The gorge was in a woeful state, as though every natural disaster in the book had just passed through.

Wang Hejiu and Duze Beixuan walked out from the smog, smiling as they looked at Xin Fu's slumped form.

"One down, Li Luo," Wang Hejiu said. Xin Fu might have stopped their attack, but he had paid a heavy price. He was out for the count for the rest of the battle.

Without his interference, they could run more concerted attacks against Li Luo. A powerful advantage for them.

"Anything else that can turn the tables?" Duze Beixuan sneered.

Li Luo looked at them calmly. "You know what? Turning the tables is, like, the most classic of classic plots for the ...