Just as Shen Yue was lost in wonder, Nalan Jing threw a punch at him.
As no one was allowed to carry weapons in the palace, both of them were having hand-to-hand combat.
The people around them had quickly moved away and a large area was left empty as they were afraid of getting into trouble.
Nalan Zhangqian tightened his grip on the cup as he stared anxiously at the two people battling before him.
'This rascal had truly attained Intermediate True Warrior tier? The spirit wine was truly useful.'
However, Shen Yue had attained Intermediate True Warrior tier for such a long time. Naturally, he was not easy to deal with.
"Nalan Jing!"
Before Shen Yue could react, Nalan Jing had punched Shen Yue at his chest. Shen Yue stumbled backward and wiped off the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth as he stared at Nalan Jing with piercing eyes.
"You asked for this!"
