132 Becoming Grandmaster With Zero Difficulty

Outside the willow tree's range of attack, the black panther's eyes were bulging even as it remained crouching, a humanlike shock flashing over its face.

It even used a front paw to rub its eyes.

Excuse me…

Isn't there something wrong here?

Why did the giant willow tree yield so easily?

Back then, the tree's branch had split the panther's skin open when it peed beneath it, leaving it to question the meaning of its existence. But now, why was it cowed the instant he encountered a human?

It had even broken its own branch to protect itself. How badly did that tree even want to live?

What left the black panther even more confused was his bro, Jiang He. Not even rank-nine elites could scratch him if he wore his combat suit, let alone a tree. So why would he only ask for three willow branches?

What could three willow branches do?

Was he going to take them home to grow them?