C463 The Fight

"Do you really want to start a fight right here, Changmen Feiyuan?"

It was Nangong Pushe who spoke, her claw firmly grasping Changmen Feiyuan's fist as she struggled against the force of his blow, air currents swirling and dissipating into the surroundings. Yet, unbeknownst to the onlookers, Nangong Pushe's qi sea was tumultuously unstable.

"Nangong Pushe isn't up to par