However, it was impossible for any kind of fight not to consume any stamina.
After struggling for a full seven minutes, the giant Leicester silverback bear obviously slowed down. It seemed tired and its stamina was thoroughly exhausted.
While Tang Ling never fought it face-to-face, he was not having an easy time either. Maintaining his condition took a toll on his body.
He panted heavily as two lines of blood dripped from his nostrils. Overusing his Precise Instinct would certainly burden him like this.
Can I hold on for another three minutes? Tang Ling did not dare to slow his movements down or change his posture.
In this seemingly cunning confrontation, he had fully experienced the silverback bear's intellect. As a matter of fact, he experienced it from the very beginning.