Chapter 57 - Precise Performance Part 3 (1/2)
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.
The bear knew how to disguise its goal. When the instructor voiced his conditions at it, the bear’s eyes obviously widened, but it chose to feign ignorance and nonchalance in front of Tang Ling.
That was why Tang Ling was already in his battle-ready position from that moment onwards.
Because of his vigilance and the bear’s lack of understanding of its prey, the cunning giant Leicester silverback bear did not make its move right away.
It was at that moment when two options popped up in Tang Ling’s mind. Firstly, he wanted to use the vigilance of the bear to buy himself more time. Secondly, he wanted to make his move right away, but only with transits that would immobilize the bear and not allow it to recklessly charge forward.
Therefore, Tang Ling feigned being relaxed in front of the king beast. It was a little outrageous but the facts were as such.
As for the following dodges that looked ridiculous? The crowd cackled excitedly as if they were chewing on Blue Jukarta leaves.
Only Tang Ling himself knew how scary and risky the details were.
Even in an enraged state, the bear displayed a high level of intelligence. Every single one of its moves was humane as if it thought it over carefully and not just throw itself left and right in panic.
For example, there was one time when the bear stood in the corner of the cage and was very close to the iron bars. In that position, Tang Ling would not be able to cling on its back anymore, meaning that the only place he could duck to was in front of the bear. The amount of space determined that Tang Ling could never perfectly dodge the strike of its paw and its bite.
He was down to a single choice: standing on top of the bear’s head.
However, the bear’s arms were long enough to reach above its head, so the slightest misstep would allow it to catch him by the leg. Even if it was one leg, it would win.
On top of that, Tang Ling could not hold on to the slippery iron bars to support himself up in the air either. The bear could simply walk away to ditch him completely.
It seemed to be the best choice. If it was not for its high intellect, other normal wild beasts would never have made such a decision.
It also gave Tang Ling’s Precise Instinct a huge challenge to discern when to move his legs, jump up in the air, or cling onto the bear once it walked away.
Therefore, he was nearing his limit as well.
This would be another situation where his Precise Instinct reached its limit even after the slight powerup. In fact, it might even be more exhausting than facing that ferocious snake.
Nevertheless, he could not simply give up the fight to the end!
What remained was a contest of wills.
Both man and bear were still tangling with each other with one trying to ditch the other, and one trying to cling on desperately.
By now, Tang Ling understood that he must do something.
He managed to control his fierce panting, but only barely, as he started to mutter on and off. He controlled his volume carefully to the point that only the bear could hear him. The audience that glued their eyes to the live telecast might be able to hear some mumbling.
In fact, although Tang Ling had more thoughts rolling around in his mind, it was all just to avoid the instructor.