"Uh..."
Fireball Li looked at the "himself" standing with his head lowered in the distance, then at the miserable-looking Murphy. After a moment's thought, he immediately understood what had happened.
Good lord...
Murphy had thrown two punches and beaten himself into an inferiority complex?
Seeing that Fireball Li did not respond, the stone man continued on his own:
"If our roles were reversed, and I stood still for you to hit, I'm afraid it would take only one punch—no, one finger—to grind me into dust..."
"At this very moment, if I were to use a metaphor to express my feelings, then it would be, uh, it would be..."
Seeing Murphy struggle for ages without managing to squeeze out the second half, Fireball Li kindly supplied it for him:
"A frog at the bottom of a well climbs onto the platform—his horizons are greatly broadened?"
"Huh? Ah, right, right, right!" Murphy nodded repeatedly.
"That's it—a frog at the bottom of a well climbs onto the platform, his horizons are greatly broadened!"
"Overlord Lu Li, not only is your strength unmatched, but you're even so good at using metaphors. Sob, sob, sob... You're truly incredible..."
Watching scorching liquid like molten lava flow from the stone man's three eyes, Fireball Li's mouth twitched.
For a moment, he could not tell whether the stone man's sudden emotional breakdown came from admiration or sorrow.
Should he tell Murphy the truth—that his strength had greatly declined in his current avatar state, which was why he had sent him to throw those two punches?
Just as Fireball Li was thinking this and composing his words in his mind, a new change occurred in the shimmering light nearby.
Sun Minjie, whom Fireball Li had ordered to watch the trial footage and assist his memory, suddenly cried out, warning