Chapter 512: Demonic Charm
The gray-robed old man spoke with disdain, his eyes filled with a lofty arrogance, as if nothing in the mortal world was even worthy of his notice.
The corner of Lin Feng's mouth curled into a roguish smile.
"You think far too highly of yourself. My power is beyond your imagination!"
"How arrogant!"
The gray-robed old man barked, his figure blurring as he shot toward Lin Feng.
BOOM!
The old man arrived in an instant, exuding a monstrously baleful aura. He threw a punch at Lin Feng, the force of the blow rolling forward and stirring up a furious wind.
"Cloud-Breaking Palm—One Palm, One World!"
Facing the old man's attack, Lin Feng's eyes sharpened. Profound Inner Strength gathered in his fist as he met the attack with a punch of his own.
BAM!
Lin Feng's fist crashed against the old man's. The instant their fists collided, a deep, muffled boom resounded.
A tremendous force surged through his fist. Lin Feng's body shuddered, and he was forced back seven or eight steps.
The gray-robed old man, however, only retreated two or three steps before steadying himself.
"Your brute strength truly surprises me."
"But it's still not enough. You're not even worthy of me using my full power!"
The gray-robed old man shot Lin Feng a contemptuous glance, his voice thick with ridicule.
Lin Feng's expression darkened. He hadn't expected the old man to be this powerful.
'This guy really is an expert at the Peak of the Early Stage of Transformation. I'm no match for this kind of power.'
"Hmph. I don't care how many martial techniques you have, you won't escape your doom today!"
The gray-robed old man snorted. He then launched himself into the air, shooting toward Lin Feng like a cannonball.
The two instantly clashed, and a fierce battle erupted.
For a moment, the shockwaves from their battle radiated outward.
SPURT!
A palm strike sent a tremor through Lin Feng's shoulder, leaving a bloody gash. At the same time, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze growing even more resolute. 'Today, I must kill this man!'
The gray-robed old man's face darkened as he watched Lin Feng's injuries mount. Despite the wounds, Lin Feng was still fighting at peak capacity.
THUD!
The old man threw another kick that landed squarely on Lin Feng's abdomen. Lin Feng was sent flying, landing hard on the grass ten meters away.
Cough, cough.
Lin Feng struggled to his feet and spat out another mouthful of blood, his chest heaving violently.
'This gray-robed old man's power is terrifying. At my current level, it's hard to fight him head-on.'
But this didn't make Lin Feng despair. The fighting spirit in his eyes burned even hotter.
"Your potential isn't bad. Given time, you might have a chance to reach the Grandmaster realm, or even the higher Spirit Communication Realm. But you will never be able to catch up to me!"
The gray-robed old man watched Lin Feng calmly, his tone filled with blatant ridicule.
Lin Feng said nothing, his gaze grave as he stared at the old man.
"Brat, don't get a big head just because you pushed me back. There's always someone stronger. Hahaha."
The gray-robed old man laughed, tilting his head back, his eyes filled with contempt.
But even as he spouted this nonsense, he was deeply puzzled. How could Lin Feng withstand his devastatingly powerful martial techniques?
'How is this possible? How can he block my attacks?'
SWISH!
Suddenly, Lin Feng moved. He shot forward like a meteor, lunging at the gray-robed old man once more!
His speed was that of a shooting star; in the blink of an eye, he was right in front of the old man.
WHOOSH!
He thrust out his palm, infusing it with immense Inner Strength. As it shot toward the old man, the very air before it seemed to implode under the pressure!
'Such domineering power!'
The gray-robed old man's eyes narrowed. He whipped his right leg up in a sweeping kick.
BOOM!
The force of the palm and the kick collided with a world-shaking boom. A chaotic torrent of Qi Force engulfed them both.
"Get lost!"
The gray-robed old man roared, and the aura around his body surged wildly.
His power was rising again!
'Lin Feng was astonished. This old bastard was truly formidable, a Grandmaster-level Martial Artist through and through. His power was unfathomable. Any ordinary Martial Artist would have been grievously wounded by that exchange.'
A hint of gravity finally appeared in the gray-robed old man's eyes.
He was forced to reassess Lin Feng's strength, but that was as far as it went.
A cold sneer played on his lips.
"Your power isn't weak, but you're still a long way from matching me."
"Now, let me see your trump card. Let's see what you're really capable of!"
"Azure Dragon's Claw!"
The gray-robed old man pointed a finger, and a surging tide of Inner Strength erupted forth.
This was his signature martial technique, and its power was immense. Many had died by this very move.
At the sight of this, Lin Feng's pupils constricted. He sensed mortal danger.
But he had no choice. He gritted his teeth, and the vast, majestic Inner Strength in his body surged out.
He clasped his hands together and thrust them forward. Tyrannical Inner Strength erupted from his body, along with a terrifyingly potent vital energy far beyond that of an ordinary person, to block the attack!
"Get lost!"
Lin Feng roared as incomparably pure Inner Strength spread from his palms, instantly enveloping his fists.
The next second, his fist met the gray-robed old man's palm!
BOOM!
A deafening explosion echoed through the mountain forest, and ripples of energy visible to the naked eye swept out in all directions.
THUMP, THUMP, THUMP!
The gray-robed old man retreated five or six steps before stopping, but Lin Feng was sent flying, slamming hard onto the ground.
Hiss...
Lying on the ground, Lin Feng clutched his agonizingly painful chest and sucked in a sharp breath. He had just taken a fatal blow from the gray-robed old man.
Fortunately, he had taken an extremely high-grade recovery pill right at the moment of impact.
As a result, his recovery ability was astonishing. In just a few moments, his injuries had already healed a great deal.
Lin Feng stood up, his gaze on the gray-robed old man growing even colder, brimming with killing intent!
"Heh heh, you're truly tenacious! Your recovery speed is shockingly fast, but so what?"
"The outcome won't change. Your power is too weak; it's not enough to even threaten me."
"Since you refuse to give up and die, I'll finish you myself and show you the meaning of despair."
"I'll make you understand the gap between us. You are nothing but a lowly ant."
The gray-robed old man said slowly.
After speaking, he suddenly took a step, his body shooting out like an arrow from a bow and arriving in front of Lin Feng in an instant.