Hiromichi growled as Yin managed to evade his attack.<span style="font-style: italic">UGH! I got too careless!</span>He barely had enough time to see Yin's counterattack coming. His movements were almost too fast for even Hiromichi's trained eyes to see. He tried to bring his arm around to block, since he clearly had no time to dodge, but unfortunately, it was too late. He heard a loud crack as blood spurted from his now broken nose. He closed his eyes as the pain radiated throughout his entire body.<span style="font-style: italic">Damn you! I'm going to rip you apart!</span>His anger had finally boiled over. But unbeknownst to Yin, that made him even more dangerous. With a battle cry, Hiromichi worked through the pain and threw a punch directly at Yin's face. Then another. Then another. Then another. All of them were thrown as fast as he could possibly throw them. There was blood in his eyes. He was no longer holding back. This was no longer about testing himself. He was going to win this fight if it killed him, if only so he could rub it in his opponent's face. He would punctuate the flurry of strikes with a powerful front kick to the ribs.