C809 Deadlock

"How much of your combat strength has been weakened?" I looked at Fang Shiliang in confusion, thinking that when this old fellow was beating Zhao Ruigong up at the foot of the mountain, he was more amazing than anyone, it didn't seem like he was weakened at all.

Hearing my question, Fang Shiliang smiled and shrugged.

"I've been weakened by half. At the very least, at that time