Shu Ci seized the opportunity, one arm wrapped around Baili An's waist, suddenly flipped over, sending him flying away, her delicate and petite body containing astonishing strength.
Her half-dressed skirt hung loosely, with her chest wide open, revealing vast expanses of snowy white skin and her moist shoulders under the halo of light.
She launched a powerful and heavy kick straight towards Baili An's neck.
Baili An reacted swiftly, his legs firm within the circle of light, his waist sinking, and his left hand raised horizontally. With a muffled thud, he single-handedly blocked Shu Ci's kick.
In that instant when hand and leg intertwined, Baili An's entire arm went numb. He slowly lifted a pair of deep and pitch-black eyes, his arm slipping like a gliding fish, dissipating the force between her legs.
He deftly caught Shu Ci's tender ankle with a backhanded move, about to flip her over and slam her hard onto the ground.
