Bibi Dong instinctively took two steps back, fine beads of cold sweat appearing on her forehead.
Her heart pounded wildly in her chest—so fast! Without even using Soul Power, she hadn't been able to see the other person's movements at all. It was as if that figure had appeared out of thin air.
A powerful sense of danger kept her from letting her guard down. Soul Power surged through her body, and a flash of purple light crossed her eyes.
As her Soul Power circulated, her reaction speed soared, and her senses sharpened.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei were also shaken, cold sweat soaking their backs.
They exchanged a glance, both seeing the lingering fear in the other's eyes. As protective Douluos, they hadn't even managed to react in time. In a real battle, that would have led to disaster.
Neither dared hesitate. They immediately summoned their Soul Power and stood on full alert, determined not to let anything go wrong again.
"What? Don't like it?" Qian Renyou watched Bibi Dong's tense expression, a hint of amusement flashing in her purple eyes. "Bibi Dong, your strength doesn't measure up to your power."
Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened. She stared straight at Qian Renyou without backing down. "What? Are you trying to strip me of my authority?"
"Strength and power should be equal." Qian Renyou spoke calmly, but with unquestionable certainty. "If you want to keep your authority, you need to show the strength to match it."
"Oh? And how do you suggest I do that?" Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow, tapping her scepter lightly with one finger, her voice tinged with mockery.
A green girl like her dared question Bibi Dong's strength?
"Simple." Qian Renyou held up one finger, her purple eyes blazing. "If you can defeat