Bi Qing's enormous body crashed heavily to the ground.
Tan Xuan of the Xuanyuan Clan stood there like a heavenly god, his entire body shimmering with golden light.
He had not even used a weapon. With his bare hands, he had defeated Bi Qing.
Having lost Wei Xia and Feng Long, the Chi You Clan had been forced to send in Bi Qing as a substitute Middle Desolate God. Her strength was indeed a notch weaker.
Zi Yu and the others immediately frowned when they saw this.
They had expected Bi Qing to lose, but not so cleanly and decisively. Both were Middle Desolate Gods, yet the gap between Bi Qing and her opponent was simply too great.
Bi Qing, lying on the ground, was clearly unwilling to accept defeat. She struggled, trying to climb back up.
But Tan Xuan's enormous body leaped into the air. After flipping once in midair, he came crashing down like Mount Tai bearing down from above.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a deafening crash, Tan Xuan had pinned Bi Qing firmly to the ground. At the same time, he extended a finger and pressed it against Bi Qing's forehead. If he pushed down, he could crush her head to pieces.
"The most important thing is to determine the victor of this match. If you want to stake your life on it, I can grant your wish," Tan Xuan said coldly.
At that moment, Zi Yu's calm voice drifted over. "Bi Qing, admit defeat. Don't make any futile resistance."
As members of the same clan, sharing the same bloodline, they ultimately felt pity for their clanswoman's life.
Besides, the Chi You Clan had only lost one match. There were still chances later.
"I lost," Bi Qing said, her face filled with unwillingness.
"Heh." Tan Xuan gave a