Minutes earlier.
Lu Bao uttered threats, but when he faced the formidable enemy before him, he still felt intimidated, even tempted to concede right there.
Look at the opponent's combat strength, that huge build. Wouldn't it hurt for a long time if he took a punch?
But he had just made those threats and conceding immediately wouldn't look good, harming his reputation as the leading figure in the Writer's Universe.
Moreover, his act of abducting the soldier was meant to buy time for Yu Liang, and he had only delayed things by a matter of seconds, far from having any substantial effect.
Thinking—
So, should he try to delay further, maybe for a minute?
Lu Bao recalled how Lu Mingzhe and Li Huazhao dueled, under normal circumstances, such a nimble Gambler was definitely the bane of body cultivators, a soldier might not even touch him.
Moreover, had Lu Mingzhe been able to extend his spellcasting range by another two steps, the Gambler would surely have won.
