At that moment, Lin Xintong felt that mysterious feeling again; she felt her body start to burn up. Yi Yun's punch had already hit her belly!
"Oh!?"
In quick response, Lin Xintong's body rapidly retreated backward. Her retreating speed was even faster than Yi Yun's punch.
Although Yi Yun had managed to make contact with her body due to her moment of distraction, he could not keep up with her speed the moment she came to.
Yi Yun's punch had clearly hit Lin Xintong's body, but due to her quick retreat, she had not received the full brunt of the force. Yi Yun felt like he had punched a ball of cotton.
Yi Yun raised his brow. He had been beaten all night and he had finally managed to hit Lin Xintong once, but Lin Xintong had retreated so quickly, it was as if he had never hit her.
Yi Yun could not accept it. He did not want to let Lin Xintong retreat fully, so he charged forward forming his fists into a claw as he scratched forward.
