C86 Top 8(part II)

Ping Guan was still in another competition room. He didn't know anything about Han Shengqi. The sweat on the forehead of the opponent in front of him was slightly visible. He was holding the chess piece in his hand and swaying it unsteadily. It was very difficult for him to carry on with the game.

"Why don't you just admit defeat?" Ping Guan said with a smile. His eyes were full of ridicule