Chapter 793: Battle, Ye Hui VS Yan Sui Ming IV

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Ye Hui's heart was so painful that she couldn't breathe. I didn't know whether it was because of the pain from the outside world or because of the cruel reality that came to her ...
Until the girl shouted at him with a clear voice and his hoarse exhaustion, like the morning light tearing the darkness and haze, shining to his heart--
"Ye Hui! Come on!"
"Come on! Ye Hui!"
"Ye Hui! Come on!"
"Come on! Ye Hui!"
...
She shouted, the encouragement, over and over, over and over again ... echoed in Ye Hui's soul, turning into a warm spring breeze, blowing away the flowers in his heart.
Lu Jiukui's tone is flying more and more, and Qingli's face has long been covered with tears unconsciously, especially without knowing it.
"Come on! Ye Hui!"
Come on! partner!
At this time, except for these four words, she could not say anything, and she could not speak.
The path he chose, she can only support him, and go on firmly!
Han Chengyu also stood up violently, red eyes ran to the edge of the fighting skills platform, while slapping the countertop, his nose sounded loudly.
"Ye Hui! Don't admit defeat! Hit him! Fight back!"
"Fight back! Kill this guy!"
"Ye Hui!"
...
"Ye Hui! Come on!"
"Ye Hui! Come on!"
Shen Li, Feng Fengting, Wenluo, Nalannian, and Xiao Qingfeng all gathered around the fighting arena, and they couldn't care about any face or face, or the image of a first-class disciple of a ancestor, yelling and screaming.
"Ye Hui you nerd! Don't give up!"
"Persevere! Persevere! Ye Hui!"
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Even Luo Yishan in the crowd was stunned, not knowing how to express the shock in his heart.
This young man who followed Lu Jiu's absence turned out to be stronger than he thought. It was the strength of the soul, far exceeding him.
The two fists clenched consciously, and Luo Yishan's heart was full of flavor.
Ye Hui's soft fist hit Yan Jiu Mingming's face again. The latter's eyes flashed, and finally he laughed helplessly, grabbed Ye Hui, walked to the edge of the fighting field, and said lightly: " Since you do not admit defeat, I can only throw you out. "
Otherwise, in case the guy was physically maimed and killed, would the witch kill him?
With raised eyebrows, Yan Suiming smiled gently as always: "You are very good, Ye Hui, but it is too tender. When you become stronger, let's fight again."
With that said, he lifted Ye Hui, who was unable to move, and moved to the outside of the court. Just ready to let go, the corpse-like teenager suddenly opened his eyes!
The light in the eyes of the young man was shining brightly, and it seemed that the pain and torture of the wise talent had never existed.
Yan Suiming was stunned, and at the next moment he felt something caught his neck and pulled it hard, making him stagger under his feet. Then, the scene in front of him turned in circles, until his shoulder touched the hard On the ground, I suddenly recovered.
"Boom" two sounds of falling to the ground, one inside and one outside.
And Yan Suiming found himself ... falling off the court? !
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In the huge fighting arena, surrounded by deathly silence, everyone held their breath and couldn't believe everything they saw.
The young man who was silent, as if he had died, finally took a bite!
They really want to say ... What a beautiful girl you are! !