Starting With 3 S-Class Talents Chapter 116
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Beast World. There was a forest 50,000 meters away from the imperial city of beasts.
The forest was known as Warrior Forest. It was named after the warrior game that was held every year. As for its original name, no one remembered it.
3,000 young beasts of various races from all over Beast World were in the forest. The beast expert in charge of the game instructed his subordinates to distribute nameplates to each participant.
The nameplate was a palm-sized black token with the word "Warrior" written on it. It was a powerful nameplate.
Vincent looked at the nameplate in his hand. It was not light; it was at least 2.5 kilograms in weight. Having to carry a heavy plate in battle would definitely affect one's performance on the battlefield.
Moreover, the Beast Men did not have any space to store equipment. Therefore, every participant had to hold the nameplate in their hands.
Of course, there were also people who would try and hide the nameplate. After all, it was not safe to wear it on their bodies.
Fortunately, Vincent had his system backpack with him. Once he entered the forest, he would just put it away in his backpack.
The beast expert in charge of the game did not say much. He only gave the order for all the participants to enter Warrior Forest. The game then started.
Vincent was not in a hurry to rush out. Although he would have the geographical advantage if he entered earlier, it would also be easier for others to discover his whereabouts. Therefore, Vincent decided that it would be better to wait until everyone else had entered the forest.
It was obvious that there were many others that had the same idea as Vincent. For example, the fox youth that was standing beside him looked at the other Beast Men rushing into the forest with disdain.
"Why aren't you going in?" asked the fox. He was curious.
Vincent glanced at the fox youth but did not say anything.
They were competitors. The more they spoke, the more things they would expose. It was best to not speak at this time.
In Beast King City, the old fox tribe leader and the current Beast King narrowed their eyes as they looked in the direction of Warrior Forest.
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An old dog-headed elder stood behind him.
"Your Majesty, can we really find the reincarnated Bear King using this method?"
The dog-headed elder looked at the fox tribe leader with a puzzled expression.
The fox tribe leader shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice, "Let's give it a try. It's better than finding a needle in a haystack. Moreover, Qing Er is there. If he finds anything abnormal, he will send us a message immediately."
The dog-headed elder nodded.
At Warrior Forest, Vincent saw that most of the participants had already entered the forest. He took a step forward and walked towards the forest.
The fox youth beside Vincent saw him leaving and also walked into the forest. He was the last one to enter the forest.
The forest was dimmed as there were many trees. Vincent looked left and right and saw no one. He put his nameplate into his system backpack and walked towards a tree.
The warrior game lasted for half a month. It was very long. In the early stages, Vincent did not intend to start any conflicts with anyone. This way, he could save his stamina and psionic power consumption. He could also avoid the danger of being attacked by multiple people.
Unfortunately, although Vincent did not want to fight with anyone, it did not mean that no one wanted to fight him.
Vincent heard a piercing sound and quickly turned to dodge.
Fortunately, the trees in Warrior Forest were very tall. They were enough for Vincent to move around.
Vincent looked in the direction of the piercing sound. It was more than twenty meters away. A hawk tribesman was flying in the air, his eyes were filled with sharpness and coldness.
His arms were wings. They were black and white in color.
The hawk tribesman was a flying-type beast. It was very different from the usual beast-type beast. On the ground, the flying-type beast had the head of a flying bird and looked no different from the fox or ox tribesmen physically.
However, once they spread their wings and flew into the sky, their arms would turn into wings.
The flying-type beasts were the only beasts that had two forms after transforming.
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Falcons, swallows, cranes, geese... and so on.
"Level Five creature." Vincent thought to himself.
He did not expect that his first battle would be against a level five creature. The level five beast was equivalent to a superpowered user.
The hawk-headed man missed his first attack. Without any hesitation, he launched another attack at Vincent.
He kicked continuously at Vincent with both feet. Two half-arcs that looked like wind blades flew towards Vincent.
Vincent looked at the half-arcs that were flying towards him expressionlessly. He formed a knife using his right hand and swung it at the hawk-headed man.
"Collapsing Mountain Strike!"
An 80-meter-long, 20-meter-tall, and 5-meter-thick transparent blade aura suddenly appeared. It then shattered the hawk-headed man's half-arcs attack causing two clanging sounds to ring out. It struck the eagle-headed man's body in an instant.
"Ah!"
The hawk-headed man wanted to dodge, but the transparent blade aura was too fast and too big. Before he even had time to react, he had been struck by Vincent's attack.
Bang!
The hawk-headed man was split into two by the transparent blade aura and fell to the ground.
The hawk-headed man who was on the same level as Vincent was instantly killed by Vincent.
Although they were at the same level, their combat strength was still different.
Vincent jumped down from the tree and walked towards the hawk-headed man's corpse. He picked up the nameplate that had fallen onto the ground and put it into his system backpack.
"Come out!" shouted Vincent in a low voice as he looked to the grass on the left.
He could feel someone hiding there.
"You're not coming out, are you?"
There was no movement in the grass. Vincent then made a gesture with his right hand and wanted to slash down on the grass.
"No, no, no! Don't do it!"
A dog-headed man crawled out from the grass.
He was fat and had short limbs. He looked very comical.
"Boss! Big brother! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I can help you find where the others are hiding!"
The kobold pounced in front of Vincent and hugged Vincent's calf. His voice was filled with panic.
Vincent looked at the spineless kobold. It did not look like a level four creature that was equivalent to a high-level superpowered user.
However, the kobold could save Vincent a lot of time looking for people.
"Take me to a place where there's no one."
Vincent looked at the kobold with a cold gaze, his voice was emotionless.
The kobold nodded. He stood up and ran into the depths of the forest.
Vincent followed behind him whilst paying close attention to the situation around him.
Although he allowed the kobold to tag along with him temporarily, it was still unknown whether the kobold would frame him. There was no problem in being careful.
The kobold could also see that Vincent did not want to bump into anyone, so he led Vincent using an empty route.
The kobold was truly terrified of Vincent.
There was potential for Vincent to attack him with a wave of his hand. Vincent's blade aura was more than 80 meters long. Even the elders of his race had never seen such a terrifying attack!
If he really wanted to frame Vincent, he had to first consider whether he could escape or not.
He had no confidence that he could escape Vincent's attack.
A level five creature had been sliced in half by Vincent in one move. As a level four creature, it was better for him to not cause trouble.
Both of them had their own thoughts. After more than ten minutes of running, they arrived in front of a towering tree.
"Big brother! This is the tallest tree in the Warrior Forest. You can see every part of the forest clearly if you stand in the middle of this tree," said the kobold to Vincent as if he wanted credit.
Vincent nodded. He was very satisfied with the kobold's performance.
"Follow me well. I'll guarantee that you'll pass. Otherwise, you will end up like the hawk tribesman," said Vincent.
The kobold quickly nodded. He was pleasantly surprised.
Although he had been threatened by Vincent, Vincent had guaranteed that he would pass. No matter how he looked at it, it was not a loss for him at all.
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