Northern Town Prefectural Commissioner, Public Hall.
The panlong zitan hall case bestowed by Emperor Taizu of Wei to the Imperial Guard, had already shattered into pieces of wood debris on the floor.
The entire hall looked as if a bull had plowed back and forth countless times, with a broken floor, scattered seats, and human-shaped pits everywhere.
Shen Fa lay sprawled in the center of the hall, gasping for breath, spewing blood, and angrily shouting, "Why didn't you just kill me? Is this how you treat a friend?"
Yang Ge was also slightly gasping for breath. Hearing this, he sneered, "If you weren't my friend, do you think you'd still have the chance to spout such nonsense?"
He had fought without using True Qi, fearing that he might accidentally kill Shen with a real blow, merely relying on physical strength to shatter Shen's golden bell shield and iron-cloth shirt indeed required considerable effort.