Chapter 22

Gu Yang-myeong’s face was as white as a sheet of paper as he walked out.

The Grand Prince had completely read all my palm techniques and sword techniques, my internal energy was overwhelmed, and I couldn’t match his speed. What infuriated Gu Yangming the most was that the Grand Prince wasn’t exerting his full strength; he was leisurely examining the techniques as if Gu Yangming’s clan were merely spectating his martial arts.

This was why the duel dragged on; had they fought with their true strength, it wouldn’t have lasted this long.

Gu Yangming was deeply wounded, not just in appearance but also in spirit.

When Gu Yangyun approached, Gu Yangming waved him off as if unwilling to speak.

Then Gu Yangyun deliberately grabbed Gu Yangming with both hands and subtly infused him with his inner energy.

“Brother, snap out of it.”

Gu Yangyun deliberately gripped Gu Yangming’s shoulders tightly. Gu Yangming frowned and said.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Gu Yangyun replied.

“You’re pale. You were in danger.”

As Gu Yangyun said, had they left Gu Yangming like that, he might have vomited blood from his qi becoming chaotic, even without any injuries. Only then did Gu Yangming come to his senses and say to his younger brother.

“Give it your all from the start. There’s no need to hold back your techniques.”

Gu Yangyun nodded.

“That’s my intention. Brother, just sit here and take some deep breaths.”