As for Zhou Feng, he completely treated the berserk bear as a punching bag. Watching the bear sit down, Zhou Feng coldly sneered in his heart, drew his longsword, and fiercely stabbed at the bear's armpit soft spot!
"Roar!"
The bear let out a howl of pain, and its massive body actually sprang up, rolling in the air, right above Zhou Feng, baring its fangs and claws at him.
"Humph, trying to crush me?" Zhou Feng snorted coldly, rolled on the ground with what is commonly known as a lazy donkey roll. Though his posture wasn't great, it was incredibly effective.
Though the posture was ugly, Zhou Feng elegantly flipped up, looking at the bear with a ruthless anticipation in his eyes.
The bear was momentarily stunned by Zhou Feng's peculiar gaze, not knowing what was happening.
'Boom'~~
The bear fell, kicking up a layer of snow mist, accompanied by a muffled sound.
"Ooooh..."
