Supreme BeastTamer: I Can Copy and Upgrade Skills 10x!

"Who is she?" Bridget whispered in a soft voice, her eyes narrowed, glinting with intrigued light.

As the headmistress of the number one academy in the Vermilion Kingdom and one of the best in the entire human domains, which consisted of six kingdoms, Bridget was well informed about her competition and always tried to stay several steps ahead of them in scouting talents.

It was one of the reasons the Vermilion Kingdom, despite its academic section being as short as three years, had maintained its prestige over the years. It was the first time in a long time that someone as talented as the golden-armored examinee was showing up in the entrance exam without being scouted by her.

Naturally, she became curious. She was not the only one; everyone in the monitoring room was equally intrigued. As soon as they heard the headmistress's voice, one of the instructors quickly left the room to gather information from the staff in charge of registration.

A while later, that instructor returned with a parchment, handing it to the headmistress whose purple eyes scanned through the contents with an extremely serious expression on her delicate face.

"Glen, 17 years old, a swordsman from the Windmere town of the southern region. Started learning swordsmanship at a young age. When she was 15, she lost her parents to a Furioso King-Tier beast in the southern forest. Ever since then, she has been training and honing her swordsmanship in hopes of getting rid of all the beasts in the world."

Bridget finished reading the parchment aloud for everyone, and her lips pursed into a tight frown. She glanced at the parchment again and said in a dry voice: "Ignoring her goal, which is so grand and almost impossible, why does this seem like something pulled straight out of a fantasy book?"

"Yes, but in a world such as ours, it's very much possible," Brawn remarked with a serious expression, and the others present all nodded their heads in agreement, finding nothing wrong with the backstory.

Bridget's gaze continued to linger on the parchment, her eyes filled with suspicion. Unlike the others, she thought this backstory was too elaborate, as if it were meant for the main character of some novel. Thinking that she could just be overthinking it, the headmistress decided to focus on the entrance exam.

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In the dimension, Kali was panting heavily, a terrible pain coursing through his body, his HP depleting at an alarming rate. What was worse, his gaze was beginning to become clouded, making his vision extremely blurry, and he was seeing triple of his attacker who was responsible for this great torment.

The pain was maddening, and all Kali wanted was brief respite and water! Gritting his teeth and feeling an intense searing headache, he thought: 'I can't win this fight. If I remain here, I'll lose, and all the tokens I have collected will be stolen!'

'I need to break out of this fight. But how? Think, think! Agh, my entire body hurts... it feels as if I'll fall apart any time soon.'

Kali's thoughts were a whirlwind; it was even a miracle that he still had the strength to think in this desperate situation. Briefly sacrificing his body and HP, he glanced through his system and realized that he still had a bit of stamina left.

Channeling all his muscles and activating all his strength-related skills, temporarily undoing his King-Tier sledgehammer, he stomped on the ground viciously. A mini earth explosion occurred just beneath him, and a crater over 50 meters deep appeared. The force of his stomp sent his body flying back like a launched cannonball.

BOOM!

He crashed into the first tree in his trajectory and burst through it, then into another and another, resulting in about five trees, whose trunks were as thick as ancient pillars, toppling with thunderous cracks.

When he slammed into the sixth tree, he didn't burst through like the others, as the force had greatly diminished. What didn't diminish, however, was the pain! At this point, Kali's eyes were bloodshot, but he gritted through the agony and shot into the distance just in time for his opponent to descend on the spot where he had been mere seconds ago.

Yes, Kali was fleeing. Never in his life did he think this day would come when he would run from a fight—especially not against someone from his own age group.

But he had to. It was the only way for him to keep his tokens. He had promised to make the Duskwood Guild proud by entering the special class so that he could finish his academic section much faster.

"We'll meet again, definitely, but the circumstances will be much different." Kali swore in his heart as he disappeared into the distance.

"Such a coward." Glen, the armored figure, looked at Kali's disappearing back and clicked their tongue in disappointment. However, Glen didn't pursue. After all, the tokens in their possession were already abundant. Without a doubt, they were in the top three.

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Meanwhile, Nyx.

Nyx's skills had improved by several leaps during the past years because of her resilience and relentless training. Not only that, she had also acquired skills from constantly exploring the dimensions in the Cromwell Barony and Amstrong Duchy.

One of such skills was [Divine Chains!]

It was a skill that consumed 90 mana points but granted her the ability to summon holy chains from the ground, binding her enemies, dealing damage to them, and siphoning health points to replenish her HP. This skill was at the advanced rank, hence the high amount of MP consumption, but it was a pretty useful skill nevertheless.

At this moment, over twenty examinees were trembling, and some were peeing themselves as the radiant divine chains coiled around their bodies. Not only did the chains seep away their Health Points, but they also burned with holy white fire.

The air was filled with the agonized screams and yells of the unfortunate examinees who ran into this demon. Initially, most of them had thought she was easy-peasy, but now they were suffering the consequences of their ignorance.

In the midst of all this, Nyx watched with a chilling look in her midnight eyes, unfazed by the ear-splitting roars of pain. The serene look on her face was almost unsettling.

"Please!"

"I give up, just take all my tokens and let me go!"

"I can't breathe! Dammit, she's a demon! She's really going to kill us!"

After a couple more moments, Nyx eventually spoke in a cold, indifferent voice: "You know what I want. Bring out every single token with you."

As she said this, under her command, the chains that bound the arms of her enemies were released, and one after the other, they started to bring out their tokens, forming a small pile.

Calm and collected, Nyx approached the pile and waved her hand, placing it in her inventory. But as soon as she turned around to head deeper into the dimension and secure more tokens, she was met with a very familiar face.

Too familiar.

"Hand over all the tokens!" that person demanded. "If not, I'll be forced to use force."