From Human to Skeleton: Revived with Infinite System Crystals

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As Jui-Lao and his mentor were walking away, Jui-Lao turned to his mentor. "Is there really anyone I should be worried about? I mean, I have the great Titanis DNA running through me. Surely no one thinks they stand a chance."

The mentor, looking back at Jui-Lao with a mix of wisdom and caution, replied, "My boy, I have watched over you since you were a little child. You should follow your instincts but don't expect what's in your blood to simply give you a free pass. It's clear your power has been unmatched throughout your life, but you will face people from other continents who were also unmatched their entire life.

And that Demon Boy can and will be trouble."

Jui-Lao, smirking confidently, responded, "I know. I plan to go for him first."

The mentor, with a stern tone, cautioned, "No, under no situation are you to go for him first in this battle royale!"

Jui-Lao's brow furrowed in confusion as he questioned, "Why not? I am sure I can beat him like I have beaten everyone else. Also, I want to wipe that smirk off his face."

The mentor, his patience wearing thin, slammed his foot down, pointing a finger at Jui-Lao with intensity. "No!" he exclaimed. "You still don't know what he can do. Let the competition wear him down, and if an opening shows up, take it!"

Jui-Lao, unimpressed and stubborn, retorted, "I don't like that idea at all. Why must I waste brain power on such weak people? I know I will be able to crush them all regardless."

The mentor was about to respond when suddenly the entire ground beneath their feet shook violently. The mentor stumbled to the ground, and Jui-Lao nearly faltered to a knee.

"W-what the hell was that?!" Jui-Lao exclaimed, caught off guard by the unexpected tremor, his previous confidence momentarily replaced by surprise and concern.

As the mentor regained his balance, rubbing the spot on his head where he'd hit the ground, he wondered aloud, "Now what was that? Don't tell me that came from the dome?"

Shortly after, the mentor's pocket began buzzing. He pulled out a phone that was lighting up with messages and alerts. Opening the device, he saw footage of the Demon Boy unleashing a destructive attack.

Dropping the phone in shock, he exclaimed, "There's no way that boy is that powerful."

Jui-Lao, maintaining his calm demeanor, picked up the device. "Nonsense, he probably just has some fancy fire that—" His words trailed off as he observed the energy pouring from the demon's hand, with lightning cracking around it before unleashing an attack that dwarfed his own in size.

He watched, mesmerized as the screen was engulfed in a black sludge of energy. As the darkness dissipated, a light broke through from the direction the attack had been launched, leaving Jui-Lao to reconsider his earlier dismissal and to acknowledge the raw power the Demon Boy possessed.

Handing the phone back to his mentor he stated "Come, I have much training to do."

The mentor eyeing him up as he began to continue walking away just smirked before slowly following behind him."

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Ty collapsed to a knee, his body trembling uncontrollably. "I really put everything I had into that attack… I can barely feel any joints or fibers in my body right now," he gasped out between short breaths, the exhaustion overwhelming him.

The fatigue he experienced was reminiscent of being winded from running back in school, sparking a fleeting wish for his former skeletal resilience. "I kinda miss the skeleton body, damn it," he muttered, half in jest, half in earnest longing.

As Ty's thoughts wandered through the fog of exhaustion, the black sludge and flames that had enveloped the area began to dissipate.

The smoke cleared, gradually revealing the environment to him once more.

His eyes widened as he noticed a massive hole in the wall, dozens of feet across, a testament to the sheer force of his unleashed power. Unlike the field that had regenerated before, this destruction did not heal immediately.

He observed intently as bits of rubble started to rematerialize, and pieces of the wall began to reconstruct. The process, however, halted unexpectedly, leaving the wall only partially healed—half restored.

The man beside Ty, evidently impressed by the spectacle, complimented him, "Well done, you're in first place currently in power output. I thought you demons could only use fire? Guess we learn something new every day."

His words carried a hint of surprise and newfound respect as he reconsidered his previous assumptions about demons and their abilities.

Just as he concluded his observation, his watch issued a bing, signaling the end of the allotted time. "Look at that, your time is up," he announced, shifting his gaze back to the results of Ty's demonstration.

"Alright, after all of that, you are currently 3rd in ranking. Lt Daemon, please ensure he is taken back to his prison. Then, from there, I don't care," he stated, his tone indicating that his interest lay solely within the confines of the competition and its rankings.

As he delivered his final instructions, the door creaked open, and a woman wearing a blue vest and sporting a badge of #8 entered, accompanied by an older woman with white hair and a dirty lab coat.

What caught Ty's attention wasn't just the newcomer's bright orange eyes, but the two puffy ears atop her head.

In his exhausted state, Ty's weariness seemed to momentarily dissipate, replaced by curiosity and a flicker of astonishment. "She has fox ears?!?!" he exclaimed, the unexpected sight momentarily distracting him from his fatigue and the aftermath of his colossal effort.

Ty got up running over to her with a bright smile asked "How do you have ears?!? But as he closed the distance he heard her snap her fingers as he saw nothing in front of him something in his mind screamed to stop.

As he did a thin line of fire materialized as she stated "Keep your grimey fingers to yourself Demon."

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