"To challenge the Chains of Han Mountain!"
Su Ming did not turn his head back. Instead, he lifted his right fist once again and punched the bell, causing the 19th chime to ring in the air!
The moment the bell chime resounded, ripples reverberated through the air, gravel rolled down the mountains, and the Alpine Dark Turtle in the sky let out a sharp howl once again.
"19 times! Just how many times is he going to sound the bell? What is his limit?"
"Does he still want to challenge the Chains of Han Mountain? If he gets hurt when he rings the bell, then he’ll definitely die when he challenges the Chains!"
"This person is running rampant! Look, Lake of Colors Tribe has already sent someone here, but he still made the 19th chime when he answered!"
Sounds of discussions whirled up like a typhoon. As the sounds reverberated through the air, the old man from Lake of Colors Tribe cast a deep look towards Su Ming before he took out a plate from his bosom and threw it to him.