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"Tyrion, you're quite powerful, and you're one of the few young talents of the Blue Swirl Nation. I am just wondering if you are willing to accept my challenge. But of course, it will be totally fine if you don't, it would just be a great shame for me." Once he stepped onto the arena, Magnus encouraged Tyrion.

With these 'nice' words, it was more likely that Tyrion would accept the challenge and then he could destroy Tyrion's Primordial Fiendgod body, as he had planned.

Just as he thought, no one found anything unreasonable about his challenge. They could still see the scene where Tyrion defeated Rexis, and had come to learn how talented he really was; maybe he was still too young to confront more experienced fighters like Magnus, but he was definitely qualified for this fight. After all, this is just a performing competition, not some sort of a deadly duel.

"Sure." Tyrion knew nothing about Magnus's plan, so he only nodded and responded.

A slight curve appeared at the corner of his mouth. Magnus silently let out a wave of vicious laugher in his head. Finally, this is the moment he had been waiting for. He was now just wondering what Tyrion's face would look like, after this fight ends.

The two of them stood face to face.

In the very next moment!

A dazzling, multicolored, crystal-like light spurted out from Magnus's body. Within this light, there were pure golden light streams perfectly merged with the crystal light. His body suddenly expanded, as he grew bugger, stopping at a ten meters height.

This made Magnus's body look like a golden, jade and crystal statue. Even his skin, hair and eyes became multicoloured and were stunningly shining, as if his body was not made of flesh and blood anymore.

"True Blood Diamond Technique, ninth stage, Godly Diamond Body!"

"The [Arcane Crystal Spell] is the most powerful one among the Chaotic Moon Valley's defensive techniques, once the artist achieved the ninth stage of it, he or she would become nearly invulnerable. Any kind of weapons, even nuclear weapons and atomic bombs can't harm their body. He is now many times more powerful than even similar leveled dimensional beasts, he is almost invincible."

"With this Golden Rainbow Crystal body, Tyrion doesn't have no chance of winning against him. Hm, I'm just wondering how many moves he will be able to last."

Tyrion gave a measured glance at Magnus's rainbow body, and his mouth spasmed. 'Why are you gay?'

However, he didn't let his intrusive thoughts win as he spoke seriously. "I have been practising a new Physique Tempering Technique recently, I would like to find out which one of our physique is more powerful."

As he spoke, Tyrion body abruptly shook, his muscles suddenly inflated rapidly like a balloon, releasing bursts of continuous waves of a unique frequency that.

And in the blink of an eye, he activated Celestial Dragon-elephant technique as well as his fiendgod body.

Tyrion's body inflated as his cells ballooned and expanded to more twice their previous size. His DNA breaking off into two giving way for his fiendgod DNA to merge with the DNA map, creating a monstrosity that is neither monster nor human but a mix of the two.

Tyrion's body only stopped growing when he reached eight meters in height. However, his body possess a single head which had the strange shape of a human but possess the eyes, of a beast and the mouth of a dimensional beast.

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Magnus raised his eyebrows, sneered in his head and thought, 'Trying to compete with my Golden Crystal Body with some random defensive technique? That's recklessly stupid kid.'

"In that case, let's find out what you can do."

Leaning his body forwards, Magnus's speed immediately raised to its limits, leaving shreds of pure gold after images and behind him. In terms of speed he was only slightly slower than Atticus, by less than just ten percent.

Less than three meters away from Tyrion, Magnus curled his right arm and then launched a devastating punch.

This punch was simple and straightforward, it contained a condensed yet tremendously powerful stream of power, and it caused an especially ear-piercing noise that caused a great deal of pain in their ears.

Tyrion showed no signs of stepping back. Instead he also took a step forward and threw out his own punch.

"BOOM!"

The air rippled like water and then, space shattered immediately like glass. Spatial tears appeared like ragged clothing as shockwaves spread out immediately in a circular manner, voicing off the arena's barrier.

