Chapter 35: Eight Style: Phoenix Blaze Blade Strike!
Five, four...." The ugly man didn't reply, instead, he looked at the group of teenagers as if they were already corpses.
Tyrion and Grant shared a look, they understood what they had to do.
"Three! Fuck it, kill them!" He hadn't even finished his sentence before the ugly scarred man had already taken out his huge blade and jumped towards the group.
The group was startled as they expected that the enemy would count to one and then attack.
But that was exactly the bandit's underhanded trick that worked every time because people were always caught off guard by it
The scarred man, was originally from an evil organization called the Ancient X-men terrorist.
They are a group of terrorists and evil maniacs that had taken the wrong steps to evolve.
They didn't practice their bodies, nor did they temper their cells to unlock their hidden potential. Instead, they grew stronger by directly grafting the gene cores and flesh of powerful Evo beasts monster to forcefully alter their genes, giving them more power they could tap into.
Usually, the process of grafting gene cores and genetic materials of evo beasts into the body was extremely painful and impossible.
But the Ancient X-men had found a way to stabilize the fusion, making them even more tempting for those who crave immense power.
However, Klient had been chased out of the organization due to reasons unknown.
The group was badly startled by the surprise attack and only Tyrion was prepared. It had nothing to do with experiences because he didn't have any. It was only because he sensed Iron Skull's intentions through his small shift in position in preparation for spring while counting.
Activating all his cells, he accumulated power from his activated cells to the maximum.
Tyrion immediately activated the third level of Berserk explosion as he tilted his body, holding his large blade in both hands, he began to trace the fifth style level of the Nine Saber art.
"Void serpent"
Iron Skull was surprised and a little bit unprepared for any kind of reaction, he definitely did not expect that this group of youngsters would be able to resist him at all.
Suddenly, sparks lit up as bright as the fire from the collision. Tyrion's great steel blade slightly shifted and slid past Iron Skull's Saber like a true coiling, slippery python.
"DING!" "Shiiing!!!"
With a burst of sparks, Iron Skull's waist was scratched with a blade mark, and a little bit of blood slowly leaked out from the shallow cut.
Everyone who witnessed this just could not believe their own eyes: A mere genetic soldier with just 50% activated cells had wounded a super soldier with just one movement. It was just impossible.
No one would know that Tyrion himself was actually a little bit disappointed.
'If Iron Skull didn't react as fast as he did, my movement and would definitely have injured him badly; or, if his strength was not as high as it was, his blade would not be able to resist my attack, and the blade scar should be at least two-inch-deep. But still, I guess it's pretty good that I almost killed him.
Iron Skull got a scare as he stared at Tyrion whose muscles had inflated and terrifying thick veins squirming underneath his reddened skin like pythons.
He couldn't help but curse. "Damned brat, you actually activated a forbidden technique!"
"It was right not to underestimate a true Super soldier that had activated all of their cells..." Tyrion ignored the man's words and whispered to himself.
Seeing his first attack failed to create a huge impact, Tyrion controlled the momentum of the blade and with the flick of his wrist, he delivered his second attack – the sixth blade movement "Reverse Star Reaper"
All of a sudden, the blade shifted a little and the surrounding sparks in mid-air seemed to gather at the edge of the blade.
The darkness illuminating the forest was temporarily lifted as that single bright light speckled light like that of a true star being created.
It seemed like the surrounding air had turned into cosmic particles, rushing towards a single point to birth a true star.
"Shit! This brat is actually quite skilled and is not afraid to die!"
Iron Skull had a horrible look on his face. How could he not know of forbidden techniques? He just didn't expect someone as young as Tyrion would possess a forbidden technique, not to mention using it.
Forbidden techniques are more like scare tactics and are only used mainly as a deterrence when meeting with stronger foes. But this brat actually used it immediately without fear of being killed by the technique, Iron skull was wary.
His blade raised like it was about to slice the sky, the sword flashed as it sliced towards the center of Tyrion's blade strike like lightning.
Iron Skull wanted to destroy Tyrion's blade momentum, otherwise, he knew he would be in trouble if Tyrion kept executing the Nine saver styles and continued to increase the momentum with each saber movement.
"Swish!"
Iron Skull's attack was domineering and extremely powerful but surprisingly his blade failed to hit its target!
Iron skull was shocked, his blade cut through Tyrion's blade attack, but it was as though had slashed through shadows, a flimsy illusory shadow as Tyrion's blade turned to several afterimages.
Overwhelmed by the fast movement, Iron Skull immediately jumped back, hurriedly retreating from his opponent.
Tyrion's eyes flashed as he expected Iron skull to retreat.
Not wasting a single second, his muscles inflated and blood spurted out from his exerted flesh as his veins exploded and his flesh cracked like hot clay.
His thighs expanded to twice their previous size as he stomped his legs to the ground.
The ground immediately shattered, forming uneven spider-web shaped cracks as he activated Phantom Leg art, appearing before Iron Skull in the blink of an eye.
Tyrion's blade flashed as he changed his blade movement to the eight-style "Phoenix Blaze"
"SCREEEEE!"
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