"Dare to compete with the Ancestor Bear Clan in strength? Foolish!"
Sacred Feather watched that scene from a distance and couldn't help but snicker.
"It seems Donor Su is quite confident."
Shan Xing chuckled lightly, as if already envisioning the moment Su Changqing would be defeated.
"The Ancestor Bear Clan's strength is unparalleled, naturally commanding the power of the earth."
"To compete in strength with the Ancestor Bear, even I, born with a powerful physique, would retreat."
Zhao Batian laughed loudly, unabashedly mocking, "You really think you're Wu Jiuling?"
"Even Wu Jiuling during his spirit realm days wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous."
Su Changqing, although he had demonstrated his own strength, that was merely through Confucianism.
A mere scholar competing in strength with an Ancestor Bear, from any perspective, seemed unwise.
At this moment, even Ye Xiaoyi and Chu Xi furrowed their brows, showing signs of concern.
But just then.
Bang!
