When the prospective freshmen saw the senior students in such a state, they all shut their mouths and revealed looks of shock and scrutiny. It was obvious that they had recalled all the teachers they saw along the way.

War School was really all for war!

When Vincent saw the senior students, it was as if something in his heart had been moved, and he started to tremble slightly.

He thought of the time when he had just awakened his superpowers to hunt monsters. He thought of the first time he entered the Black Hole. He thought of the happy times he had spent with his teammates. He thought of the last battle with his teammates.

There were too many memories, and every single one of them explained the serious consequences of war.

Life and death seemed very far away, but they were so close at the same time.

Although the freshmen-to-be had some understanding of what Duanmu had said, there were still quite a number of them who could not calm down and were angry after being ambushed.

Duanmu looked at the situation and snorted. He grabbed his clothes with both hands and tore them apart.

"Take off your clothes and show these flowers in the greenhouse what war is!"

"Yes! Boss!"

The seniors all agreed loudly and tore their clothes.

The freshmen-to-be looked at the seniors' bodies and shut their mouths. They widened their eyes in shock and swallowed their saliva.

This was because every senior had scars all over their bodies. Many of them even had scars that intersected with one another. Not a single piece of their skin was intact.

The scars on Duanmu's body were even more severe.

There was a round scar with a diameter of 15 centimeters on his chest. There was a huge scar on his abdomen from left to right. On his left arm, there was a purple scar wrapped around his arm, from his shoulder to his wrist.

"This... This is all..."

"Oh my God! Why are there so many scars on their bodies?"

"I'm afraid they're all going to die!"

The seniors raised their heads proudly. The scars on their bodies were all left behind from their missions, and they were their best medals.

Vincent also widened his eyes. With so many scars, it was hard to imagine what they had experienced in the past.

Especially Duanmu. With two fatal wounds, even with Vincent's strength, he did not think that he would be able to survive without the support of Godly's King Posture.

"Who among you is still unconvinced? If you still think that you have the strength to defeat us head-on, say it. As long as you can defeat any one of us, I will let you stay!"

Duanmu's wooden pipe swept across the bodies of the prospective freshmen one by one.

All of the prospective freshmen either lowered their heads or looked away from Duanmu.

At that moment, they had truly witnessed the terror of War School.

In the end, Duanmu's gaze stopped at Vincent.

This prospective freshman gave him a different feeling from the other freshmen.

Calm and strategic.

Vincent gave Duanmu a faint smile and nodded slightly.

He admired Duanmu and the others' courage. He was surprised by their vitality and approved of their teaching methods.

There were many factors that could determine life and death on the battlefield, and one of the most crucial factors was one's mentality.

The better the mentality, the more things one could discover.

The better the mentality, the more one could make use of everything to survive and save others.

From a certain point of view, the seniors' night attack was to screen the freshmen who did not have a strong mentality.

The existence of such people would often cause the destruction of a team.

"Since there are no objections, those who have been knocked out or captured can leave now!"

After saying that, he turned around and left with the seniors. At the same time, he gave instructions to the freshmen who had survived the night attack.

"For the rest of the time, you can rest assured and sleep. Tomorrow morning, when the sunrise, we will gather for the final combat strength test!"

Vincent did not say a word. He just quietly watched all of it happen.

After watching Duanmu leave, Vincent turned around and walked back to his room.

The catgirl looked at Vincent's back. She looked hesitant. She pursed her lips and returned to her room.

When Vincent entered the room and saw the senior student who had fainted, he blinked his eyes in confusion.

"Ugh!"

"Can you guys come back?"

"There's still one left…"

Vincent removed World Cleansing Fire from the senior, flipped onto his bed, closed his eyes, and slept.

As for the senior, he did not pay any attention to him. He was not dead anyway. He just fainted.

The prospective freshmen who had been eliminated were all dejected. In order to get a place, they had gone through a lot of trouble. They had never thought that this would be the end result.

Many of them started crying, but this did not change the fact that they had been eliminated.

They walked out of War School under the moonlight.

That night, out of the 5,000 prospective freshmen, only 3,000 were left.

Four hours later, a ray of sunlight rose from the east. Vincent opened his eyes and got out of bed. He dragged the senior out of his room. He then stood where Duanmu stood the night before.

The catgirl who lived next to Vincent was the second to walk out. She saw Vincent standing there early in the morning. She also saw a guy covered in black soot lying beside him. She was confused but looked cute.

"What was this?"

"A person?"

"It didn't look like one!"

"Hey! You're up so early!"

The catgirl walked to Vincent and smiled.

"I'm Tina. Nice to meet you," said the catgirl.

"Vincent," said Vincent. He smiled warmly at Tina.

"I know! I know! The first tiger in the history of the Beast Race to successfully practice fire elemental battle techniques!" said Tina.

She looked at Vincent curiously. Although she really wanted to ask him how he successfully practiced fire elemental battle techniques, she remembered that the two of them were not familiar with each other yet. It was too rude to ask rashly.

She pointed at the senior student beside Vincent's feet with a puzzled expression and asked, "What's going on?"

Vincent's smile froze. It was a little awkward to talk about it.

"This! Ugh! I forgot to let out the senior student who attacked me last night."

Tina heard what Vincent had said and recalled the senior student. He was the one who was tied up like a Wellington steak the night before. She burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! You didn't tie him up for the whole night, did you?" asked Tina.

Vincent shook his head and said, "No, when I returned to the room, he had already fainted."

While the two of them were talking, the other prospective freshmen also walked out of the room. They all looked listless.

When they returned to their rooms the previous night, they were afraid that Duanmu would bring people to ambush them again, so they did not sleep well. They only slept for a while before they could not take it anymore. They did not even sleep for an hour.

When the sun rose above the horizon, Duanmu walked over with Ersus and a bear-headed man.

"Your mental state is pretty good! Looks like you all slept well! Today, you have to display 100% of your strength!" said Duanmu.

When the prospective freshmen heard that, their faces turned black.

"How could you tell that our mental state is good?"

"It is okay to lie with your eyes open!"

Duanmu ignored the resentful gazes of the prospective freshmen. He pointed at the bear-headed man and began to introduce him to the freshmen.

"His name is Modric, a level six creature. He is your opponent in the combat strength test. If you can defeat him, you will be considered to have entered the school and will be a student of War School."

"I will remind you one last time! People will die in the combat strength test. Those who are afraid of death should leave now."

All the prospective freshmen stood still. They did not believe that they would die in a combat strength test.

Although they were shocked by what Duanmu had said the night before, it did not mean that they would completely believe what Duanmu had said.

Vincent looked at the arrogant looks of the prospective freshmen and shook his head helplessly. It seemed like they did not understand the true meaning behind Duanmu's speech.

"Very good. It seems like all of you are prepared to die. Then, I will begin to announce the rules of the combat strength test. Listen well, this concerns your little lives."

"First, there are no restrictions on the arena, no restrictions on the means, and no restrictions on the methods. As long as you can injure Modric, you will pass the test."

"Second, the combat strength test will be conducted in a one-on-one manner. However, it is not forbidden to team up with other people to fight against Modric."

"Now, I shall announce that the combat strength test for the freshmen has officially begun!"

"Roar!"

Just as Duanmu announced the commencement of the combat strength test, Modric roared and pounced forward onto the prospective freshmen.