17 Second Year Student; Lucia

His reddened body also returned back to normal and his veins hid back underneath his skin. It was as though the past two minutes had never happened.

"Can't believe I knocked myself out with my speed." Tyrion chuckled as he remembered what had happened.

[Major injury +0000]

[Info: self-inflicted injury cannot produce damage points.]

Tyrion instantly sneered at the system. "Not promoting self-infliction injuries, aren't you a godly one now?

Too hungry to practice the Phantom leg art, Tyrion left the cliff and headed back to his house.

It was already dark but the mountain was still ever bright as neon lights filled the mountains.

On the way back, his ears twitched as he heard grunting from a distance. Even though it was at least five hundred meters away, he still could hear it very clearly, as if the sounds had been pressed together and all occurred at the same time.

"What a loud noise! The body to produce this kind of sound must be wondrous indeed! And from what it sounds like, it seems to be a woman…" Unable to quench his curiosity, Tyrion carefully approached.

After crossing a few thorny bushes, he arrived at the back of a huge rock.

He stuck his head out and he saw a small forest and a wood cabin with a small pond beside it. Four lotus leaves drifted peacefully in the pond causing the whole place to have a poetic feel.

At the edge of the forest, there was a teenage girl who looked to be about sixteen years old. Wearing white combat gear, she was practicing a fist arts which caused her to continuously grunt with a loud sound that could frighten one's soul.

She was a petite skinny girl who looked so weak that she might be blown away by the wind. But each punch and kick of hers gave off such a terrifying aura that one would think it would be able to rip through anything.

"It's the second-year student Lucia…so this must be a forbidden area?"

After seeing her, Tyrion realized something.

The Prime Instructor of Death Academy, and each of the elders, had their mountains for practicing, and if the others wanted to train their combat arts, they would have to find a different place.

However, this mountains belong to the Legends of each year. And although the Mountain was huge, there was still a chance the students would meet each other.

So usually, the elders and students would get to pick the good places first and mark them as their own territories.

If anyone tried to break in, it was viewed as incredible disrespect, and they would be definitely attacked or even killed if it was a serious situation.

Lucia who was looking at was one of the top-ranked students of the second year in Death Academy, ranked at 23.

Her cell activation level had reached 99.9% percent and just needed the right Super-Cell to implant into her and she could break through the Cell-activation level. This shows just how extremely talented she was.

Lucia continued taking steps. Between the movements of her fists and legs, she pressed her tongue on the back of her teeth, gathered the dust inside of her body together in her lower abdomen, and grunted repeatedly, all of which increased the power of her fist art.

After a few rounds of punches, her power seemed to have reached its peak. All of a sudden, she jumped up in the air, her fists moved fast like lightning, murderous, like a tiger attacking its prey. The next second, she threw a punch right on a massive branch of a big tree.

Pow! Pow! Pow!

Something unexpected happened… Out of nowhere, there was a gold light shooting right out of Lucia's fists that was so bright it could almost blind anyone who looked at it. Soon, the bright gold light turned into something solid and caused the big tree, and the directly adjacent trees, to explode without any visible effort… its powerfulness was frightening.

Tyrion squeezed his eyes to a slit. A long-range attack? How's that even possible?

Does this mean she could actually condense dust and push it out using her technique?

When a Genetic Soldier was able to convert the dust in their body into real genetic energy, it meant that he (or she) had officially reached the Demon Fighter level. Not only was the power of their attack largely increased, but the dust was actually pushed out of the body and attack people through the air.

"Still not going to come out?" Lucia had already noticed Tyrion's arrival a while ago. And now, she stared sharply in the direction of his location.

Tyrion swallowed and revealed himself as requested.

"You are a first-year." Lucia squinted her eyes.

"Yes."

"Why are you spying on me practicing my fist art?"

"I've heard your voice from far away, and came to have a look out of curiosity." Tyrion shook his head.

Lucia studied Tyrion carefully, his confident attitude made her curious, if it was any other students, they would normally already be stuttering speechlessly in fear before her, but he spoke with logic, in a calm and confident manner. She couldn't find any deceit in his bearing, but doesn't that mean he is worse than those who show their real colors?

Lucia calmly said, "Please leave now, and don't return unless you want to want to see your headless corpse."

"Okay."

Leaving the place, Tyrion let out a breath.

When facing Lucia, he had felt an immense pressure, one that he hadn't felt from other second-year students. It seemed that there would be some changes in the ranks of second-year students soon.

Tyrion chuckled.

"If it was before, I would probably have had a hard time putting a sentence together in front of her like a perverted old man. It must be because I can now control my emotions and hide my thoughts.

But the most memorable part of encountering Lucia had to be her personality. She was so cold and unfriendly and yet had such fierce and powerful martial arts, that she was very easy to remember