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... he wanted to tear his hair out.

"What a freak! Whenever I use more power, he does the same." Jilque stared at Yoze with hatred but didn't change his face.

As he learned from his teacher, when you can't control your emotions, then your enemies take control of you. Only when he takes total control of his emotions will he be able to kill even the fiercest demons!

The countless scars on his teacher's body didn't come from his battles with demons but from his endless attempts ...

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