"Hahahahaha!"
"Look at him, he's really pathetic!"
Seeing the weak Little Strange, seemingly on his last breath.
Many people laughed, their eyes full of ridicule.
Chang Sijing's face was filled with smiles.
He stood beside Little Strange, looking down at him lying on the ground, seemingly unable to move, and said, "Now, will you still try to stop us?"
His words were full of disdain.
However, just as his words fell.
No one expected.
Little Strange suddenly transformed into an Ancient Tree, its trunk enormous.
But, the trunk was full of cracks, seemingly ready to break into pieces with a casual slap.
Chang Sijing's face suddenly stiffened, watching a Power Bear turn into an Ancient Tree, it was quite a slow reaction.
Bam!
At the next moment, while Chang Sijing was slow to react.
Little Strange, now a tree, swung its enormous trunk directly at Chang Sijing's face, making his face blossom.
"What kind of thing are you?!"
