My Muscles Adapt 10,000 Times Faster

Tron chuckled and rubbed Selene's head. His eyes gradually turned cold as he stared out into the distance. Beside him, Frances's heart jumped, for he knew that Tron was truly furious.

As soon as they surrounded them, two figures slowly walked over. The person in the lead emanated a vicious aura from his body. This aura was enough to make people from both teams shudder.

"Eric, what do you want?" Morgana asked emotionlessly as she slowly walked forward. Her beautiful eyes turned cold as she stared frostily at the figure before her.

Eric stared at Morgana. However, his cold gaze slowly scanned the camp and he replied with a gloomy tone: "Morgana. This matter is unrelated to you and your team. If you want to intervene, I do not mind fighting against you. We shall see who shall lose more men!"

Morgana stared coldly and responded: "Do you have to do this just because of the small affair regarding Vince? Do you think that my Thorn team is truly afraid of you?"

Eric's mouth opened up and revealed a mocking smile. "No matter how small it is, a slave actually dared bully by brother. If I don't teach him a lesson, the other slaves would become unbridled. That's why there are orders to things. The slaves stay in the outer zone while we stay in the inner zone."

Morgana frowned. "It doesn't have to be like this."

"Hehe, he doesn't even have the guts to come out and face me himself. A man hiding behind a woman, what a coward!" Eric mocked as he burst into a roar of laughter.

"Eric! Don't even dare try to hurt anyone in front of me!" Morgana shouted out. An enormous arcane magic burst out, causing an air blasted that rode in all directions.

Seeing this, Eric's eyes turned cold. He took a step forward and his gauntlets glowed as six blue magical circles materialized from the void and revolved around him.

The six circles forming an heptagon shape and a dense magical energy rushed out from his body.

Morgana took a step forward as six violet magic circle also appeared before her. Then, she confronted Eric.

"Swish."

Just when Morgana was about to attack, subtle footsteps rang out behind her. Then a lean but fit figure, grabbed onto her wrist gently.

Morgana turned around and noticed Tron smiling at her while shaking his head.

"Thank you. But if I can't even deal with such an annoying fellow, how would I be fit to be the Prime of my class."

He then turned towards the invader.

"Eric, right? Remember, you asked for this."

Tron smiled slightly and took a step forward. His eyes sharpened and an intense pressure burst out from him like a storm. The entire gravity within the radius of a hundred meters started to increase as the atmosphere started to get heavy.

Eric's pupils constricted at the figure in front of him. The latter's eyes remained calm as usual. The situation before them was like a seemingly silent and serene lake, yet a frightening whirlpool that could envelop people was hidden underneath it.

"Hahaha, you really do think highly of yourself. A mere Dual-circle slave actually having guts. Let me teach you a lesson!"

A rumble rang out from Eric's throat. His face turned vicious and a malicious aura burst out of him. In that moment, the gauntlets in both his arms glowed as the six magical circles around him revolved rapidly like the gears of a engine.

"BOOM!"

A powerful energy burst out of his body like a tsunami.

In a fraction of a second, the atmosphere turned cold and a five-meters long frosty ice sword appeared in the air.

The sound of the air being ripped apart thrice exploded as the ice sword moved with aninsane speed, thrusting towards Tron's chest as the ground and the air froze over.

In the blink of an eye the massive Frost blade's tip had pierced through the void and reached Tron's chest!

If the Frostblade actually managed to touch him, excluding the part where his upper body would be severed from his chest, his entire body would freeze in a slight touch, turning him into a human ice block!

Eric revealed his proficiency and his ferocity within that single spell. The imposing manner and quick cast from the attack was something that far surpassed any ordinary six-circle mage.

A level one spell would normally take a magus at least ten seconds to fully cast and even of the person was vbvery talented in spell casting, they would be able to shorten that time to at most 8 Or maybe 7 seconds.

For a Dual-Circle mage, the casting time would be reduced by half: 4 seconds. For a Tri-mage, the time would be reduced to 2.6 seconds. For a Quad-Circle Magus: 2 seconds. For a Peta-Circle Mage: 1.6 seconds. For a Six-Circle Magus: 1.2.

A singularity mage possess a single arcane circle. To become a dual-circle magus, one need to increase the mana pool by meditation and when the mana pool has reached a stage, one would be able to construct another arcane circle.

This goes for Tri-circle magus all the way till the 9th-circle magus.

As one possess more magical circles, they enable one to conduct even more arcane energy, shorten spell casting time and even act as a force field of their own once its reaches the level of a Triple-Circle magus.

It's the same as electricity conduction. The input being the caster and the spell being the output. Between them is the magical circle which acts as the medium a medium for both the output and the input.

Once the medium expands, the time for the current to reach the input from the output would shorten. Moreover, the output could increase current even more drastically and the medium would be able to send the same current to the output without shattering, or much energy loss.

It was the same for mages, spells and magical circles. The more circles one have, the larger their medium would become.

Tron's eyes flashed as he saw the sword beam. In that instant, the sword stabbed directly into him, somehow, the Frostblade carried him backwards for more than a hundred meters radius as it pinned him into a massive tree.