The two of them both stepped back quickly and temporarily lost the control of their bodies.

"Damn! Is the primordial of the Fiendgod body so terrifying? How did Tyrion manage to cross over 4 levels, fighting evenly with an early stage Demonic soldier."

"In terms of strength right now, the two of them are currently at the same level. But, I'm not sure if Magnus has used his full-strength."

"To be honest, I truly can't tell which of them is stronger. Their strength appears to cancel each other out, making it difficult to find who is the stronger of the two."

Instantly, people started whispering among themselves.

Magnus stopped stepping back, and showed a slightly shocked expression on his face. He was called 'Crystal Titan' by others, not only because of his great defense, but also because of his astonishing strength. Without using genetic energy to stimulate his cells and enhance his strength, he had once entered a second dimension zone and killed a half-step legendary dimensional beast bare-handed.

He even dared to challenge a mythic beast with just his fists alone. However, this Tyrion who was a couple of years younger than him, possessed great talent when it came to techniques and had already comprehended the Primordial Fiendgod body; moreover, now it appeared that he also had an amazing physique. How was this even possible?

From Magnus's aspect, the more outstanding Tyrion was, the more he wanted to destroy Tyrion's confidence and make Tyrion live in shame for the rest of his life.

"Let's find out how many of my fists you can take!"

Speeding up again, Magnus darted up to Tyrion and then he launched a new torrent of fist attacks. That golden shining fist of his left countless shreds of afterimages in the air similar to shooting stars, and for every single punch he released, he would use all of his strength.

Tyrion smirked and didn't back down in the least.

His gigantic body rumbled like the piston of an engine as his fist tore through multiple layers of air resistance, launching his own fist after images.

After a hundred moves, Magnus let out a malicious grin and then yelled out.

"Take this!!"

'He's not going to defend?!' Tyrion frowned and thought.

Magnus seemed to have completely given up on his defense, and crazily increased his attacking speed. If he fought directly against him, he would inevitably suffer a few attacks; but if he does not launch a counter attack, he would fall at a disadvantage, after all, even the firmest physique would eventually show its weakness.

After pondering briefly, Tyrion also decided to give up on his defense, and launched another series of heavy punches with his pair of crystal-like heavy fists.

"BOOM!"

"BOOM!"

Both of them were struck by a punch that sent up shards of sparks up into the air like fireworks.

Magnus began laughing in a vicious manner. That punch seemed to have had absolutely no effect on him. He dashed out once more and launched his attacks at Tyrion.

As the series of thunderous punches continued, even Tyrion and Magnus had no idea about how many punches managed to strike their bodies, they only felt waves of fierce shocks from every corner of their upper bodies; even their heads had been struck by those punches a few times. Compared to them, the other talents who had been watching the display were dumbfounded.

The only thing they knew was that the two men in the arena had been fighting against each other in an insane manner, both of them were only attacking as if they were both actually fierce wild beasts at this moment, neither of them bothered to defend against those attacks. It seemed like, the one who could deliver one more punch than the other, would be the one to win the fight.

"What a pair of lunatics! If anyone was to encounter one of them in the arena…how horrifying would that be?! Both of them have amazing physique…"

"Neither of them could break the other's defense, not to mention us! We can only tickle them!"

"I know about Magnus's physique art, it's called Magical Crystal Spell, but what is that Tyrion's technique? How can it be so powerful, it's not at all weaker than Magnus's!"

"Don't tell me he had also reached the highest level in his physique art too. Because with his fiendgod body crossing over three levels, his ultima stage physique tempering technique crossing about another two levels "

After a long confrontation, Magnus slightly lost his patience. Tyrion seems to be more powerful than he had previously imagined, and he probably wouldn't have too much advantage only with this Golden Crystal Body. So, he would have to try and use something else if he wanted to defeat him.

"Heavenly Desecration Strike!"