The expression on the woman's face grew increasingly angry.
Her right leg shook violently, erupting with powerful strength, and Chen Yang's hand was instantly jolted away.
The woman quickly retracted her right leg, then used it as a pivot to spin her body, swinging her left leg at Chen Yang's head once more.
Chen Yang's expression couldn't help but change.
This woman's combat prowess was indeed quite formidable.
This kick, with its whistling sound, surprisingly brought Chen Yang a slight sense of oppression.
Chen Yang didn't dare to take it head-on; he immediately took two steps back, dodging the woman's spinning kick.
Then he smirked, "Miss, your posture is quite stylish, but it's a bit revealing, isn't it?"
The woman's charming face turned bright red from anger, as if it was about to drip blood.
"Bastard, you're dead meat!"
The woman shouted fiercely, her legs relentlessly attacking Chen Yang.
