Seeing Jiang Xiaobai's insane charge, the Emperor's ten Golden Guards were all taken aback before bursting into wild laughter.
"Just a beast, no matter how fierce it is, can it be fiercer than a brown bear?"
"Don't just stand there, punch the life out of this beast, and then go kill people, hurry up, I still want to try the beauties of the East later, haha!"
A Westerner, as big as a bear, stepped forward, stomped his foot, and threw a punch with great force.
His nickname was Grey Bear, and he once killed a grown brown bear with a single punch—terribly formidable in battle, an absolute powerhouse.
In Jiang Xiaobai's eyes, a hint of ridicule arose. With a slight pat of his front paw, not even a whisper of wind was stirred.
As fist met paw, Grey Bear was instantly stupefied. His body came to an abrupt halt, stopping right there on the ground, standing upright, motionless.
Meanwhile, Jiang Xiaobai's figure continued to charge forward rapidly, ramming into a person ahead of him.
