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The Fat Man took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and looked ahead with determination, stepping heavily toward the training ground filled with danger and challenges. Pifu patted the Fat Man on the shoulder, giving him an encouraging look before quickly walking over to Hel.
"Hel, are you sure you want to let the Fat Man challenge the beast right now?" Pifu lowered his voice, a hint of worry in his tone. "His strength..."
Hel interrupted Pifu, gazing deeply at the Fat Man's back and slowly said, "I know what you're worried about, Pifu. But you must trust me; the Fat Man is much stronger than you think. Moreover, only in life-and-death situations can he truly unleash his potential."
Hel paused for a moment before continuing, "Of course, I won't let him go to his death. I've made arrangements and will be observing from the side. If any danger arises, I will intervene immediately."
Hearing Hel's words, Pifu felt somewhat reassured. He turned to look at the Fat Man, who had already approached a massive beast and was getting into a fighting stance.
The beast resembled a gigantic lizard, covered in thick scales, with a powerful tail and eyes gleaming with ferocity.
"Fat Man, be careful!" Pifu couldn't help but shout a warning.
The Fat Man said nothing but nodded silently to indicate he had heard.
"Roar!"
The beast seemed to sense the Fat Man's fighting spirit and let out a furious roar before charging at him.
"Ice Roar!"
Seeing this, Pifu immediately waved his staff, sending a massive ice spear whistling toward the beast.
However, when the ice spear struck the beast's scales, it only produced a dull thud and failed to inflict any substantial damage.
"Roar!"
The beast was enraged and moved even faster, closing the distance to the Fat Man in an instant. It opened its massive jaws and lunged at him.
The Fat Man was prepared; he swiftly sidestepped to avoid the attack and then swung his fist hard into the beast's abdomen.
"Bang!"
A dull sound echoed as if his fist had struck steel; a tremendous recoil jolted through his arm, leaving it numb.
"Roar!"
The beast howled in pain, its enormous body staggering back a few steps from the impact of the Fat Man's punch.
The Fat Man did not expect that his full-force strike would only cause such minimal damage to the beast. He stepped back a few paces, carefully observing the colossal creature before him in an attempt to find its weakness. The rough scales of the beast glinted coldly in the sunlight, resembling impenetrable armor.
"Fatty, attack its eyes!" A loud voice came from afar. Fatty's eyes lit up; right, the eyes!
The beast seemed to sense the threat and shook its head continuously, trying to evade Fatty's attack. Fatty took a deep breath, recalling what Hel had taught him: when facing a much larger opponent, he needed to leverage his agility and speed.
He stopped focusing on a frontal assault and began to move quickly around the beast, looking for an opportunity to strike. Although the beast was massive, it moved relatively slowly. After several failed attempts to catch Fatty, it left an opening for him, and he landed a powerful punch right on its nose.
"Roar!" The beast howled in pain, releasing two jets of foul-smelling steam from its nostrils. Fatty quickly covered his mouth and nose and stepped back a few paces, secretly relieved that he had dodged in time.
"Pifu, support!" Fatty shouted. Pifu understood immediately; with a wave of his staff, a fireball spell shot straight toward the beast. The beast was struck by the sudden fireball and let out a painful screech as its massive body was knocked to the ground.
"What a chance!" Seeing this, Fatty felt a surge of excitement and rushed forward, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the beast.
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