Chapter 20: 80,000 Points!
The air shattered and exploded into pieces as though the entire training room was about to collapse.
Underneath his one single punch, his body released massive waves of steaming heat, three visible shockwaves rippling through the air like a stone being dropped in a still lake.
Stopping the skill, his body instantly healed and his skin closed up as though being glued together by an invisible force.
"Evaluation: ultima level."
"As the first 1st-year student to have reached the ultima state of the Phantom Leg Art, 10,000 points have been awarded."
Tyrion sighed in relief.
"Exhausting, time for the big guns." He licked his lips at the amount of points he was going to get this time.
"You have selected the Demonic Blood Cell Tempering Method, please display it to evaluate your comprehension."
Michael removed his clothes took in a deep breath and exhaled.
The moment he exhaled, his bodily structure began to change drastically and he transformed into a half-human, half-tiger monster.
"Evaluation: ultima level."
"As the first, first-year student to have reached the ultima state in Demonic Blood cell Tempering Technique, 10,000 points have been awarded."
Tyrion grinned, satisfied with the amount of points he currently has.
Wearing his clothes, he exited the room. The source of this content can be connected to n0v3lb!n★
Immediately, a notification rang out within his holo-watch.
[Important Notification]
"Ding! Congrats to Legend Tyrion for reaching the Ultima states in four techniques, You've been awarded 40,000 points."
"Ding!! Congrats to Legend Tyrion for reaching the Ultima states in four techniques, You've been awarded 40,000 points."
Their speed fast as they fade in and out of existence from the second-year estate.
That's right, even second-year students were interested in his 40,000 points as within Death Academy, credit point is everything.
With credit points, there was no limit to one's future as they could purchase serums to increase their cell-activation rate or even break through the cell activation stage.
Among those rushing from the first-year dorm, Tyrion noticed one that was quite eye-catching among them.
He was a burly figure with a huge shape. He is incredibly tall, standing at 2.2 meters tall. His skin color was as dark as the night sky but his hair made him worth quite the second look as it was green in color.
What made him quite eye-catching wasn't the fact that he had no shirt on and his upper body was quite naked.
He was also pretty handsome with chiseled streamlined muscles rippling with force.
But the fact that he was literally jumping his way through buildings as though he had springboard as legs was quite shocking.
He ran a few meters on the ground and although the floor he stepped on didn't cave in, his footprint still tattooed the ground, dragging up quite the dust.
Then, Boom! He shot towards the air like a cannonball!
20 Meters!
He had crossed 20 Meters in a single leap!
Tyrion could hear the booming sounds as the ground quaked. When he saw the shadows flickering, he knew things were going wrong. But at the sight of the jumping figure, his expression changed slightly.
From the figure's physique, it was obvious he was practicing a strength-enhancing technique. Which implies that speed wasn't his forte, strength was.
But surprisingly, he was jumping 20 meters at a distance. It was an incredibly frightening sight to behold.
'Dammit, it hasn't even been a month, and yet, freaks like this already exist.' Tyrion cursed in his mind.
He wasn't the least bit intimidated by any of them though, he was just surprised there were people like this within just one week of entering Death Academy.
Placing both his hands in his trousers, he lowered his head in his coat by a bit as he walked towards the 1st-year student estate like an ordinary student.
At this moment, he wanted no trouble to himself and only wished to get to his house at the mountain, training his body till everything died down.
He just wished he had an earpod to listen to a few music, distracting himself. It would be pretty amazing. Tyrion smirked at the thought and proceeded to fast walk.