Ultimas, they are similar to myths. They are said to be the accumulation of experience, hard work, and time with 1 percent luck!
They said to practice one move for ten years and you shall move mountains.
What if you practice one technique for a thousand years?
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Perhaps Tyrion had been lucky he gained insight at the moment of life and death. No one will know for sure since he’s dead.
The instructors, apart from Fabia sent bone-chilling glares at the dragon demoness. .
But she, she was staring at the stage, slight surprise at the depth of her eyes.
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Blood pooled down the fallen body of the beast and the spectating students shook their heads in pity. It was to be expected, there was no way Tyrion would have survived being impaled by the Horned Panther.
That beast was just too deadly to deal with.
Although they couldn’t see Turion’s situation as he was buried under the huge body of the beast, it was easy to guess the situation.
“Guy almost became a living legend. Pity though.”
“True, surviving the demoness attack is enough for him to live a fulfilled life.”
The students discussed the situation in a whisper, not daring to shout out loud in the presence of the demoness.
* * *
“Pfft!”
Tyrion woke up in agonizing pain. This time, things weren’t fun at all. Almost all the bones in his body had shattered and as for his ribs, they had fragmented within him.
The most grievous injury was the one to his stratum. The horn pierced completely into his chest, pinning him to the ground. Luckily, he changed his posture on impact otherwise, his heart would have also been pierced through.
While he still didn’t know the limitations of his regeneration, the heart was the most important of organs. Therefore, needed to be protected.
In the next few seconds, he could feel his bones moving inside him, fragments of bones connecting back together like magnets, piece by piece. It was like a scattered puzzle, containing millions of shards arranged back to their previous position by some mysterious force, now increase the speed by ten thousand times.
Popping sounds of his bones being put back in place sounded out from within him like the muffled sounds of popcorn.
“Hmmph!”
Tyrion had to bite the disgusting flesh of the Horned Panther to stop himself from screaming out loud.
Then with gritted teeth, he pulled himself out from the horn impaling him, falling flat to the ground with a loud thud.
One could see a huge fist-sized hole in his chest. Rapidly, the hole within his chest started closing up as he healed. First was his backbone.
The two severed halves began growing rapidly, meeting each other in the middle as they connected and merged with each other, forming a newly intact spinal cord.
Next were his intestine, tissues, and veins. They very rapidly began to grow as the cells in his body regenerated ten thousand times faster.
With speed so fast it was almost impossible to see, his bones, tissues, muscles veins, and flesh as well as other various internal parts regenerated back to the way they were.
As though the time domain acting on his body had been reversed.
Witnessing this scene, the entire stadium descended into a terrifying silence.
“H-How’s that possible?”
“How’s he still alive?!”
“Look at the blood on the floor! The Horned Panther is dead!”
“D…dead?”
“The Horned Panther was killed? When was it killed?”
“What happened, how did the panther just die?”
The stadium once again erupted with the noise of disbelief, shock, and awe. Everyone who thought Tyrion had been done for a moment ago now had shocked expressions on their faces.
They couldn’t make heads or tails of what had happened.
“No. 132490 had passed passed with the highest score.” Instructor Keisha’s seductive voice bounced off the walls as she announced.
The remaining six participants were walking towards the high table under the command of the Head Instructor.
But they immediately froze once the message settled in them.
The students were stunned. “P-passed?”
“How?”
“Instructor Keisha has spoken!”
“She almost got Tyrion killed multiple times, now she’s giving him full honors!”
“Even if she is the Chief Instructor, she can’t be so blatantly biased with him. It is obvious he used something to survive this long!” .𝒎
Everyone looked toward head Instructor Keisha and saw that she was no longer seated on the high table but was standing instead.
Her eyes twinkling with a hint of surprise. The other instructors too were all stunned, including Fabian.
They couldn’t see how Tyrion managed to survive being impaled to the chest as the huge body of the Panther had completely covered him.
The head instructor gave no further explanation on the matter, leaving quite a few students dissatisfied with the situation but they dared not voice their complaint.
“I… finally survived!” Tyrion took in big gulps of air, as escaping from death’s clutches had brought on an enormous rush of adrenaline and happiness. And straight after that, he collapsed on the floor from sheer exhaustion. To kill the Horned panther, not only had he put himself in danger, but had exhausted his mind body, and heart. Thus, he was spent. The medical team on standby immediately came and carried him out.
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Another hour passed and finally, the new students were standing at the center of the stadium.
Instructor Keisha was at the high podium, a red snake slithering between her voluptuous breast and neck. Her seductive voice resounded amidst the silence, causing soft echoes.
“Congratulations to you all on becoming a true student of Death Gate Academy. Your coat, new student ID as well and resources will be delivered to your new rooms.”
“Check your Neon watches for information on your new rooms as well as rules and regulations you must adhere to in this academy. The top three will be given private housing.”
“Furthermore. As newly admitted students, you will be granted a chance to obtain free Tier-1 techniques of any kind from the school archive and a single weapon from the treasury within 3 days or it will be non-existent. This is also with the exception of the top 3 students as they will be given rewards based on their rankings.”
Saying this, her red-painted nails parted as her dainty fingers reached for a black thumb-sized device.
Turning it on, a holographic image of a list appeared before her.
“Now, the announcement of the result.”
The students immediately became both excited and nervous.
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