I Regenerate 10,000 Times Faster-Chapter 181: Steel Flame Star Finger

The long-haired boy stood at the top of a nearby building and stared at Tyrion, who was in the plaza below, and revealed a mocking smile. He thought that Tyrion had appeared because he'd been forced to the point where he couldn't hide any longer.

"So it's you, Grant…"

At that moment, Tyrion lifted his head and smiled towards the bald-headed boy in the sky. He said, "You're quite narrow-minded. It's truly beyond my expectations. No wonder you dared to provoke me, you don't have the courage to challenge a higher level ranking. From what I've seen, you truly are pitiful."

When Grant heard Tyrion's words, his eyes suddenly changed, and his face turned grim. He immediately responded, "What a sharp tongue you possess. You dare speak such words, even when you're in front of me. You really are reckless of the consequences!"

"You're quite talkative."

Tyrion shook his head and a cold chill poured out from his black eyes. He stared at Grant and said slowly: "Relax, even if you wish to resolve this matter silently, I wouldn't give you the chance to do so. The humiliation that you've given by spreading rumors about me these past few days, I'll make sure that you pay it back right now."

Grant was stunned. Then, he burst out laughing as if he had heard a joke. He tilted his head towards his friends and laughed: "Did you hear that? He said that he wouldn't give me the chance to resolve this matter silently? He actually believed that I was planning to let him go?"

A few youths beside him immediately stared mockingly at Tyrion. Didn't this guy know the situation he was in?

"Boy, just because of these words, you'll never have a peaceful life in this Academy." Grant smiled. His eyes also turned increasingly cold as he replied faintly:

"I'm afraid you're not qualified to say such words."

Tyrion smiled and his body slowly rose crackled and rumbled. In the end, he was exchanging gazes with Grant at the same eye level. Then, he stretched out his hand and gently bent it: "Come. If you want to get your revenge, then bring out your abilities. Otherwise, you probably won't be able to regain the pride that you've lost.

Grant's gaze was like a blade stabbing into Tyrion's body. His expression had turned exceptionally grim. Tyrion's attitude had indeed infuriated him. This scene wasn't something that he'd wanted to see.

He wanted to teach this freshman, who was clueless of the world, and dared to steal from him, reveal a pitiful appearance after he understood who he had provoked…

However, this boy was impervious to such an obvious situation. Thus, he could only use his fists to make him understand that a freshman, who had been recently accepted into the Academy, should learn what is called modesty! Moreover, what he actually wanted was Tyrion's blood as well as the treasure and the authority to become Elder White Void Argus's disciple.

If he could beat him, would Elder Void Argus whose behavior can't be predicted still choose him?

"All of you should retreat backwards." Grant spoke slowly in a dark tone.

Seeing Grant's expression, the nearby youths understood that Grant was completely furious. They immediately stared pitifully at Tyrion before retreating backwards.

"Perhaps you might feel proud that you had the ability to flee back during Arasaka Tower but I must tell you this in sympathy. That was a week ago. In other words, the current you can only hope to rival me from a few weeks ago…"

Grant slowly gripped his hands and pale-red 'dust' energy formed into a pale pale-red light. An astonishing amount of energy spread out from his body and caused the expressions of numerous freshmen below to change.

The degree of energy was already peak demon fighter and was only a step into becoming demonic.

A few gazes immediately turned towards Tyrion. However, the latter's face remained completely calm and not fazed. Not even the slightest disturbance could be seen within his eyes. Moreover, he wasn't surprised by the energy pressure emitting from Grant.

"Boy, it's too late for you to regret this. Even if you kneel, beg and present the treasure to me, it won't still be enough!" freeweɓnovel.cøm

Grant's eyes turned cold as he grinned.

Then, with a sudden blast of compressed air, he rushed forward and clenched his hands together as he fired a punch. At this instant, a pale-red light erupted. With an extraordinary fluctuation, it soared rapidly like lightning towards Tyrion.

Tyrion's black eyes reflected the approaching blazing light. In response, he clenched his fist abruptly and lightning crackled around dark streaks of lightning crackled his fist, distorting the air as he punched out.

"BANG!!!"

The two energy fiercely collided with each other and deep sounds rang out as their fist collided from the Energy impact. In a few seconds, both lights engulfed each other as the flames and the dark lightning intertwined to create a thin orb made of lightning and dark thunder in mid air.

In the next second, they exploded outward with a 'bang' like a popped balloon.

Their strength were equally matching.

As he witnessed this scene, Grant's eyes narrowed.

All of a sudden, a blurry figure rushed past the fading light like lightning and appeared above Grant.

Just then, a punch was fired out.

Energy roared out as his entire body like a tidal wave and an extraordinary amount of destructive energy fluctuation enveloped Grant.

As the fist roared out, the fluctuations emitting from it instantly changed Grant's expression. It seemed this boy had trained in numerous high-level combat arts. Otherwise, he wouldn't have such combat abilities.

But if this is the reason behind your confidence, then I'll let you know the difference between us through absolute strength!

"Steel-flame Star Finger!"

Grant's body remained motionless as he pointed with a single finger, while pale-red light gushed out. Within the pale-red light, a pale-red flame seemed to have appeared. Then, accompanying the winds unleashed by Grant's finger, it formed into a light with pale-red flames. It tore through the air barriers and heavily bombarded the fist like a war head.