The Inheritor 29 Primordial Chaotic Physique

Quinn was very frustrated as brooding over these issues lead him nowhere; he didn't dare to ask these question to his teacher as he was sure that his Primordial Chaotic physique was the reason for this absurd combination of his body const.i.tution. He couldn't possibly reveal his physique much less explain its origin.

He was also worrying about the upcoming Body Physique test; Quinn wasn't sure if Elgar concealed his physique or not. Quinn couldn't place all his hope on that unreliable Elgar and attend the test which is nothing but suicidal and skipping such an important event wasn't a option either.

As Quinn was seriously pondering over his next course of action, suddenly he was pulled into Zenith box. He was slightly confused finding himself in the familiar white room for no reason at all; Quinn has never entered Zenith Box without going into meditation through sleep.

Surprisingly unlike last time were it would be an empty room, with only Quinn standing alone like an idiot; this time another person was present a bald kid around 10 years was calmly standing there wearing a plain yellow robe. Elgar was too calm and serene but a hint of happiness and glints of excitement were flashing through his eyes.

[Welcome, Bos….]

Quinn ruthlessly cut in before Elgar could start his sentence.

"Elgar stop right there, don't even utter a word. It doesn't matter if you're running out of energy or dying from fatigue or going to shut-down for updates, no matter how urgent it is better answer my question before going else were."

Elgar hung his head, and slowly nodded his head. He was well aware that Quinn was going to enquire about his physique and escaping now was an option.

"Now clearly explain the implications of Primordial Chaotic Physique. Earlier I was slightly suspicious as Primordial Chaotic Physique was too good to be true; and now I only have Grade 2 innate body while the normal people in this world are at least having Grade 5."

Elgar didn't dare to look into Quinn's eyes; he clearly knew it was his mistake though he did everything considering other party's well being, the consequences were too far reaching.

In fact, Elgar managed to escape the last time only because Quinn didn't have the general understanding about body const.i.tutions. Now that Fran explained about body const.i.tution Quinn was well aware about his standing in this world.

Elgar slowly raised his head at this moment he was like dead pig that isn't afraid of boiling water. Elgar started his explanation after taking a deep breath.

[Boss, Primordial Chaotic Physique is the only way you could digest everything in the inheritance but it has some side effects. First, your innate body was regressed to Grade 0 to accommodate Primordial Chaotic Physique. Secondly, Zenith Box had to remove your bloodline since it was too overbearing and dominating. Lastly, the core you form will be the lowest level no matter what Body refining art you practice.]

Elgar poured everything he knew about Primordial Chaotic Physique without a pause, and then quickly buried his head inside his neck. Surprisingly Quinn didn't yell or scold him, instead he took a bit time to digest everything and a.n.a.lyzed a bit before calmly looked at Elgar.

"Elgar what was the bloodline you abolished?"

Quinn was very calm and tranquil but every second Elgar gazed into those chilly calm eyes were nothing less of a torture; Elgar swallowed thin air and shuttered a bit before answering.

[I can't confirm the exact type of bloodline but giving the overbearing aura and terrifying prestige it should at least be a Divine Tier bloodline.]

Actually Elgar was sure that Quinn bloodline was far prestigious than a normal G.o.d-tier bloodline but if he were to divulge the truth then today might be his death anniversary next year.

He was also hoping that Quinn still wasn't aware about levels bloodlines or else he might really be beaten to death.

"Ok then what about my Innate Body?"

Quinn tried his best to control his boiling rage and proceed with his interrogation. Elgar's pure intentions were only saving at this moment; Quinn managed refrain from bursting only out the consideration that Elgar didn't have malicious intentions.

Elgar sighed and felt blessed for escaping the most difficult predicament. He took a deep breath before starting to explain about Innate Body.

[Boss, you had Grade 10 Innate body but it's not a problem you c...]

Before he could finish a fist suddenly stuck him out of nowhere, Elgar was confused as he just thought he managed to escape the tribulation but Quinn sudden outburst proved him wrong.

"Actually I was supposed to be a heaven defying genius with perfect body const.i.tution and awesome bloodline, but because of the stupid physique of yours I not only lost an overpowering bloodline, that trash Body physique also regressed my pinnacle grade Innate body to Grade 0.

After all this, you have the guts to tell it's not a problem do I look like an idiot or you probably a.s.sumed that rebirth crushed my brain."

[*ouch* Boss sto..*Ahh* first hear me out..*ahhhhhhhhh* if you don't stop them I will retaliate]

Then Elgar didn't hold back and they brawled exchanging punches and kick; both of them didn't show any mercy. The fight was far too ruthless, they striking each other like bloodthirsty animals while consciously avoiding fatal points.

Quinn surprised seeing Elgar's fighting style, Elgar was actually copying him but it wasn't mere copying. Elgar not only imitated his fighting style he also improvised it and formed his own technique which way slightly different from his original method.

Though Elgar could imitate he didn't have Quinn battle experience; thus he was always at a disadvantage. Moreover, he could only imitate the strokes already executed by Quinn. Quinn used this as a weakness to exploit and gave surprise attacks from now and then using new moves.

They fought until Quinn exhausted all the reserve of fighting styles he collected throughout an entire lifetime. Though he held an upper hand all through the brawl, he was well aware that he could never really defeat Elgar, so they fought till Quinn was out of styles.

After hours of fighting the monk like kid and graceful charming kid in the Zenith Box were turned into 2 cute red dumplings. Quinn and Elgar were filled with swells and bruises all over the body, after hours of struggle both of them were too exhausted to even lift their hands.

Quinn and Elgar of looked at each other before letting out a foolish laughter the pent up anger and fury were long lost in the heated battle; this was more like a friendly spar between 2 martial brothers, well at a more magnified level.

In fact, Quinn refrained from using real killer moves or releasing Killing intent to suppress Elgar. On the other hand, Elgar is the soul of a treasure that could devourer plants; so he was sure to have some trump cards even if the entire Zenith Box was shut down. All in all both of them explored their brotherhood through their fist and further cemented their bonding.