I Regenerate 10,000 Times Faster

In this world, there are limitations.

For example, before the knowledge of 'Dust', the human genes were severely limited.

There was a limit placed on the human body, in such a way that a man could not jump beyond a certain point, or possess pure physical strength beyond a certain point.

The limit was even more obvious in certain circumstances like reaction speed, flight and even intelligence.

However, under the presence of 'Dust', the cells become activated, absorbing 'Dust' to strengthen themselves. (Genetic Soldier)

Thereafter, the cells gradually loosen the genetic chain to a certain point where they create spaces in the genetic code, this spaces are called Functional Genetic Spaces.

Notwithstanding, the body itself can only strengthen and cannot evolve even with the presence of 'Dust', hence the merging of Super cells.

Super cells could be collected from the bodies of high-level Dimensional Beasts and then merge them into the Functional Genetic Spaces. (Super Soldiers)

In addition, one cannot just merge with different Super cells. There exists Genetic Maps or Gene Code that must be followed for the body to reach the peak of evolution.

And once the Super cells have successfully merged with the body and are filled to the brim with genetic energy, the peak level super soldier would immediately be tranformed into an entirely new creature.

Not animal, however, not human either, they are named Demonic Soldiers.

Each realms, Genetic Soldier, Super soldier, Genetic Soldier and Fiendgod possess their limit.

But, these limits could be lossened even further!

For example, the Serum created by Mr Fiend. It was actually able to increase one's activation cell beyond the known 100 %!

This discovery changed the entire continent in under a month.

With the formula revealed to public, various wealthy individuals, academies and families have begun producing as well as purchasing the serums em masse, increasing the Cell Activation Level if their students beyond the previous immovable limit, further enhancing one's strength.

The saying is true, there are limits, but those limits are meant to be altered or broken.

Something Mad Max already understood and had experienced.

Underneath his massive, muscular fists, the air within an area of a hundred meters coaleased and then condensed, compressing towards the ground as the gravity within Tyrion's part of the arena increased drastically.

"Ka! Ka! Ka!"

The ground gave in as cracks spread around the area's floors in the next second, the fist descended on Tyrion like a falling mountain.

Facing the sudden increasingly powerful fist, Tyrion calmly clenched his fist.

"BOOM!"

Something rumbled deep within him as the blood flowing through his body slouched and surged through him like a flowing river.

THUMP! THUMP!! THUMP!!!

His heartbeat pounded like a war drum!

The wind howled around Tyrion as he slowly clenched his right hand.

His muscles trembled as it vibrated into the frequency of the Supernova technique.

Massive amount of energy sipped out his arm as his blood circulated in a unique revolution and path.

All of this immediately changed the energy flowing bout of him as they , concentrated to the top of his right fist.

The gathered output of the energy was immediately transmute into a blinding light, containing a colossal amount of devastating energy.

He smashed his fist against Mad Max's genetically combined arms.

"BOOM!!!"

The entire crowds either closed or squinted their eyes as the energy blasted outwards in a circular motion.

Mad Max was like a bullet as his body was tossed backward like a football.

However, his legs expanded. Stomping them to the ground, his thick furry legs looking like a were wolf's drew two long ravine in the ground as he was dragged a hundred meters back.

His arms trembled violently as his flesh exploded and his bones creaked an cracked.

It was as though his four arms that had combined into two arms was about to be destroyed.

Max could not help but be shocked, knowing that the now combined fist possess powers way beyond Super Soldier realm and was at least double his previous strength!

But it could still not handle a single punch from Tyrion. There was no point in fighting any longer.

Mad Max dispersed his Super cells as the extra pairs of arms retracted back into his body.

He shook his head and waved his hand, "I quit. You are too powerful."

Finished speaking, he turned and walked off the platform.

"If he could beat Yanrique, then the next battle would be between Mentrail and Tyrion."

"Yanrique probably would not win against Tyrion, since he had already lost against Tyger."

