The shark-person BOSS periodically struck the ground with his trident, while Dragon Roaming Wanli and his companions waited quietly for the right moment.
Finally, it seemed the shark-person BOSS was growing impatient, as the rhythm with which it struck the ground became noticeably erratic.
It hesitated!
It was worried about the Demon King's reinforcements!
It weighed whether it was worth it to continue this stalemate!
Dragon Roaming Wanli carefully observed its movements.
He took note of everything, including the frequency of its chest and shoulders rising and falling, to the rhythm of its ground strikes... not missing any detail, however slight.
At last—
The creature began to lose its footing; the shift of its heel and center of gravity to the rear betrayed its intent to retreat!
Not missing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Dragon Roaming Wanli roared.
"Now, Baili!"
"Oh!"
