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The Bear Claw Power was fierce, with great momentum and heavy force, stirring up a strong wind.

Fang Zhixing's body was swept away, spinning more than half a circle in the air before crashing onto the rocks, his head striking the stone.

He rolled up to his feet, blood spurting profusely, streaming all over his face from his forehead.

A sharp pain came from the tear wound on his back, so intense that he couldn't breathe normally.

Fang Zhixing's face twisted horribly, blood dripping to the corner of his mouth, which he licked with an expression full of madness and ferocity.

The disheveled, burly man, boosted by his successful strike, strode forward with vigor, his meaty claw raised once more.

But suddenly, he noticed Fang Zhixing reaching for his Arrow Bag, pulling out an arrow and throwing it.

[Burst Skill·Throwing]

Using an arrow as a Hidden Weapon?!

The disheveled, burly man tightened, his eyes slightly widening, instantly reacting by squatting and tilting his head.