Chapter 791: Fierce battle, Ye Hui VS Yan Sui Ming II

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The momentum of Ye Hui's attack was broken, and he was fixed by Yan Suiming, unable to move.
Immediately following was Yan Suiming's tsunami counterattack!
Ye Hui is like a small pebble in the tide, constantly being washed away by Yan Suiming's attack, but the surging is not sea water, nor lake water, but Yan Suiming's persistent, terrifying and powerful fist!
"Boom Boom Boom--"
Severe blows, the storm and rain hit Ye Hui's body, letting his body turn into a banana leaf swaying in the wind and rain, dancing chaotically.
It is definitely a trembling trick to destroy a person's pride from the roots.
Let him hurt all over, no more war!
However, Ye Hui didn't look away, letting his fist swell his cheeks like a raindrop, blurring his sight, and still locked his own goal.
At the bottom of my eyes, there is no fear, no panic.
Even if this never-ending injury and offense would kill him at any time, he would still be the same.
Suddenly ... Lu Jiuqi finally knew the reason for Ye Hui's strength.
It came from the edge of life and death, from the pain beyond the limit.
One thing you don't notice is powder crushing!
madman!
Ye Hui, he is a lunatic!
There was no sound in the fighting arena, only the unilateral abuse of the attack.
Lu Jiuqi and other disciples of the fighting soul could not help standing up. Everyone's expression was dignified, anxious, and frightened, and they could not help rushing to pull them away and save Ye Hui.
But they can't!
Ye Hui is the master of this battle, he does not admit defeat, he does not surrender, even if it is covered with pain, even at the cost of blood, all this must continue!
Lu Jiukui bit his lip tightly, staring at the young man who was beaten up, his eyes flushed, still stubborn, and refused to let the tears fall.
Such useless things as tears are an insult to those who are fighting with dignity and life.
It wasn't until another thick blood, mixed with a few broken pieces of meat, spewing out from Ye Hui's mouth that Yan Suiming squeezed Ye Hui's throat and lifted him high.
The handsome facial features of the man were blurred by blood, and only a pair of ink-colored eyes shimmered, like a monster that quietly descended from the dark night.
The corners of his eyes are full of evil spirits.
"Do you admit defeat?" Yan Suiming asked gently, her beautiful thin lips raised, and she seemed to be in a good mood.
Everyone had no doubt that if it were not for the rule that no one could be injured, he would crush Ye Hui's throat without hesitation.
Ye Hui's cheeks were swollen, and his hands were shaking too much. He used all his strength to raise his arms in the eyes of everyone, and he fisted into a fist. Slowly, slowly, slowly, but And firm, hitting Yan Suiming again.
"..."
The punch did not even cause a crisp sound, but made the throat tight and painful.
Do not admit defeat!
Don't admit defeat!
With such a resolute behavior, the teenager said his inner persistence.
He promised that he would not step backwards or admit defeat, otherwise ... how can he catch up with her?
Someone couldn't bear to look at this kind of picture again, and gently looked away.
Some people stood up and shouted excitedly: "Ye Hui! What are you doing! Looking for death? Quickly admit defeat!"
"Give up! Ye Hui!"
"It doesn't matter, there is the next game!"