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162

[Logan's POV]

"Ha!" I struck the tree for the thousandth time.

"Haah. Still nothing." Contrary to what Louise had told me, the 'Palm Strike' didn't work. I was relentlessly hitting a tree with a thick trunk, employing optimal strength and motion.

My motivation to learn a new technique stemmed from the absence of the <God of War>. If I still possessed that skill, I wouldn't have stepped out of my comfort zone. After all, it was an incredibly powerful ability.

However, another reason for my pursuit was to master combat despite the loss of my arm.

"I possess it... but I can't access it. It's stored within the system in its demonic form," I thought.

Losing an arm posed more challenges than initially apparent. The imbalance in my upper body's weight distribution was noticeable. Furthermore, during fights, generating the necessary momentum to deliver perfect force became difficult, resulting in significantly reduced punching power.