Trouble

With the evolution of the world, and the creation of 'DUST', numerous Ancient Zones and temples from the time before ripped through the ground, in numerous locations, creating some sort of dimension zones.

The temples were strange and heavily guarded by ancient monsters, legendary beasts, and mythical beings.

Not many could pass through the high-level Ancient zones without incredible strength.

But the low-level ones were quite easier and had been cleared and those who managed to clear them would receive rewards known as 'RELICS'.

Weapons heavily dependent on 'Dust' that could create devastating attacks way above one level of strength.

Relics as such are expensive to purchase and would cost an ordinary family their entire fortune to loan one.

Even Tyrion hadn't had the opportunity to see one before but currently, Seraph was putting in a defensive relic which shocked Tyrion.

"If that's the case then, Berserk Explosion first state!"

He rotated his blood to their limits and his heart beat wildly like the roar of a primordial beast.

His activated cells surged and his physical body was strengthened to its limits.

His muscles bulged by quite a bit as he grew much more bulky, appearing taller by a few centimeters!

Blood patterns appeared all over his skin as veins the size of pinky fingers expanded through his head, his neck, all the way to his face.

The winds seemed to be stirred up by the pressure!

His current expression was quite savage as berserk energy rippled through him.

His eyes turned red and it was as though he was a prehistorical beast looking down at his prey as he stared at her!

He wanted to see if her defensive relic could withstand his Berserk Explosion and his Nine saber styles.

Seraph was so angry that she smiled sinisterly when she heard him.

But as if she had remembered something, her gaze flickered with a strange light as she glared at him with hatred.

She recalled the legend she had heard about the Berserk Explosion technique and her eyes couldn't help but flash with hesitation.

From the looks of it, Tyrion could activate the Berserk Explosion technique and if he went all out, he would make sure to perish with her.

She was currently weak and although her activated cells had reached 70 percent, judging by the pressure Tyrion was exuding, their powers were almost quite at the same level.

If she forcefully tried to fight him, she would get injured which would set her back by a few weeks as she would need to recuperate.

She hesitated, she had no idea if he she was been tricked and Tyrion was only putting on a facade by forcefully rousing his blood but Seraph couldn't tell for sure.

She stared intently at him, wanting to figure him out. In the end, she gave a hateful glare that was enough to chill any heart down his way.

"Bastard! I will take the Legend position from you by any means, you just wait and see!" Stomping her foot in anger, she turned away and with a few leaps, she had vanished from sight.

Exactly four seconds later, Cough! Cough!!

Tyrion's body crumbled to the floor as he coughed out a mouthful of blood. He was incredibly weakened.

Just a few seconds of activating the technique his internal organs were severely injured. Singlets of tears had appeared in several positions in his veins and blood vessels, they were on the verge of rupturing.

But it wasn't worth mentioning as he could just recuperate in a few seconds.

Tyrion suddenly smiled 'That was a good fight.'

He had been hoping to spar with someone to see how strong 40 percent activated cells were.

Unexpectedly, he had been given a chance to make a rough comparison.

Wiping the blood off his mouth, he hurriedly left the place. From limping to jogging and when by the next second he was fully healed, he went on a full sprint, not daring to remain there any longer than necessary.

From the time Seraph attacked him, up to this moment, just two to three minutes had passed.

"Congrats on winning your first forced Duel. The title of Legend will temporarily be protected for a week, unable to be snatched even after being defeated. After which, the protection would expire. Good luck!"

The cybernetic voice faded into thin air.

Although stunned by the message, Tyrion didn't stop using the Phantom Leg Art until he caught sight of the large legend mountain.

By this time, quite a few students were gathered at the entrance of the mountain.

Amongst them was Wade, the usual second in the ranking list but third this time.

It had been a week but Wade had changed drastically. His body exuded a malevolent wave of energy as he stood loftily on the path up the Legend mountain.

Undoubtedly, he had grown even stronger. He had likely unlocked and activated about 85% to 90% of his cells. making his body muscles, skin, and body ripple with immense energy.

Tyrion immediately knew that things were bad.

While Wade's strength gave him pressure, Tyrion was confident in his ability.

With the Berserk Explosion, phantom Leg Art, and the Demonic Blood beast morph, he should be a match for Wade.

But if Seraph, who was only 4th on the ranking list could own a Relic, who's to say Wade wouldn't have one?

Not to mention his hatred for Tyrion, he would most likely use it to attack him once Tyrion activates the Ultima state of Berserk Explosion.

At this moment, Tyrion's eyes flashed and he didn't pass that route, choosing to circle around a longer route instead.

About half an hour later, Tyrion finally reached his building.

Tired and exhausted he started to undress as soon as he walked into his building, heading for the bathroom.

He had just tossed his pants in a different direction in the sitting room when he noticed something weird.

Just as he was thinking what it was, a voice suddenly spoke.

"Didn't I ask you to meet me after settling in?"