Dong! Dong! Dong!
Le Yu showed no mercy, punching "Qin Leyin" into the ground again and again. Then he plopped right down on top, his two-hundred-kilo frame crashing down like a tank. "Qin Leyin" felt like the Monkey King squashed under the Five Finger Mountain—beef brisket and Zhajiang noodles from dinner that hadn't even digested yet came spewing right out.
Then, Le Yu casually picked up a rock and chucked it from a distance, knocking away Ning Xinyuan's Overlord Butterfly spear just as she reached for it.
"Overlord Butterfly… my Overlord Butterfly…" Ning Xinyuan tried crawling over to grab it, but the slightest movement made her whole body ache; she could barely breathe, coughing up blood as she gazed in despair at "Qin Leyin" pinned underneath Le Yu.
