My Muscles Adapt 10,000 Times Faster

"Now, let's fight for real."

Tron's attack pattern changed.

In that instant, the power in his body rushed out like an erupting volcano. His feet lifted up as it cracked against the wind, slamming forward like a whip!

Whoosh!

The girl's upper body moved as she bent backward, avoiding the kick as it passed by her face, the wind cutting a few strands of her hair in the process.

With the leaning force, she suddenly lifted her legs in the air, reclining horizontally in mid-air as she kicked both feet toward Tron.

"BOOM!"

The force slammed explosively into Tron's crossed arms like a rocket, making him retreat violently

Although Seraph was just 14, her senses were insanely keen. Of course, it could be because she had been practicing the combat arts of the army at a young age.

However, Tron was like a tidal wave in an ocean. The more force you give, the more force he releases!

[4th-star Acolyte completed!]

[Advancing to 5th-star!]

What followed that was a speed the other students could barely react to.

Seraph had just flipped, standing on the ground when Tron blinked in front of her with an unfathomable speed.

"BOOM!"

Her pace was disrupted and her body reeling backwards as her legs rapidly tapped on the ground to dissipate the force.

However, Tron pressed on as he stomped his feet and flashed beside her. His legs moved like a sledgehammer, slamming towards her waist.

Serpah's face paled and she her hers fluttered like butterflies as she performed numerous handseals, hurriedly casting her simplified spell.

"Form!"

An emerald-coloured spell circle lit up around her fist as a barely perceivable barrier appeared around her.

The protective barrier had barely formed when Tron's feet slammed into it like an artillery shell.

"KA-BOOM!"

The barrier withstood the attack for a few milliseconds and then shattered immediately.

"Crack!"

When that attack struck, 10,000 people were immediately stunned. Tron's strength had suddenly savored from the 4th-star to fifth star in the blink of an eye.

"BAM!"

Seraph had managed to retreat using the chance she had bought by casting her protective spell. Slapping Tron's kick aside in the process, but increasing her speed.

As an Acolyte, the protection spell was what anyone would first master and when one reached an extreme mastering in the spell, one could activate it with a single thought.

Even though Seraph hwdnnt reached that level of mastery yet, she had actually reached the stage where the incantation had been shrited to a few words.

Tron suddenly landed on the ground and then stomped his feet with full force. His body soared ten meters in the air as he remained stable as though floating in midair.

The moment gravity reacted, Tron suddenly brought his right feet up, his toes pointing to the skies like a sword's tip as his foot cleaved down towards seraph's head like a massive sword.

"So strong!"

Seraph's face had finally changed. She hurriedly performed several hand seals as she whispered several incantations.

Magic circles appeared around her arm like revolving stars and the ground ruptured as thick vines tore through the ground, forming a dome above her.

"BANG!"

The vines shattered as though they were made of paper

Seraph rapidly retreated a few steps. Just as she was about to counter, her foot suddenly lost support.

"I'm already at the edge?!"

Seraph's face paled.

Her foot found air. Normally, she would not fall off easily, but the problem was that Tron's foot Cleave was right between her eyes. If she did not retreat, she would take a hit. Such a powerful strike would definitely kill her if she took the blow.

But if she retreated, she would definitely fall off. Arcane-dark sphere aside, she would be eliminated. Although Seraph was young, and still had chances to enter the Magus Academy, the servant status was a burden to her.

Habing no other choice, Seraph gritted her teeth and gave a low roar as she punched upwards.

"BANG!"

There was no change. Tron's kick slammed into her fist, and generating powerful wave of air that blasted in a circular wave. The shock generated was powerful, and Seraph was immediately thrown back while hugging the Arcane-dark sphere. Both her feet were in the air, and without any place to cast off from, she could only fall.

"What!?"

The entire crowd was stunned.

At this moment, Tron made an incomprehensible move. He moved quickly, and with a good eye. He reached out a hand to catch hold of Seraph's shift and gave it a gentle tug, throwing her back on to the Arcane Battle Arena.

Although he felt that Seraph should enter the Magus Academy, this wasn't the reason he caught their her. The main reason was simply because she was still with the Arcane-dark sphere!

If she had fallen, it would have been useless fighting her and he wouldn't end up with it either!

Seraph was amazed.

She thought she had been eliminated.

Everyone reeled at that moment.

"Again." Tron didn't give her chance to cast any other spell and was about to attack.

At this time, Seraph suddenly threw the Arcane-dark sphere down, saying, "You win, no need to continue."

Tron caught the Arcane-dark sphere. He had not thought that Seraph would be easy going and dropped the sphere with him.

Indeed, she should have been knocked off the platform and the Arcane-dark sphere returned anew to the Arcane Battle Arena for them to fight over.

But now Seraph was not intending to continue fighting. Instead, she was thankful that Tron had pulled her back and allowed her to enter the academy. Although the Arcane-dark sphere was precious, character was more valuable.

The rest were too weak to contest, and Seraph would not fight. The Arcane-dark sphere was indeed in Tron's hands.

Of course, this did not mean that he was better than Seraph.

But that strike had indeed been amazing. Out of all the competitors, perhaps only the three sixth-star candidates could receive it.

What came next was just cleaning up the rest of the competitors. Tron held the Arcane-dark sphere aloft, and no one came to fight for it, because currently, the he was the strongest.