"It's just us."
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Red Moon City. Red Moon Camp.
Military Gravity Training Room.
Bang!
Tang Fei kicked Little Fatty flying out, shouting, "Come again."
Little Fatty climbed up from the ground, touched his nearly broken rib, and grimaced, "Bro, I can't beat you, I can't even touch your clothes... "
"Are you putting in the effort?" Tang Fei said angrily, "You're always hesitant, how can you possibly beat me?"
"I'm afraid of hurting Big Brother..." Little Fatty said, holding a Skull Hammer, "How about I change the hammer?"
"Just use this one..." Tang Fei said impatiently, "Use the weapon you're most handy with."
He knew Little Fatty's nature; he'd rather be beaten to death by himself than actively strike at him.
The reason he wanted to change the hammer was because he knew the Skull Hammer was too perilous and overwhelming, often even he couldn't control it.
He was afraid of accidentally injuring Tang Fei...
That would be even more unbearable than death for him.
