Chapter 498: Slay
He was fast, but there was a vast gap between his speed and Night Blade's. He knew defeat was all but certain.
But that wouldn't stop him from fighting with everything he had. He would not allow anyone to insult his mother. Meanwhile, Night Blade closed in on him, step by step.
But a savage grin crept across the assassin's face. His target was Lin Feng's left shoulder. 'If I can just cripple him,' he thought, 'I can finish him off, even if my own attacks lack brute force.'
Lin Feng, however, remained perfectly calm and unconcerned, as if he hadn't noticed Night Blade's approach at all.
CLANG!
The short sword in Night Blade's hand slammed viciously onto Lin Feng's shoulder. But the moment the blade made contact, Night Blade's expression changed dramatically. A terrifying force surged from Lin Feng's shoulder, striking fear into him. He tried to pull back.
BAM!
But it was too late. Lin Feng shifted his weight, and Night Blade felt a grip like steel lock onto his short sword, holding it fast.
CRACK!
Night Blade heard the distinct sound of a bone shattering. A faint white vapor instantly rose from his hand—the bones in his palm had been crushed.
But he didn't give up. With a sudden jerk of his arm, he let go of the short sword, sending it flying toward the space between Lin Feng's waist and ribs. If that strike landed, Lin Feng would be crippled, if not killed.
POW!
But Night Blade's attack missed. In that same instant, a whip kick from Lin Feng slammed into his cheek. The sheer force of the blow sent Night Blade flying.
After tumbling for over a dozen yards, Night Blade coughed up a spray of blood. Lin Feng's kick had shattered half the teeth in his mouth.
Night Blade was reeling in shock. 'Lin Feng's power has grown by an insane amount! How did he get so monstrously strong in the blink of an eye?'
Hmph...
Looking down at Night Blade on the ground, Lin Feng let out a cold sneer. He knew victory was in his grasp.
Night Blade struggled back to his feet and glared at Lin Feng with venom in his eyes.
"You little bastard, don't celebrate too soon! Even if I die, I'm taking you with me!"
With a roar, Night Blade transformed into a black meteor, hurtling madly toward Lin Feng.
He brandished his short sword in an impenetrable flurry. He was using his ultimate technique.
Watching Night Blade charge at him, Lin Feng didn't let his guard down. He brought two fingers together and, with a flick, shot out a silver needle that was nearly impossible to see.
The needle, imbued with powerful energy, shot straight toward Night Blade. Lin Feng was no longer holding back.
TING!
With a metallic ring, Night Blade's short sword managed to block the silver needle. But his face paled instantly—Lin Feng's real attack was already upon him.
WHAP!
Lin Feng's right leg swung like a great hammer, whistling through the air as it slammed squarely into Night Blade's abdomen.
Night Blade was knocked to the ground, and Lin Feng's left foot immediately followed up, viciously kicking him in the head.
THUD!
The kick sent Night Blade flying for over a dozen yards. He struggled for a moment after landing, then lay completely still.
Night Blade struggled to lift his head. His eyes, filled with horror, fixed on Lin Feng. 'How can he still be able to fight?'
'I knew about his condition before. He shouldn't be able to fight like this at all!'
BAM!
Night Blade collapsed to the ground again. Only then did the excruciating pain wash over him. His wrist and elbow were completely twisted, and he had long since lost his grip on his short sword.
His condition was dire. Lin Feng's assault had been a relentless storm, leaving him utterly powerless to retaliate. Now, Night Blade had no fight left in him.
Lin Feng began to walk toward Night Blade, his steps slow and deliberate.
Night Blade's gaze grew vacant. As he watched Lin Feng draw near, his eyes filled with utter despair.
A wave of regret washed over him. 'How could I have been so stupid? Why did I just throw my life away like that? Am I an idiot?'
THUD!
Lin Feng reached Night Blade and drove his knee hard into the assassin's chest. Night Blade shot backward like a cannonball.
But Lin Feng showed no sign of stopping. His figure blurred, and he was in front of Night Blade once more, smashing a fist into his face.
BAM! BAM!
Night Blade was sent flying, but he knew he had to fight back. He used all his strength to try and retreat, but he still underestimated Lin Feng's speed.
In a flash, Lin Feng was upon him again. He grabbed Night Blade's clothes with both hands, swung him in a wide arc, and slammed him into the ground!
The impact drove Night Blade deep into the hard bluestone pavers, kicking up a cloud of dust that buried his head from view.
BAM!
With a dull thud, Lin Feng hauled Night Blade out of the crater and stared down at him with ice-cold eyes.
"Did one of those families pay you to kill me?"
"Tell me, and I'll give you a quick death."
Lin Feng's voice was unnaturally cold. Even through the haze of dust, his words were perfectly clear, ringing in Night Blade's ears like a clap of thunder.
Night Blade coughed painfully a couple of times, then spat out a bloody tooth. It was clear Lin Feng's brutal beating had taken its toll.
"Haha! You want information from me? In your dreams! I am Night Blade! I came here ready to die!"
Blood trickled from the corner of Night Blade's mouth as a savage smile spread across his face. He was a tough bastard; though defeated, his will to fight wasn't broken.
THUD!
Another fist slammed viciously into Night Blade's stomach, driving him into the ground once more.
A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. Instantly, his fists were enveloped in thick Inner Strength as he aimed a punch at Night Blade's neck!
BAM!
Lin Feng's fist smashed down, each blow landing squarely on Night Blade's throat.
Lin Feng's fists flew with increasing ferocity, each one hammering down on Night Blade's throat.
"AARGH!"
Night Blade let out a series of bloodcurdling screams. The heavy blows were agonizing, and what's more, Lin Feng's strikes were precisely measured.
He was deliberately attacking a vulnerable spot like the throat, yet each blow was calculated to avoid punching straight through Night Blade's neck.
They landed only on his windpipe, aggravating his injuries and, because of this precision, preventing Night Blade from immediately passing out.