Unfortunately, no matter how much Wang Bin cursed, Lin Yixuan just wouldn't engage in direct combat, only dodging and fleeing.
Although incredibly embarrassed, at least he wasn't going to be killed on the spot.
The onlookers watching the fight shook their heads one after another.
"Haha, I thought we might witness a miraculous rebellion, but it turns out he's just a 'three-second man', rigid just for a brief moment before faltering."
"It's no good!"
....
Su Mo watched the fight before him, his headache intensifying.
Lin Yixuan was too disappointing, his aggressive rhythm was too hurried and clumsy, making it clear to see.
Wang Bin only made a slight adjustment, and Lin Yixuan himself completely lost his composure, now it looked like his chances were slim.
Lin Ming watched the ongoing fight, his brow also knitted together. Although he had expected Lin Yixuan to be outmatched, seeing him being chased and struck in such a sorry state was very hard for him to bear.
