist escaped Tron's pores,enveloping him, the surrounding 30 or so acolytes were dumbfounded.

Xeiren's expression finally had a minute change, but he did not hesitate to chop downwards. Right behind him, Xavier took three steps back while shouting, "Although he is already 15 years old, his talent in magic is astonishing. He must have obtained a some treasure. Brother, you must kill him!"

"Cut the crap!"

Xeiren knew exactly what he had to do. Tron was already so strong now, crossing over two entire stars to battle with him. So long as he continued to develop, he would become a strong enemy.

Without hesitation, Xeiren's raised his right hand, his fingers curled while the index finger as well as his middle finger straightened, pointing at Tron as it formed a sword knife.

At that moment, the temperature dropped drastically as another gigantic crystal blade appeared before him.

With a simple flick, the the 2-meter icy sword pierced though the air with intense speed. Sonic boom echoed as the air resistance was torn apart.

The crystal blade of ice left an icy trail in the air like a shooting star as a layer of frost appeared on the ground.

Xeiren staked his entire mana on the spell, enhancing it to the early sixth-star, piercing the blade towards Tron's throat.

Tron raised his head high to the sky, a menacing smile on face as he let out a wild laugh.

"Hahahaha. Such strength..."

"If only you knew, I alone am the honored one!"

"BOOM!"

His bloodshot eyes suddenly opened up, glowing like the starry skies as he locked in on the attack.

This was a moment of life and death!

Tron let out a cold smile and suddenly raised his hands.

"DING!"

Tron actually reached out with his hand and grasped the tip of the 2-meters long blade with his bare hands. With a kacha sound, the crystal sword was tightly held in a death grip. Yet, no matter how Xeiren moved his mana, he was unable to make the icy sword budge even an inch within Tron's hands!

"What!?"

The acolytes were once again treated to a shocking sight.

He had actually used his bare hands to receive the blade, and he had even succeeded.

Xavier looked as though he had been struck by lightning.