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"Die!"
Fierce Wolf let out a ferocious roar. The black iron rod he held in his hands had increased in size by who knows how many times. It was as thick as the arms of two adults and came crashing down towards Qing Hu.
Qing Hu, on the other hand, held a military dagger in his hands, which seemed far too small by comparison. However, the dagger was very sturdy, and even so, it did not break. But Qing Hu's hands trembled. The strength of Fierce Wolf was immense. As the black iron rod grew in size, it had the weight of a thousand jin, and with Fierce Wolf's inherent strength also being formidable, the force he wielded when he intensified his grip might not be noticeable by an ordinary person, for they would already be dead by the time they felt it. But Qing Hu could clearly feel the oppressive force bearing down on him was at least ten thousand jin.
