Half an hour later.
The skilled craftsmen of the Artisanship Commission rushed to Sichen Palace and began repairs.
Meanwhile, Yan Qing was helped to his feet by Jing Yuan.
After his armor and gauntlets were removed, Yan Qing said weakly:
"General... give me another chance. Let me rest properly, and I'll definitely defeat her."
"Is that so? Then I'll be waiting to see it." Jing Yuan smiled but said no more.
Soon, several healers entered carrying a stretcher under orders, intending to take Yan Qing away.
"No, I don't need treatment." Yan Qing hurriedly told Jing Yuan:
"I just need a little rest. I'll be able to resume my duties soon."
"You..." Jing Yuan sighed helplessly.
"You've been beaten black and blue. If we didn't spend every day together, I might not have recognized you."
"Don't push yourself. Recovering comes first."
"I-I can still endure it." Yan Qing gritted his teeth.
"That brat Yunli isn't in much better shape than I am. She's only forcing herself to hold on."
At this moment, Yunli had also removed her protective gear. She was likewise covered in bruises, making it clear that neither of them had held back.
"This is the strength of my character." Yunli's expression remained blank.
"I'm not like you. You cried out in pain just now."
"If you've got the nerve, scream like that when you're on the battlefield so those Buli Ren can hear you."
"You...!" Yan Qing was furious and about to lash out when Yan Huan, who had been enjoying the show, quickly raised both hands.
"Alright, alright, the first round is over."
"Before we discuss the prize, let me restore your condition first."
Green light descended over their heads, seeping into their bodies like droplets of water.
Feeling a wondrous power coursing through her body,