Chapter 585: Those Who Aren't of My Race Must Have Different Hearts (1)

Jiuru began studying martial arts at the age of two, and though she lacked extensive combat experience, her talent dwarfed that of most in the Kingdom of Jushi.

At that moment, as startled birds flew chaotically and the daylight dimmed, she hadn't yet spotted the enemy but made the most correct response: her footsteps halted, and her entire body leaped into the air, flipping over like an agile sparrowhawk to the rear.

The massive body of the fallen bear became a natural barrier in an instant.

But just as she had landed and her footing was not yet steady, she felt the air explode suddenly, as if a large-caliber, extremely violent grenade launcher had fired from a distance.

Her little face tensed, her toes pointed, and she immediately retreated several Zhang backward, then PANG!

The gigantic bear's corpse, without any warning, burst into a rain of flesh, and the powerful shockwave continued to sweep forward, slamming hard into her chest and abdomen.

PUH!