The battle fell into a stalemate once more.
Wan Jian was feeling very uneasy now.
Yes, Lu Xiaobu didn't have combat skills, but this kind of unpredictable movement driven by spirit root outbursts was not inferior to any combat skill at all!
He did have a trump card, but like the problem Li Zhilai faced before, if he couldn't hit the enemy even with a trump card, there was no point!
While enduring the attacks, he was also pondering a strategy.
Finally.
Wan Jian narrowed his eyes and got ruthless.
"Bang!"
Lu Xiaobu once again delivered a kick.
He was also feeling a bit helpless against Wan Jian, as the latter only defended and didn't attack, and with his current means of attack, he couldn't take down the opponent completely.
So, he had to drag it out.
Of course, it wasn't that he had no way at all, but he was saving his means for things to come later.
Compared to what was coming next, this little skirmish was hardly worth mentioning!
And at this moment!
"Snap!"
