Amid the howling wind.
Li Tianming, whose body towered like a mountain, had planted his feet deep underground. Thick vines coiled around him as well, keeping him steady.
Silver-white shields lit up around all ten surviving Guo Jiuxiaos, keeping them from being swept away by the gale.
For the moment, Guo Jiuxiao and Li Tianming halted their battle and looked toward the source of the light and surging wind.
A trace of disappointment entered Guo Jiuxiao's eyes. "I never thought Jiang Hao would take Lu Daoxing down with him."
Li Tianming stared at that dazzling light, his teeth clenched and his lips trembling slightly.
Then Guo Jiuxiao looked toward Zhang Kuang and Hu Yunsheng, and his expression darkened. "What surprises me even more is that Old Hu actually got killed by that sickly bastard Zhang Kuang."
After briefly lamenting his allies' deaths, Guo Jiuxiao turned to Li Tianming. "Ten minutes have passed, and you've only killed five of me. Li Tianming, you're bound to lose."
Li Tianming also shook himself free of the shock of his companions' deaths and injuries.
He couldn't afford to worry about them now. His own fight to the death wasn't over yet.
"Guo Jiuxiao, you really know how to tell a joke. Fifteen of you couldn't beat me. How are ten of you supposed to win?"
"Because of skill cooldowns." Guo Jiuxiao remained composed. "You have to use your full strength at all times to deal with more than ten of me attacking from every direction. Meanwhile, I can coordinate and combine my attacks at leisure."
"Li Tianming, haven't you noticed? Even though I have fewer [Mirror Image] clones now, you're struggling more. That's because so many of your skills are on cooldown. You no longer have as many options available as I do."
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