The First Elder pushed out his palm force and increased his attack, controlling the Hundred Spike Wind Wheel to attack Xue Fanxin. However, he still knew his limits and did not want to hurt Xue Fanxin. Seeing that Xue Fanxin was about to collapse, he said, "Ninth Imperial Consort, if you admit defeat, I'll stop. Otherwise, you'll be injured."
"It's not the last moment yet. We still don't know who will win!" Even though Xue Fanxin knew that she was powerless to resist the First Elder's attack, she had no intention of admitting defeat. She had been holding on bitterly. Even though she was already kneeling on the ground, her knees ground into a bloody mess, she still did not give up.
Giving up so easily was not her style.
Until the end, as long as she was still breathing, she would not admit defeat.
