Starting With 3 S-Class Talents Chapter 145
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She did not know that Vincent actually wanted to use his full strength, but because of the environment, he could only suppress himself.
When he fought against Modric, he could not even use one-fifth of his full strength.
Plus, he had yet to fully grasp World Cleansing Fire. After cultivating for so long, he could only use about 15% of it.
He also could not use any of his other skills. Otherwise, even though Modric was a level six creature, it would not be difficult for Vincent to defeat him.
The more Modric fought against Vincent, the more shocked he was. What kind of monster was this? Vincent could actually fight a level six creature for so long although he was just a level five creature!
One had to know that although Modric was only a level six creature, most level seven or level eight creatures would not dare to fight against him at such a level.
Modric's attacks were purely based on strength output. All of his battle techniques were buffs on strength.
The stone spike earlier was not his battle technique. He had merely relied on his powerful strength.
Of course, if Vincent had only been able to fight against Modric's attacks in terms of strength, Modric would not have been so surprised.
This was because Vincent's flames were so powerful that he could actually feel waves of burning sensation on his skin.
When he checked his body earlier, he realized that the parts of his body where he had clashed with Vincent had formed red and black burn scars.
How could this not shock him?
"Good lad! You really make me more and more surprised. Look at my battle technique! Gravity Acceleration!"
"Pa!"
Modric's movements suddenly sped up by quite a bit. Every move he made produced a sonic boom.
In an instant, the pressure on Vincent multiplied. He was being beaten backward continuously. Nevertheless, he was still able to stabilize his body and not be knocked down.
Every time Modric's attacks landed on Vincent's body, it caused Vincent's internal organs to tremble. A powerful force poured into his body. Even Vincent was unable to resolve it.
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"Divine Curse, Lightning Tribulation!"
Tina watched as Vincent was forced back by Modric's attacks. Her face was filled with ferocity, and her hands formed seals at an extremely fast speed. Her right hand's five fingers were spread open towards the sky, while her left index finger pointed at Modric.
Modric's entire body tensed up. He felt as if he had been locked onto by something. A wave of palpitations suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.
"Die!"
Tina waved her right hand abruptly. Thunder rumbled in the clear sky. A dark blue lightning bolt that was three meters wide appeared out of thin air and shot towards Modric.
Modric forced Vincent back with a punch. He looked up at the dark blue lightning bolt that was rapidly falling towards him. His eyes were solemn.
He could feel the threat of death from this lightning bolt.
Vincent's eyes were wide open as he looked at the dark blue lightning. Although he was not the one that the lightning bolt had locked onto, he could still feel the terrifying destructive power of the dark blue lightning.
Tina watched the dark blue lightning fall and grinned. She closed her eyes and fainted.
The Lightning Tribulation was her strongest attack. Using it once would drain the energy in her body. It had the ability to lock onto the enemy. No matter where the target ran, the Lightning Tribulation would follow until it hit the enemy.
Vincent felt the sound of something heavy falling on the ground behind him. He glanced at it from the corner of his eyes and saw Tina lying on the ground. He quickly went to her side to check. After confirming that she was only unconscious due to the exhaustion of energy, he let out a sigh of relief.
He turned to look at Modric. At that time, he was completely covered by the blood-red gas. He could not see his person at all. The blood-red light on his body was very dazzling. There was even a thick smell of blood.
"Blood Demon Armor!"
Modric roared loudly. The blood-red gas suddenly condensed and formed a set of blood-red armor that covered every part of him except his eyes.
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The blood-red armor was engraved with mysterious patterns. There were two demons with fangs on his shoulders. On his chest was a mysterious symbol that was completely formed by the patterns. The blood-red light was flowing.
"Boulder Technique!"
A khaki-colored light appeared on Modric's body again. His entire body was enveloped by the khaki-colored light.
Boom!
At that moment, the Lightning Tribulation crashed into the khaki-colored light.
It was clearly an invisible khaki-colored light, but with a crack, it shattered like glass.
The Lightning Tribulation's momentum did not decrease. It crashed into the blood-red armor on Modric's body again.
Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!
The Lightning Tribulation did not break the blood-colored armor on Modric's body. Instead, it followed the patterns on the blood-colored armor toward the blood-colored pattern on his chest.
Swoosh!
The moment the lightning touched the blood-colored pattern, the blood-colored pattern glowed brightly and wrapped around the lightning. In just a breath, the blood-colored pattern turned a little dark blue.
"This! This is! It's being absorbed!"
"F*ck! It's so strong! I've never seen lightning that's dark blue! Even such terrifying lightning has been absorbed!"
"What's the point of fighting! With Modric's body absorbing the power of the divine curse, we won't be able to defeat him in a one-on-one fight! I think we should just give up!"
The prospective freshmen looked at Modric who was like a demon god. They swallowed their saliva in shock.
Modric was really too strong. He was so strong that the prospective freshmen were simply unable to contend against him.
However, Vincent just calmly looked at Modric.
He did not believe that Modric could receive such a powerful lightning attack without getting injured!
He asked himself, even if it was him, facing such a powerful lightning attack, he might not be able to gain any advantage even if he used his full strength.
However, Tina's attack method made Vincent's eyes light up.
As he could not use all his strength, he could not use many of his methods. He could only rely on his physical fitness and strength to fight.
Nevertheless, after he saw Tina's attack method, was this not the f*cking attack method of a human elemental superpowered user?
His World Cleansing Fire was originally an elemental type. Then, could he also use such an attack?
Vincent was very tempted. He looked at the demon-like Modric. His desire to experiment grew stronger and stronger.
He suddenly clenched his right hand, and the World Cleansing Fire began to flow. A huge heavy sword was formed. It was the E-Class battle technique, Sky Burning Sword Technique.
He snapped his fingers. He then spread open his five fingers with his palm facing Modric.
"Divine Curse, Vulcan Barrage!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Black-gray fireballs that were the size of ping pong balls shot towards Modric. They were very fast and densely packed.
"F*ck! You actually cultivated both strength and divine curse!"
Modric was shocked and hurriedly dodged.
The burning pain from the burnt scars on his body was still present. He did not want to receive any of Vincent's attacks.
The main reason was that he did not dare!
As the only person among the prospective freshmen who had caused him harm, he could not help but dodge.
1 vs 3,000. Even if he had rich combat experience, this could not make up for the huge gap in numbers.
The reason why he could suppress the prospective freshmen was that the prospective freshmen were fighting on their own without any cooperation.
As for him being able to receive Tina's Lightning Tribulation, it was because he had already received Tina's attack. He was very clear that with his own defense, Tina would not be able to cause him any harm.
On the other hand, Vincent was different. He was already at a disadvantage when it came to pure strength. As Vincent had cast a divine curse, he did not think that he could receive it.
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