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nModric was like a tiger that had descended from the mountain. His entire body emitted a terrifying killing intent and chill.

nThere was a faint stream of blood-red gas erupting from his body.

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nThe prospective freshmen were all frightened by Modric’s appearance. They instinctively turned around and ran. Many of them were unable to fight back at all.

n“Oh my god! This guy is too scary!”

n“F*ck! How can we fight him? Run!”

n“What’s that blood-red gas on his body? Why do I feel like I’m seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood?”

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nThe prospective freshmen cried and shouted as they ran. They no longer looked as brave as they were on the night that they wanted to challenge Duanmu.

n“Ha! Newbie!”

nDuanmu looked at the fleeing prospective freshmen with disdain.

nModric’s eyes were bloodshot as he let out an excited roar. His bloodshot eyes made one shudder.

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nTina shivered and hid behind Vincent. After looking at the other freshmen, only by standing behind Vincent did she feel a sense of security.

nVincent looked at Modric who was getting closer and closer, narrowing his eyes slightly.

nThis fellow looked quite fierce, but Vincent, who had been tempered through life and death, could clearly see that Modric was only scaring the prospective freshmen and did not really want to make a move.

nMany of the prospective freshmen were caught by Modric. They threw their hands out and landed on the ground with a bang.

nModric arrived in front of Vincent. When he saw Vincent’s calm expression, he was somewhat surprised, but his movements did not stop at all. He swung his bear paw towards Vincent’s chest.

nVincent crossed his arms in front of him to block Modric’s bear paw.

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nBang!

nThe sound of the collision was loud. A circle of ripples spread out from where the two of them had collided.

nVincent’s expression changed. Modric’s strength was too great. If not for his body being much stronger than ordinary people, Modric’s palm strike would have been enough to send him flying.

nModric was also very surprised. The effects of both their strength were mutual. His huge palm strike on Vincent’s body would naturally cause him to bear the great feedback of his strength.

nModric felt that his arm had become somewhat numb and shook it.

n“Good kid, you can actually take my palm strike! As expected of the only genius in the history of the Beast Men who can cultivate fire elemental battle techniques!”

nModric praised Vincent and continued to attack.

n“Take another palm strike from me! Strength skill!”

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nModric’s palm suddenly grew bigger, and the blood-red gas surrounding him surged into his body. His palm became bright red, like a hot iron.

nWhoosh!

nVincent’s clothes fluttered in the wind.

nTina, who was hiding behind Vincent, widened her eyes in horror.

nShe could clearly sense of danger from Modric’s palm strike. Her hands that were holding on to Vincent’s clothes tightened a little.

nVincent’s eyes flashed, and he let out a low shout. He attached World Cleansing Fire to his arms. He took a deep breath and punched towards Modric.

n“Fiery Fist!”

nThe move was not a battle technique. Vincent had simply wrapped his arms with World Cleansing Fire.

nIf it was on Earth, Vincent would naturally have no problem using his superpower this way.

nHowever, it was not possible in Beast World. This was because the beasts did not have superpowers. If Vincent did not give his method a name, it was very likely that it would arouse the suspicion of others and expose his identity.

nHe did not think that passing the test would be a good thing. However, as he was in a foreign land, he had to be careful in everything.

nModric looked at the flames in Vincent’s hands with fear. However, he did not give up on attacking. Instead, he used even more strength in his palms.

nWhen dealing with the strong, one naturally had to respect the strong!

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nAlthough Vincent’s level was much lower than Modric’s, in Modric’s opinion, Vincent, who was able to practice fire elemental battle techniques, was not a weakling.

n“Good timing!”

nVincent let out a low growl, his two fists rained down on Modric’s palms.

n“Bang, bang, bang!”

nThe sounds of collision rang out continuously. It was ringing in the ears of the prospective freshmen that were trying to escape.

nThe prospective freshmen who did not escape watched in shock as Vincent and Modric exchanged blows.

n“Oh my god! Vincent actually blocked Modric’s Attack!”

n“Hiss! is Vincent that terrifying?”

n“As expected of the only person in the history of the Beast Men who can train fire elemental battle techniques! What a powerful freak!”

nAfter watching Vincent and Modric’s exchange of blows, the prospective freshmen were all eager to give it a try, especially those who did not choose to flee. They each used their own abilities to launch an attack on Modric.

nTina stood behind Vincent and watched as Vincent blocked Modric’s attack. A flash of determination flashed through her eyes.

n“Divine Curse Thunderstorm!”

nTina stretched out both her hands and aimed them at Modric’s body. Countless bolts of lightning shot out from her palms.

n“Bang, bang, bang!”

nThe lightning struck Modric’s body and produced a series of muffled sounds. It seemed to be very effective, but it did not cause any damage to Modric’s body.

n“Take this! Heaven-Shattering Earth-Shattering!”

nAn elephant-headed man roared as he went behind Modric. His fists suddenly enlarged, vaguely forming the front legs of two elephants. He then smashed down towards the ground.

nBoom!

nThe ground cracked, and stone spikes flashing with a cold light shot out from the ground, charging towards Modric.

nModric did not even turn his head. He was still clashing with Vincent, and the more he fought, the more excited he became.

nHe suddenly stomped his left leg backward, resulting in cracks spreading out in all directions. The same stone spikes hit the elephant-headed man, but the size of the stone spikes was actually a few times thicker and bigger than the elephant-headed man’s initial stone spikes.

nBoom!

nThe stone spikes hit one another. The elephant-headed man’s stone spikes were directly smashed into pieces, while Modric’s stone spikes were not affected at all as they attacked the elephant-headed man.

nThe elephant-headed man’s expression changed drastically and tried to dodge. However, Modric’s stone spikes were too fast. Although the elephant-headed man had thought of something, before his body could even react, the stone spikes had already struck him.

n“Roar!”

nThe elephant-headed man let out a miserable cry and was sent flying by the stone spikes.

nAt that time, the other prospective freshmen began launching their attacks as well. There were attacks from strength and divine spells, but, without exception, they were unable to cause any damage to Modric.

n“Oh my god! How is he going to fight? His defense is insane!”

n“B*stard! If I knew fire elemental battle techniques, I would be able to cause some damage to Modric no matter what.”

n“Just how powerful is Vincent? He fought Modric for two minutes without losing!”

n“How is he a genius? He’s clearly a monster!”

nThe prospective freshmen were unable to deal any damage to Modric and began to complain.

nTina did not speak. She was very close to Vincent and could clearly see the beads of sweat on Vincent’s forehead.

nShe knew that Vincent would not be able to hold on for long.

nShe bit her lips and looked hesitant.

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