"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The fist connected with the sugar cane stick, and a muffled sound was heard, like dark clouds and rolling thunder, echoing in the competition field.
The fists wrapped with the murderous intent of the Warhammer Orcs came down like raindrops, but the sugarcane stick in the hand of the cat-eared boy was like a slightly bent green bamboo washed away by heavy rain, still tenacious.
The repeated ineffective attacks made Dangel's expression become more ferocious.
Can not give up! Never give up!
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