C830 Hellish Training

Yue Tian Xing once again spat out a mouthful of blood in the face of Ye Fan's concern and almost fainted from anger.

From his point of view, Ye Fan was not concerned about it at all. Instead, he was ridiculing it, so how could he not be angry?

"Can we continue?"

The referee elder appeared between the two of them and asked Yue Tian Xing.

Yue Tian Xing shook his head