With no alternative, Li Fei quickly retracted his hand that he had extended and exerted his strength to unload the force of the attack. Su Meimei then dove into his embrace, and Li Fei's neck and shoulder joint were heavily kicked. Li Fei's figure swayed, but he wasn't seriously affected. After all, he had the Protective Divine Skill of Iron Shirt. So he adjusted his body and instructed Su Meimei, "Go sit down in your seat."
"Mm," Su Meimei obediently ran to her seat and sat down. "Country bumpkin, you definitely wouldn't tolerate others bullying me, right? So you have to teach this arrogant guy a lesson for me today. I promise I'll be good to you in the future."
Li Fei sized up Ling Xiao and slowly opened his mouth, "I didn't expect you to be a hidden expert."
That kick just now—if the opponent had added another hundred pounds of force, I would have likely fallen to the ground due to the inertia.