Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer

In a restaurant out side of the Zeus academy.

A youngster is trying to focus on the food in front of him. But right now, he is a bundle of nerves. He looked around anxiously hoping that no one would recognize him.

At that moment.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Koman."

Three people came at sat at his table. Two people on either side of him and one on the opposite side. Koman gulped nervously. He recognized the uniforms they were wearing. Even if he didn't notice the uniforms, he sure as hell recognized the face of the man sitting in the front.

That is the top ranked third grade student of the Poseidon academy.

Among the Olympian academies, Poseidon and Zeus academies were always trying to one up each other. However, in the current third grade, it was not even a competition when it comes to one on one combat.

Because the one in front of Koman, who goes by the name Trenk beats everyone else by a large margin. He is hailed a genius and no one actually knows his background. He mysteriously appeared, but even the Noble league members don't show attitude to him.

It was a surprise at first. Many people then came to speculate and later believe that he belongs to one of the recluse families. In this case, they strongly believe he is part of the Telchine Clan.

Koman nervously looked at the man in front of him. Hair white as the foam of the tides and the eyes that carried the blue of the sea.

"I heard that you are currently holding a ticket that should have rightfully belonged to me. So, why don't you hand it over so that no one will get hurt."

"I... I..." Koman was about to speak.

But the next moment, Trenk showed a smile and placed his finger on the lips of Koman.

"Shhh... it seems like you are having trouble registering what I am saying. I didn't say that you have to take the burden of using your words. All you need to do is give me the ticket. Only the actions required to do that, like moving your hand, activating your spiritual energy to access the spatial storage are allowed.

I am already being gracious enough to let you breath after all."

Koman pursed his lips and gulped nervously. He is sweating bullets and was soaked in no time.

"See, you are sweating. And that... is your bodily actions."

A blue colored glow appeared on Trenk's fingertips. At that moment...

*BAM*

The door of the restaurant was slammed open as five people with the Zeus academy uniforms came barging in. They looked around and glanced at Koman.

The man in the lead with long silvery grey hair held a sword tightly as he gazed at Koman and then Trenk.

"You are a bit late to the party, Kwik." Trenk remarked casually. His gaze reverted back to Koman with an expression of askance.Novel Fire - novelfire.net

As if he is asking, why Koman didn't hand over the ticket yet.

"Trenk, do you really think just because you are supposed rank 1 of third grade students, you can do whatever the fuck you want?

You are threatening the student of the Zeus academy right in my face, do you really think the Poseidon academy will back you up all the way to the end?"

"Poseidon academy? Fuck off, do you really think I have to throw away the weight of the academy to something as snatching a ticket?

As for threatening him in your face, what the fuck are you going to do about it. Just try and stop it if my actions are bothering you so much.

And for the first question. Yes, I truly believe I can do whatever the fuck that I want."

"Take him down." Kwik didn't bother responding to Trenk's arrogant but slightly lackluster reply. He just made his move.

Koman watched as all hell break loose and he didn't know what happened next. One moment he is blinking and the next moment...

He saw the five people that came from the Zeus academy were sprawling on the floor like they were on their beds in their own rooms. They were out cold. And their faces looked so peaceful, that one might really mistake it for their bedroom.

Only the blood made it a little apparent that it is actually not.

Koman looked at the terrifying man that is Trenk standing still. He hasn't moved yet, it was actually the two lackeys that came with him, that did this.

"Your dogs are quite ferocious, I wonder why they didn't participate in the ranking competitions."

At this moment a different man walked into the restaurant.

He is also wearing the robes of the Zeus academy. However, there is one stark difference and everyone including Trenk felt quite some pressure up on noticing it. That difference is the robe belonged to a fourth grader.

Granted that it was just the Divine Plane Initial stage of Transcendence, it is still higher than Trenk's current cultivation.

"Leave right now. I don't want to intensify the conflict between the Poseidon and the Zeus academy. You are not match for me. You might be the best of the best in your own level, but the cultivation difference is undeniable.

I am sure you don't want to accidentally die in a fight."

Trenk looked at the young man with an intense gaze. After three minutes of silence, he spoke.

"Too bad, that is the way that I want to die." The next moment...

*BAM* *BOOM* *BOOM*

Surprisingly Trenk started fighting the senior and he wasn't even being pushed back with overwhelming power difference. If it was done out in the open on an official event, it would have been quite the sight to see.

The victor of the match would have quite some reputation, granted the reputation would differ based on the victor.

But right now, in this fight, the victor is irrelevant. Because the actual winner is someone ho is not even at the place. Similar, conflicts started raising in the Olympian region just like that. Koman who was lucky enough to have the seniors and his peers come on time, escaped as the fight broke out. And his way to the academy, he saw the chaotic mess that is the Olympian city.

Every street is suddenly in the state of a riot. People are fighting, third graders, attacking each other, second graders trying to kill each other, could be see almost at any place that usually gathered some reasonable number of people.

The Zeus academy students are being targeted left and right.

The Zeus academy students are being targeted left and right.

Dove who has been observing the status outside was surprised. Because there are less than ten people who possessed the ticket as per what's listed in the message.

However, what she doesn't know is that the ten names that are listed are not same in the message sent to every person. It is one of the oldest tricks in the book. After some calculations, Sam created different sets of people and sent messages to different sets making sure that majority of the third graders and second graders are busy.

Just like the case with Koman and Trenk, the fourth graders had to get involved. After all, not everyone is crazy enough to fight a senior like Trenk did.

Just like that the whole city is in chaos.

At that moment, Icarus and the managers were all watching the whole chaos ensue until the afternoon, when all of a sudden a red colored light orb appeared in the middle of them. It exploded into a bunch of sparks before it disappeared completely.

Icarus and the rest of the team looked at each other in surprise. Nervousness and excitement burned in their eyes.

All of them stood in attention. That is the signal that they have been waiting for. They all wore the gear Sam gave them. The gear that they wore to hunt down the instructor of the Thor academy before. They then stood at their respective previously assigned spots.

They looked at the screen projecting from their respective wrist bands.

The screen showed the map of the Olympian city along with several red dots. Each dot representing their target. All of them are fourth graders.

The managers took a deep breath before locking in on their respective first targets before they disappeared.

*SWOOSH*

With a flash, the spatial blink of a large scale occurred.

Icarus who was initially standing in the hub, now appeared in the restaurant. He looked around and his gaze landed on the two people standing while facing each other.

Trenk had his hand severely injured. His body is full of broken bones and his expression is grim. There is a weird blue glow surrounding his body, which is flickering like a candle in the wind.

Opposite him stood the fourth grade student. He is panting as he looked at Trenk. His body his haggard had several injuries. Nothing grievous but they are not shabby either. Despite the cultivation difference, Trenk gave him some serious fight.

However, Icarus' arrival spelled an end to that amazing fight. After all, that fourth grader is his first target.