Who exactly is that young boy with the still-innocent face? The ponytailed girl couldn't help but wonder in her heart. Why does he have such magical abilities? Is he a robot created by high technology? No matter what, following Li Fei's instructions should be the right move for now.
And the few people she had just kicked either fell to the ground or staggered back several steps. With the help of their companions, they barely managed to steady themselves.
"Horse stance."
The ponytailed girl heard Li Fei's prompt in her ear.
She spread her legs shoulder-width apart and crouched slightly. From the side view, the alluring curve of her pert bottom was tightly wrapped in a light gray suit skirt, making for quite an eye-catching sight.
"Retract your fists."
She listened to Li Fei's instructions, holding her fists level and retracting them, her elbows close to her side.
"Courting death!"
Four more people charged at her with ferocious intent, two in front, and two behind.
