After nearly ten exchanges, the elder suddenly seized an opportunity and slammed a fist into Qi Xian's chest. Qi Xian was sent flying, spitting a mouthful of blood before crashing heavily to the ground.
Qi Xian clutched his chest, his expression ugly. As the top expert of the Thirteen Nations Alliance, a Tier Six First Layer Martial Venerable, Qi Xian knew he was no match for the Profound Mystery Sect as a whole, but he never imagined that any random person from the sect could defeat him.
Now, fighting Gale, he had been defeated in less than ten moves. His heart filled with despair, the blow to his pride immense.
What?
Qi Xian was actually defeated!
And so quickly, so utterly.
All the surrounding Martial Artists from the Thirteen Nations Alliance were stunned, unable to believe their eyes.
