"Hehe, since Li Fei hasn't agreed to you yet, I won't be polite."
Yan Ranran charged forward, launching a flurry of punches and kicks at Li Fei.
"Ouch."
She stopped after a few hits, her eyes full of disbelief. Upon closer inspection, the back of her hand was crimson and hurt terribly.
"How is your body so sturdy?"
"I've got thick skin," Li Fei replied, thinking to himself that after his body fused with the Changshan Shield, the power of the Iron Cloth technique had reached a new height. Even higher-level opponents would struggle to gain the upper hand against him.
Liu Ruyan explained, "Ranran, don't you get it? His defensive power is extremely strong. Not only you, even I couldn't harm a single hair on his head."
"I don't believe it."
Yan Ranran drew her sword and thrust it towards Li Fei.
Of course, she was afraid of hurting Li Fei, so she didn't use much force, and the target was just his arm. Even if she wounded him, it wouldn't be life-threatening.
"Clang!"
