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... I brought the staff forward to stop. The tiger claws struck the staff. The next second, a powerful impact force shook the staff.

Swoosh!

The impact power forced me backwards. At the same time, I could feel the force reaching my hand from the staff, trying to harm my hand.

But my physique was stronger than before. I immediately withstood the force before stabilizing footsteps.

Roar!

The Tiger Monster roared. It felt confident. Now, it can harm the human war ...

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