"Elder Brother, the rest of what this fellow can do is manageable, but you must be careful of his Palm-Heart Thunder. I asked the elders who came with us. Although this Thunder Spell can only be used once, it is tremendously powerful. Even someone with a Martial God Realm physique could be seriously injured by it."
Mu Yuchen reminded Mu Yun again, her expression solemn.
They were siblings by blood, after all, and she naturally did not want to see her elder brother hurt.
"Don't worry. I discussed it with several elders last night. Although this Palm-Heart Thunder is tremendously powerful, he has to touch his opponent with his palm to unleash it. I only need to avoid that hand of his."
Mu Yun gently patted Mu Yuchen's shoulder, signaling for her to put her mind at ease.
"Then I wish you victory the moment you raise your banner, Elder Brother!"
Mu Yuchen smiled and saluted Mu Yun with clasped hands, then leaned close to his ear and whispered:
"Elder Brother, I bet three hundred thousand Gold Essence Coins on you for this match. I'm going to make a profit this time."
At these words, Mu Yun laughed heartily, then turned his back to Mu Yuchen and waved with utter confidence.
"Just wait for my good news, Younger Sister!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Such deep affection between siblings."
Under an elm tree not far from the Golden Scale Platform's main gate, the Seventh Princess, dressed in men's clothes, hooked an arm around Chu Xiaoxiao's neck and pursed her lips toward the departing Mu Yun siblings.
After learning that Mu Yuchen had actually gone to threaten Xu Taiping yesterday, her opinion of the siblings had plummeted a thousand feet.
"Cousin, why are you wearing men's clothes today too? Could it be