"That's true. If Mentrail manages to win, there probably will not be many rewards for him, since they had already rewarded him with the 5 stages of the Heavenly Crimson Demonic Sword Technique: ; for being top the top 1 after Lara left but if Tyrion wins, then he would definitely get a part of a Legendary martial manual."

During their chattering, the battle carried on.

Actually until now, although the ranking had still not been decided, it had basically already been roughly established. The ranks one and two would be Mentrail or Tyrion without any surprise. The ranks three to five would probably be among Tyger, Mad Max and Yanrique.

The first battle, Ligan had lost to Ghost Saber.

The second battle, Paeton had lost to Zhou Ruo.

The third battle, Yanrique had lost to Xie Ye.

The ninth battle, Mentrail walked on the stage.

Tyger shook his head, "I am not his opponent, I give up!"

All of a sudden, the whole stadium containing hundreds of thousands of people burst out into chatters.

With Tyger giving up his chance, it meant Mentrail would battle with Tyrion earlier than expected.

The top one Trooper: Legend Tyrion; Vs The top one Elite Student: Legend Mentrail!

This was no doubt the most exciting battle of the whole competition, the highlight of the day!

On the east side of the VIP seats, there were a row of teenagers sitting.

The oldest of them all was only nineteen, and the youngest was only sixteen. They wore different clothes, but they all had an exclusive ghost skulls symbols with glowing eyes on their sleeves representing the Death Gate Academy.

Around these people, the air pressure had increased and even space seem to distort around them..

These people all had a great density of energy that silenced the wind.

Half of them could blast Mentrail into bloody mist, while the other half could kill him with the amount of pressure they exuded.

Sitting there, they were chatting casually, without being disturbed by the battles, giving people an indescribable pressure.

"Kirl, among the two of them, who do you think would win?" In the group, a handsome, boy glanced and asked a cold-looking teenager.

The aloof teenage boy said without emotion, "Boring!"

The former forced a laugh, "Why do you have to be so cold!" Turning his head, he asked the teenager in blue, "Lryn, what do you think?"

The teenager in blue was actually the second ranked Supernal student of the first year.

Lryn looked down, thought for a second and said, "I think, it might be Tyrion."

"Oh? Why do you think so?" Another teenager sitting right next to them looked surprised.

Lryn said, "Mentrail gives people the impression of an unstoppable sharp blade. But if a blade is too sharp, it might be easy to get bent which might be a flaw, on the contrary, Tyrion is like a huge lake. His strength, deep and vast. From the beginning of the competition till now, he had not once lost control of the situation. So I deduce that they would definitely fight a long battle.

But Tyrion would be the last one standing. Of course, this is only my opinion, we would have to wait and see the result."

The good-looking teenager laughed, " Lryn, you are always so good at analyzing. But I agree with you, we will wait and see."

Suddenly, a young lady in pure white shirt blouse and tight Jean trousers, sitting on the eighth seat inputted, "Mentrail would definitely lose."

At the top seat, another young lady who wore all red, and looked beautiful teased, "Lara, this is the first time I've see you make a comment!"

Lara said nothing.

The rest of them looked at Lara with different emotions, some of them were anxious, some of them were admiration. She had just become a core student forcefully three days ago, and right now she was already at rank eight. Plus, she looked like she was still holding back, if she wanted to try, it was not impossible for her to get in the top five.

The elite students who were sitting right below the VIP seats kept turning their heads and looking at them, thinking, "Those seats were for the core students. One day, I would definitely sit among them."

Five of the platforms had been ruined.

Tyrion and Mentrail stared at each other on one of the arena that was still in good condition.

"SUU!"

The long blade was taken out of its scabbard.

There was no warning, neither were there any signs.

"Heavenly Crimson Demon Technique!"

A sharp bloody red blade light cut open through space and appeared an inch before Tyrion.

Before anyone could realize it, Tyrion had already withdrawn his blade slashed out with speed not even elite students could comprehend.

"BOOM!!!"