Chapter 500: Level
It was his first time encountering such a tyrannical and overbearing cold poison. It had even reached a certain level of potency.
He gently closed his eyes, regulating the meridians in his body and forcing the cold qi out. At the same time, he raised his guard to the absolute maximum, preparing for a potential attack.
He then discovered that while the cold poison was incredibly overbearing, it was still just a bit too weak to truly harm his body.
'Could it be that the essence of this cold poison isn't actually that strong?'
With a single thought, Lin Feng forced all the cold poison out of his body, where it formed a crystal in his hand. He began to observe it carefully.
The object Lin Feng had expelled wasn't very large. It was as crystal clear as jade, but he could sense a sinister, cold qi within it that sent an involuntary chill down his spine.
CRACK!
Lin Feng applied a bit of force with his palm, and the Cold Poison Crystal immediately shattered. His body then shuddered as frost appeared on the surface of his skin, and his clothes instantly became coated in ice.
Only then did he realize the Cold Poison Crystal had the effect of freezing one's blood. 'That's rather interesting.'
Once he had forced all remnants of the cold poison from his body, the Cold Poison Crystal vanished completely.
Lin Feng's condition improved rapidly, but he also knew that the effects of the Cold Poison Crystal likely only lasted for a few minutes.
Still, his body was somewhat fatigued. After all, while the threat from the Cold Poison Crystal was minor, it wasn't without its effects; his meridians and sinews had sustained a certain amount of damage.
But Lin Feng knew the situation was far from optimistic. His current strength was so low that even this cold poison was difficult to purge completely.
Never mind other threats. Even recovering his strength now might not be a long-term solution.
Just as Lin Feng was about to study the cold poison further, a series of footsteps sounded, jarring in the silent night.
Lin Feng frowned, his gaze turning icy as he looked in the direction of the sound.
'Anyone coming to check on my residence now could only be an enemy, here to confirm my death.'
With this in mind, Lin Feng decided not to alert the enemy. Instead, he used his Inner Strength to feign the appearance of being overcome by the cold poison. This would make them bold enough to approach, buying him some time.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
Three dark figures landed at the door. They exchanged a glance, then began to creep inside.
The moment they stepped into the room, Lin Feng's eyes snapped open.
A vicious glint shot from his eyes. Lin Feng immediately sprang to his feet and threw a punch at the first black-robed man.
BANG!
The black-robed man hastily raised his hands to block, but Lin Feng's strike was unstoppable, piercing straight through his chest.
A massive cavity was left in the black-robed man's chest. His mouth opened and closed a few times, but he couldn't utter a word.
The other two black-robed men charged at Lin Feng, but he swung a fist and sent them flying.
They smashed violently into a distant wall, instantly breaking through it and becoming embedded within.
PTUI!
A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, and the black-robed man's face turned pale. Lin Feng's gaze hardened, killing intent surging in his eyes. Since they had come knocking on his door, he decided it was time to teach these fools a lesson.
"What? He wasn't poisoned?!"
One of the black-robed men cried out in alarm. He saw that Lin Feng was still alive and kicking, something they had never expected.
"You brought this on yourselves. Don't blame me for what happens next!"
Lin Feng sneered and charged toward the remaining black-robed men. Every move was incredibly vicious, aimed straight for their throats and other vital spots.
The black-robed men's pupils contracted. The dense barrage of attacks caught them completely off guard. They were forced onto the defensive, completely unable to retaliate.
BAM!
Lin Feng was like a tiger among sheep. The black-robed men had no power to resist him. One by one, they were sent flying by his kicks, crashing through another wall and falling unconscious.
Lin Feng then walked over to the black-robed man who had first cried out. He grabbed the man by the neck and lifted him into the air. The man struggled desperately, but he was completely unable to resist.
"Speak. Who are you?"
Lin Feng's voice was cold. He knew they wouldn't have sent people to assassinate him for no reason.
There had to be a motive. To find out what it was, Lin Feng needed to know who they were, which was why he had to capture one of them for interrogation.
Hearing Lin Feng's question, the black-robed man didn't answer. He simply stared at Lin Feng with icy eyes.
His eyes had turned completely pitch-black, and a strange smile lifted the corners of his mouth.
Lin Feng's heart sank when he saw this. The moment they were exposed and captured, they had taken poison hidden in their mouths.
This was extremely dangerous. An ordinary person would have been too late to stop them, even if they'd tried.
Even with Lin Feng's incredible medical skills, he couldn't save them. Once this kind of poison entered the body, it didn't activate with a sudden burst, which was what made it so troublesome.
Even as their bodies were gradually melting, these black-robed men still retained their combat abilities. Though heavily injured by Lin Feng, they remained formidable foes.
Lin Feng looked at the three black-robed men. Their eyes were locked on him—their target—and they finally realized something was wrong.
"Who are you? How can you be this strong?"
"Fall back!"
Seeing that things had gone wrong, the men immediately prepared to flee, but Lin Feng wasn't about to give them the chance.
He threw a punch, and a violent Fist Gang instantly struck one of the black-robed men. The man was sent flying backward like a cannonball, landing heavily dozens of feet away.
These men had been all but wiped out by Lin Feng in a single exchange. Now, he turned on the other two.
Their expressions changed drastically. They knew the terror of Lin Feng; they knew they had picked a fight with the wrong person today.
His level of strength was simply beyond their imagination. They were all Innate-level Martial Artists, and this mission had been personally assigned by their superiors. They understood its importance all too well.