"You little bastard, don't run if you've got the guts!" The Bear True Spirit roared.
He really thought Zhang Xiaohao wasn't his match, that under his unleashed bear might, Zhang Xiaohao was being slaughtered into defeat step by step, fleeing backward in panic.
He roared furiously and charged after Zhang Xiaohao with savage intent.
"Idiot, you actually chased me all the way out here." Zhang Xiaohao glanced back, saw this Bear True Spirit closing in, and curled his lip in disdain.
After flying out over ten thousand kilometers, Zhang Xiaohao stopped in midair, flipped his right hand, took out a Panda cigarette and lit up, watching the True Spirit charging over with a fierce aura, a playful look in his eyes.
Ten thousand kilometers to him was just the distance of a blink; even if something really changed back there, with just a thought he could activate his Space Law talent and appear there in the next second.
