Tyrion nodded and jumped onto the seventh platform.
"The peak of the third Super soldier realm… it seems like I am pretty lucky." Tyrion's opponent was a teenager with thick eyebrows, he held a huge blade with an interesting angle. There was visible yellow 'dust' flowing around the tip of his blade, making it look extremely powerful.
Tyrion was pretty speechless, that teenager was also at the peak of Mid Super soldier realm, he was wondering what that luck his opponent mentioned was.
"Lose!"
The teenager with thick eyebrows suddenly jumped towards Tyrion, the hard stone floor under his feet was filled with cracks as he moved. He waved his huge blade that obviously was not light as he ran towards Tyrion.