Meeting Instructor Keisha Once More

Time passed, and even though Tyrion already joined Alice's squad, he would only practice with them for two hours each day before hurrying back to the mountain to practice "Nine Sky Thunder Blade" technique.

Four days and Tyrion still hasn't been able to get initiated to the technique.

The system hadn't recognized the skill yet!

Tyrion was depressed! He didn't want to learn the technique, he just needed the system to recognize it as his body practiced it so he could upgrade it.

Sadly, his talent was just too poor.

Even though he couldn't learn it, it was clear that Tyrion has become more stronger and his control over his blade and power has improved a lot.

"Even though I still can't get it, but at least I'm able to control my muscles much better than before" Tyrion stood up from the crimson tub the huge cuts over his body started to heal as he showered the blood off before silently started putting on his clothes, bag and blade along with his alloyed battle boots.

He then wore his coat of identification. The coat was pure dark in color with the head of a skeleton at the back and a demonically written death academy behind it.

He had his backpack, and Cypher blade on his back. On his right wrist was his holo watch. In his bag, he had some water and high carb food prepared.

"Today, is the first day I truly leave the academy and begin a mission." Tyrion took in a deep breath,

Indeed…

Today, was the day that the squad departs!

"Status,"

[Name: Methuselah Tyrion]

[Specie: Human]

[Innate Trait (Lvl:1): 10,000× regenerative cells]

[Damaged Points: 15,099]

[Life-Level: Genetic Human]

[Cell Activated: 89%]

[Dust Absorbing Technique: Seven Injection Method]

[Cell Tempering Technique: Demonic Blood Tempering Art(Max lvl) Special Effect(s): Tiger Beast Morph.']

[Combat Arts: Phantom Leg Art (Max lvl), Berserk Explosion (Max lvl), Nine Saber Styles(Max lvl), Tiger Beast Morph(Max lvl) [Tactical Retreat(99.1%)]

[Occupation: Open pervert]

[Remark: You're a bigger trash]

The Demonic Blood Tempering art is extremely domineering. It's violent energy destroying the body as well as the terrifying self mutilating act to absorb the blood made it appear really terrifying and undesirable but it's speed of activating the cell is extremely fast.

Especially during Tyrion's case where he could heal from any injury, as long as he possess enough blood esscense blood, he could increase his strength rapidly.

And in just four days, he had activated 30% more cells, showing how terrifying the technique is.

...

Tyrion had just exited his bedroom, all set. Just as he reached his sitting room, he frowned slightly as he paused.

His hands slowly reached for the Cypher blade behind him as he gazed around with a cold expression.

Before he could do anything though, a figure seem to appear from thin air as though they had walked out of the void.

Tyrion's face changed the moment he saw who it was.

"You're quite perceptive as a Genetic Soldier."

Instructor Keisha exited the void, a hint of surprise in her tone.

Tyrion glared at her as though he had met a terrifying foe as he asked coldly.

"What do you want this time?"

The Instructor proceeded to ignore him and made her self comfortable in his villa, taking her seat.

"Don't you want to know how I did that?" Her crimson eyes shifted from the painting hanging in his wall to Tyrion as she said the question he really wanted to ask.

Tyrion didn't say anything but relaxed his hand from his blade.

"It's a Blood Demon Art I inherited from killing a Mythical Shadow Mother. Do you want it?" She raised eye brow as she asked.

Tyrion's face turned indifferent. Even if he wanted it, it wasn't his turn to own it. A mythical being? He didn't even know what level that sort of being stood but he was certain it was beyond the Demonic Warrior stage

He couldn't help but scrutinize Keisha, wondering just what stage she was currently at.

"I need your blood again this time." She suddenly spoke.

Tyrion immediately chuckled. He knew what she was here for but that doesn't mean he would give it to her because she asked.

"And what are you willing to do for it?" Tyrion folded his arms and asked with a smirk.

Instructor Keisha's face suddenly turned frosťy as an intense killing intent radiated off from her. She suddenly chuckled, an emotion vastly different from her previously cold one.

Tyrion was immediately stunned by her smile. Two dimples adorned the sides of her cheeks, as the entire world seem to dim underneath that single smile. It was as though the sun had lost its brilliance and the thing here was that, there was no sun!

"I need more blood this time, at least five syringe worth."

Hearing this, Tyrion seemed to have been slapped back to reality.

"Five syringe's worth? You must be joking! Blood affects my regenerating speed. If I lost too much blood, my regeneration speed decreases. And if you didn't know, I and my team plan on heading to Alternate dimension today to complete the combat assignment, I can't afford to affect my combat strength purely based in the fact that you need blood."

Instructor Keisha turned away and she was strangely not annoyed at his words.

Tyrion's eyes widened as he glowered. "Moreover, your information was totally wrong! You said that the mission was to head to the Ancient Winged-race temple and kill a 1-star Headless-angel together with a team, but you were completely wrong! We were instead sent to the Ancient Undead Temple to kill a Blood Ripper!"

"Oh?" The instructor tilted her head but didn't show any signs of being surprised.

"They both are Iron-ranked beings, aren't they?" She stated.

Tyrion's face reddened in anger. There are differences between Iron-grade dimensional beings!

Headless angels can still be killed by shattering their heart and destroying their bodies but blood rippers, their bodies are almost indestructible, moreover, even beheading them or obliterating their hearts won't do any good because they are Undead!

If he hadn't searched through various posts, he might have actually suffered quite a loss.

"With your regenerative, you are practically unkillable. Why are you so scared of a little set back?" Instructor Keisha seem to genuinely ask, curiosity on her face.

"Humph!" He turned his face away and ignored her.

"How's your training with the Nine Sky Thunder Blade coming up?"

Tyrion's face immediately darkened. "How do you know about that?"

She waved her hands indifferently. "Barely anything goes on in this academy without my knowledge."

Then her expression changed to one of pure scorn. "You're training the Nine Sky Thunder Blade without the aid of the Lightning&thunder training room? Even if you were given ten years, it's impossible for you to learn anything."