"Roar!"
Zhao Hu let out a deafening roar, then lunged at Wang Hao, his massive tiger paw striking towards Wang Hao's head.
If this slap landed, even if it didn't crush Wang Hao's head, it would send him flying several meters away.
"Shield!"
Wang Hao brought his fingers together and murmured softly.
Spiritual power surged from within him, creating a small spiritual shield.
"Bang!"
Zhao Hu's paw struck the shield, which rippled but did not shatter.
It blocked it!
"Good!"
The crowd couldn't help but applaud and cheer.
Most of them had seen how terrifying Zhao Hu's strikes could be.
Even level two monsters could be sent flying with a single slap.
"Not bad!"
Zhao Hu also spoke up.
A glimmer of admiration flashed in his tiger eyes.
"Be careful next."
After reminding Wang Hao, Zhao Hu stood upright on two legs, bringing another paw down.
But this time, it was different.
Sharp claws emerged from his fleshy paw.
