But what can be done?
He couldn't think of a way.
He was like a trapped beast in a cage, fiercely roaring, intimidating, endlessly exerting his strength towards the empty space and cage beside him.
And Gu Jing was like the seasoned hunter outside the cage holding a spear. Constantly provoking, enticing Galaraldo to waste 'stamina,' and then occasionally seizing the opportunity to stab him hard.
Not deep, not ruthless, but every time it drew blood.
Constantly bled, Galaraldo became weaker and weaker, even his howling and intimidation became feeble.
Is he pretending?
Gu Jing saw through it—indeed he was. This guy seemed to be using this way of feigning weakness to set a trap, trying to deceive Gu Jing and take a swing back at him.
But… he really lacked competence.
At least, in this current level of battle, his plan was easily seen through by Gu Jing.
