The bear claw's power was savage, heavy as a mountain, whipping up a fierce gust.
Fang Zhixing was sent flying, spinning more than half a turn in midair before crashing onto the rocks, his head striking stone.
He rolled to his feet, blood gushing from his forehead and streaming down his face.
The torn wound on his back sent waves of piercing pain through him, hurting so badly he could barely breathe normally.
Fang Zhixing's face twisted into a savage grimace. Blood flowed to the corner of his mouth; he licked it, his eyes filled with wild violence.
Having landed a blow, the burly man with loose hair was greatly emboldened. He strode forward in great steps, raising his fleshy, clawed palms again.
But suddenly, he noticed Fang Zhixing reaching for his quiver, pulling out an arrow, and flinging it.
[Burst Skill · Throwing]
Arrows could be used as concealed weapons too?!
The burly man with loose hair tensed, his eyes widening slightly as he reacted at once, crouching and tilting his head aside.
The arrow grazed past his cheek, only scraping a little skin.
"Aah~"
The burly man with loose hair suddenly screamed, his expression changing drastically.
He looked down to see a small dog biting his right ankle. Its fangs were vicious; with one bite, it tore off a chunk of flesh.
Then, the small dog turned and ran, darting into the jumble of rocks.
The burly man with loose hair was a little dumbfounded, having no idea where this little dog had come from.
Agonizing pain struck him. His right leg could hardly support him, and his body swayed unsteadily.
Terror rose in his heart. He felt that his Achilles tendon might have been bitten through.
This was an awful injury. His future in martial arts might