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In the forest, the cries of the giant birds grew more desperate.
They were panicking!
Their claws, both large and sharp like iron hooks, would tear apart any animal they grabbed, resulting in skin split and flesh gaping.
Humans, if struck even once, would either die or be severely injured, losing all combat ability.
But for Muscle Buddha, those claw attacks were like tickling; he didn't even bother to defend, thereby freeing up more strength to attack.
When the giant birds swooped down to strike, his fists swung, and the sky was filled with feathers scattering in all directions.
Muscle Buddha's fists were not to be trifariously underestimated—with one hit, the giant birds, like planes hit by bullets, would plummet straight down.
Lin Baici quickly followed up, swinging his torch like hitting a home run; it not only hit the giant birds but also ignited them instantly.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Balls of fire rose, and within seconds, burned down to clumps of ash.
