Chapter 22: Quake Fist!

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nSeeing Tyrion who was clear 10 meters away suddenly appeared before her shocked her but the reaction speed of an 70% cell activation level individual wasn’t slow in the least.

nClearly not expecting the sudden attack. Her face changed slightly but she sneered.

nClenching her fist, she also punched out with inconceivable speed.

nThe air crackled as though it was being compressed by an invisible force.

nShe was playing in a contest in Strength.

n“BANG!”

nThe muffled sound of flesh rang out.

nRipples of airwave dispersed as hundreds of kilograms of flesh collided.

nTyrion felt pain as an incredible vibrating force traveled from his fist through his arm attempting to crush his organs. His expression couldn’t help but change slightly.

n‘Strong!’

nHe gasped inside as he stared at the girl before him.

n“BAM!” “BAM!” “BAM!”

nTyrion was pushed several steps backward, attempting to dissolve the strength.

nHis face was slightly flushed as he glared at the girl before him. Although he had dissolved the force, the vibrating strength was still there, he couldn’t quell it just by moving backward.

nInjured 100 damage points

nHis arm dropped limp to the side as though it was useless. The vibrating force in his body seemed to have locked down the nerves in his arm, making him lose control over it.

nMeanwhile, Seraph took two steps backward, the difference in strength was clear.

nSeraph glanced at Tyrion while smirking. “Do you know why I still chose to engage you after knowing you’ve reached the Ultima states in 4 techniques??” her smile grew wider. “That’s because even Ultima’s cannot bridge the gap between Cell activation levels! I don’t know if I should call you stupid or more stupid. ”

nHer expression morphed into one of confusion as she appeared to be honestly perplexed about the matter. “The reward sure is tempting but do you think you would have the strength to protect yourself? Let’s agree and assume the other year won’t be interested, do you think I or Wade or other people won’t be interested in such an amount of points? ” she said with curiosity in her eyes.

nTyrion’s frown deepened as he knew everything she said was true but he also honestly wanted to cry too.

nHow could he know it would be announced to the entire students? He was plotted against by the system!

n“Cut the nonsense.” Stomping his legs, he dashed forward with incredible speed, his body blurring as he turned into several afterimages.

nSeraph smiled when she saw this. As expected, his male ego is not willing to admit who is stronger. ‘What a stubborn fellow’ she clicked her tongue.

nCirculating his blood, his heart, beat loudly in his chest as blood flowed from his vessels to his muscles and bones, especially his legs!

nHe flashed before her and swiftly lashed two kicks towards her. Seraph wasn’t stupid enough to accept those kicks.

nShe sidestepped the attack and then attacked, attempting to make use of the opening behind Tyrion’s back.

nHer fist swished through the air. Targeting his back. All of a sudden, Tyrion twisted his body which was in midair. With the momentum, he launched a fierce horizontal kick towards her head! As if he were playing a soccer ball.

nThe air cracked as his kick picked up the wind with force carrying all of his momentum.

nLooking at the leg that had swelled to be bigger than her waist, she turned pale. As if she had no bone at all, she bent her upper body backward, almost parallel to the ground.

n“Whoosh!!!”

nHer face stung as the kick’s wind blew past her face.

nNot inclined to let the momentum fade, he dropped to the ground while performing a 360 horizontal sweep towards her legs that were supporting her body! The ground seems to split by the sudden intrusion!

nAs if she had expected something like that, she executed a backflip! .𝒎

nSince the momentary force of his kicks was evaded by her, he pursued her!

n“Get over here!”

nHe growled as his foot kicked off explosively and akin to an arrow released from a bow he shot towards her!

nHis left hand shot out in the blink of an eye, reaching to slash for her head!

nSeraph’s expression turned ugly for the first time. When she came here, she was full of confidence. Thinking it would be an easy win as she had surpassed her limit, activating 70% of her cells, she had not expected that she would be the one at a slight disadvantage!

nShe did not have time to dwell on such thoughts. She was incredibly angered as her fist was rushing straight at her, causing her eyes to twitch. A slight chill ran through her head!

n“Quake fist!”

nWith an angry bellow, she punched both fists at the incoming Tyrion!

nOne fist aiming at his oncoming fist, while the other was shooting towards his head!

nIn an instant, an ethereal wave of air seemed to ripple on her fists. Layers after layers of airwaves surged forward with incredible momentum, forming slight air whirlpools from the ferocity of her fist.

n“Quake Fist? My god? How did she manage to purchase a tier-2 technique in just one week?”

n“A tier-2 fist technique, even if that guy has unlocked twice his current activated Cells, he wouldn’t be able to withstand this attack!”

n“Good!”

nTyrion said expressionlessly as he planted his legs stably on the ground. He appeared to be as unshakable as a mountain!

nHe moved his right hand which was supposed to be paralyzed and his left hand, forming a claw with both hands, he grabbed at the incoming Tremor Fist!

n“BOOM!!!”

nAs the two attacks collided, a blast of shockwave, visible to the naked eye shot outwards in all directions, clearing all the dust in the surrounding area which had been generated from their fight in an instant!

n“Whoosh!”

nThe surrounding spectators couldn’t help retreating a few steps in shock as they felt as if a hammer had smashed against their skull, making them almost unconscious!

nThe moment his claw held the fist, Tyrion felt as if he had been hit by a speeding Train! His head felt very faint but he managed to hold out still!

nGazing into her eyes Tyrion lips seem to curl up to a smirk. Seraph immediately began to develop a bad feeling! She swiftly wanted to retreat but her fist seemed to be locked with a force akin to a vice grip!

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