I Regenerate 10,000 Times Faster

Chapter 193: Meeting A FiendGod Talent!



However, after the transformation of his body into a primordial fiendgod, the time is then reduced by 4 folds!

And then once more reduced by more than 10 folds as a super soldier.

Right now, Tyrion's reaction speed was more than enough to look at a moving bullet two times after looking away.

The moment his second brain fired electrons to his cells, the speed at which the wind blades moved, immediately slowed down.

Tyrion's cells collided with one another at blinding speed, generating energy which transformed into a dark bolt of lightning.

His blood flowed, conducting lightning to every part of his body.

In the blink of an eye, his entire body radiated intense heat, steam escaping the top of his head as a storm of dark lightning erupted from him.

His eyes crackled with lightning trailing backwards as Tyrion moved with intense speed. Activating phantom step to the maximum, the entire world seem to crawl as Tyrion's blade attacked the wind blades with speed that could rival lighting itself.

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* .....

Dark Lightning similar and compressed wind, colliding with each other with enough destructive force to level a small village.

The moment his lightning blade touched the wind blade, the wind would collapse, sending our destructive force the damage of a grenade!

This slowed Tyrion down, using one hand, he activated his Blood demon art [Air cannon] deflecting a portion of the attacks while receiving the rest with his blade.

Even after that, he was only fast enough to deflect thirty-one attacks, before his body was stabbed five times by the other wind weapons.

"Slash!" "Slash!" "Slash!" "Slash!" "Slash!"

"Too strong."

Tyrion was very irritated.

Where did this female come from? He was aware that normal physical strength, he was already strong enough to kill a 3-star Super soldier and rival 4-star super Soldier.

However, this lady proved to be very difficult even at the level of 2-star super soldier.

Whether it was the genetic energy quality or quantity, it was far stronger compared to himself. The most depressing thing was, not only was opponent's energy was stronger, she had even grasped a high level motion technique arts and an even stronger battle skill.

Motherfucker, how was this a fight? It was simply bullying him.

That girl had clearly grasped the mythic technique to a high grade otherwise, how would she be able to form those attack in the blink of an eye.

And in the next moment, Tyrion's body was pierced by 5 stabs, with each more formidable than the last. The whole process lasted less than a seconds.

"This is the power of a mythic combat technique? Is this the flux energy battle skill of this world, created by improving upon ancient martial arts?"

"Too strong!"

*Ding* *Ding* *Ding* ....

5 successive stabs pierced through his body like torrential rain. Just when Tyrion thought that he had lost, he surprisingly discovered that even after taking on the attack of the opponent, he was still standing?

Oh? He was indeed still standing!

"Ha ha ha, I'm fine? Only my stomach hurts a little...."

Tyrion managed to laugh. But while he was in a daze, he realized something.

From the start, Tyrion had never really put much importance in his defense. He was always facing stronger opponents who could either incinerate him in a mere slap or weaker once he needed to put on a farce with.

Apart from the fiend god body which increased his strength and defense to up to four times that of his previous self, the regular destruction and regeneration of his body had also strengthened his cells incredibly.

The durability of his cells had been strengthened to a considerable amount and at first, Tyrion hadn't noticed and had thought it was normal. But right now, the durability of his upper body is about two to three times stronger than his lower body.

Moreover, under the vaporizing attack of Instructor Keisha, his bones, skin, muscles and even organs had been strengthened by their destruction and reconstruction. Right now, Tyrion has no idea just how strong is but he now knew it is almost impossible for anyone, 2-star Super Soldier and below to penetrate his skin.

And since her attack was way above 3-star super soldier, reaching the attackankf an ordinary 5-star super soldier, it meant his defense was steing enough to withstand an attack from 5-star to 6-star Super Soldier.

It was to be stated that right now, he was unkillable amongst Super Soldier with an almost impenetrable skin!

Tyrion was smiling brightly when his face suddenly froze. "Wait a minute. Is this a good thing or a bad thing? If my defense is too strong, won't it be more difficult to amass damage points in the future."

Just as Tyrion was having a damage crisis, the young ladyvs brows were furrowed.

"How is this possible?"

Her rookie opponent should have fallen a long time ago, who could have thought that after receiving 5 of her stabs, none of which could be treated as a joke, he would be able to stand still and even managed to be deep in thought.

The girl was startled and fury soon appeared on her pretty face. She decided to use hr mythic technique: Thousand cuts Thirty-Six forms against Tyrion again.

The trees around howled and the wind compressed as space seem to collapse, forming wind weapons as they slashed at Tyrion again.

But the outcome completely stunned her, this time, her opponent neither dodged nor did he avoid it. He directly received all the stabs and then, this repulsive person stood there, deep in thoughts once more!

By now, this girl understood the situation clearly. As it turned out, the dimensional battlefield didn't make a mistake when matching. Rather, this person's body was extremely frightening, he even had a defensive cultivation method which she had never seen before. This would explain the reason why the dimensional battlefield had matched this ordinary Super soldier as her opponent.

"You're also a Fiend God!"

She growled in anger.


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