Belden coldly watched the thunderball slam on the cliff, he had already decided, today was the day when he completely dominated the bear people, even Asandra couldn't stop him!

Voliber frantically rushed to the edge of the cliff, trying to stop the thunderbolt, and he kept activating his storm power, but to no avail. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Volibel didn't gather any more strength from the thunderball, and the thunder exploded, and the old bear claw disappeared.

"No!"

Volibell fell down the cliff with a roll, he saw the falling Iruka, he saw Iruka's smile, he saw the bear tribe.

"You are the choice of the storm! Volibel! ”

Iruka closed her eyes and disappeared into the endless mist.

Volibel felt like he just needed to take one step faster, one step at a time! With just one step, Iruka will not fall off a cliff......

……

"Iruka, did you say the storm would favor us Bears again?" Young Voliber stands by the cliff.

Iruka touched Volibel's head, "Volibel, take a deep breath, what else can you feel besides this cold snow and ice?" ”

Volibel followed Iruka's example, puffing out his mouth and taking a deep breath, "Ice, snow, and ......"

"Porphyry......

"Iruka! Are you a fart! Volibel looked at Iruka angrily.

Iruka blushed and said with some embarrassment, "Ahem, it means you feel the flow of the wind." ”

Volibell scratched his head with his paws, "The flow of the wind? But didn't they say that the storm had given up on us? ”

Iruka was lying on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the Bearren tribe, "Volibel, come here." ”

Volibel obediently walked to the edge of the cliff, and was not timid in the face of the abyss.

"You listen to the flow of the wind."

"You're not going to put pi again, are you?"

Iruka patted Volibel on the head, "Bastard, what are you talking about?" ”

Two bears, one large and one small, lay on the edge of the cliff, feeling the flow of the wind, "Volibel, did you hear the whistling wind?" The storm never gave up on us, she was always watching from different corners. ”

Voliber nodded excitedly, "I feel it!" The power of the wind! ”

Voliber stood up and shouted happily, "Bear dominates the world!" I, Volibel, am going to be the choice of the storm! ”

Iruka nodded with satisfaction, "It's not that easy to make the decision to become a storm, so you can train with me in the future." ”

That year Iruka was thirty years old and Waliber was eight years old.

Twenty or thirty years later, it was still on this cliff, and Volibell was lying on the cliff, his paws hanging low, trying to grasp something, but there was only an empty space.

Volibel and Iruka have been training for ten years and come here almost every day in the snow and ice.

Assandra sighed helplessly, dejectedly ready to leave, in his opinion, he had done his best.

Belden led the bearman guards to surround Bai Wenxuan and Bunokri.

Bai Wenxuan felt that he had chosen another hell mode of difficulty, and he couldn't see the turnaround point at all, unless Volibell did something.

The wind flowed through Volibell's fingertips, and the thunder dimmed. He didn't know either.

Belden walked up to Volibel, "Since you like that old man so much, let's go down and accompany him, this is the most perfect ending, right?" ”

Volibel closed his eyes, Iruka believed him until the end, what reason did he have not to believe in himself.

When he was shot down by Thunder, Volibel thought he was going to die, but not only did he not die, but he also realized the power of the storm, and he was the tallest bear-man in history to climb the Sacred Peak.

The wind was still howling, and Iruka had said that the storm had never given up on the bears, and she had been watching!

Volibell stood up and looked at Belden with a blank expression.

"What do you mean by that? Not convinced? It's really the same character as your father, and it didn't lose to me in the end? Belden couldn't contain his excitement at the thought that he was about to take control of the Bearren tribe.

Assandra paused, and Belden was a little overdone.

But Wally Bell didn't have any mood swings and took a deep breath, "Belden, do you feel it?" ”

Belden was stunned for a moment, and continued to smile, "At this time, you are still pretending to be a ghost?" The choice of the storm? What a joke! ”

Wallybell ignored Belden, "It's the wind, do you feel the flow of the wind?" She's watching us. ”

"Neurotic! It's a shame that Volibel, the bears aren't going to accept a single neurosis. Belden felt a little bad and condensed the thunderbolt to solve Wallybel directly.

Rumble!

Belden was like thunder, and the power of the storm in his whole body was mobilized! A punch slammed into Volibel, but the unexpected happened.

Voliber didn't even move, grabbing a punch wrapped around Belden's lightning with one hand.

Bai Wenxuan and Bunokri were all stunned, and the corners of Bai Wenxuan's mouth raised, betting on the right treasure.

Assandra's expression was stunned, he felt it, it was the storm!

Belden tried to draw his fist, but Wally Bell didn't move, "This can't be!" How can you possibly have this power! ”

Volibell turned his wrist, and Belden groaned in pain, his arm twisting slowly.

"Do you hear that? It's a storm, it's the roar of thunder! Voliber Bell suddenly exerted force, and Belden fell to his knees!

"This ...... That's impossible! Belden was prostrate in front of Wallybel, and he felt it, it was the storm.

Asandra trembled over to Volibel and fell to her knees in the snow, lying on her own in the snow.

"The storm is on top! It's the power of the Holy Storm! ”

All the bear people follow Asandra's movements and lie down in the snow.

"Storm!"

"Thunder!"

Even Bunokri looked in reverence, as if Volibel was the only god.

Bai Wenxuan was dumbfounded, this surprise was really unbearable......

Wally Bell let go of Belden's arm, and although Belden was unwilling, he also fell down helplessly.

"Me! Volibel! The Storm's Choice! Leader of the Bearmen! Announce, Bearren, start the state of war! There was a faint flash of thunder in Volibel's eyes.

"Volibel!"

"Volibel!"

"Volibel!"

Volibell shouted to the sky, "I am the embodiment of the storm!" Thunderous roar! ”

Rumble!

Originally, although there were clouds in the sky, there was still sunlight penetrating, and with a shout from Volibel, the whole sky was overcast, and the thunder exploded!

Bai Wenxuan witnessed the rise of Volibel, and at this time, Volibel fulfilled his promise, and he was the choice of the storm.

The wounds on Volibear's body healed quickly, and the bears' expressions grew more and more reverent, and after hundreds of years of twists and turns, they finally ushered in a true leader.