The Capital's Dragon Doctor

BANG!

The two fighters disengaged after a single clash, each watching the other warily.

Lin Feng's gaze sharpened. 'This old man's cultivation might be a notch weaker than mine, but he's incredibly agile. His attacks are fierce and his defense is tight. If I don't go all out, winning will be basically impossible.'

However...

A wicked grin played on Lin Feng's lips. His figure flickered, and like a phantom, he rushed forward, appearing behind the old man in less than two seconds.

The old man's reaction was extremely fast. He hurriedly shifted to the side.

SWISH!

His movements were lightning-fast, his body leaving an afterimage in mid-air as he narrowly dodged Lin Feng's sneak attack. At the same time, his right leg whipped out like a lash, kicking toward Lin Feng's waist.

If that kick landed, it could probably send a truck flying, let alone a body of flesh and blood. A direct hit would surely result in broken bones.

However, Lin Feng had anticipated the old man's vicious kick. The instant the man's leg shot out, Lin Feng's other hand reached out as well.

CRACK!

A sharp crack echoed, followed a second later by the old man's pained scream.

His right ankle was twisted at an unnatural angle. He collapsed to the ground, the intense pain causing beads of sweat to form on his forehead.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze falling on the old man's right foot, which had already swollen up.

"Hiss... damn it!"

The old man yelled through gritted teeth. With a roar, he shot up from the ground like a spring, forming a claw with his right hand and grabbing Lin Feng's right shoulder. His five fingers tightened, threatening to crush Lin Feng's shoulder blade.

Seeing this, Lin Feng snorted coldly. The muscles in his right arm tensed as a surge of immense brute force flooded into it, and he viciously swung it out.

BAM!

The next moment, Lin Feng's arm smashed into the old man's chest, sending his body flying. The immense force of the impact also pushed Lin Feng back several steps before he could regain his footing.

"Pfft!"

The old man coughed twice after hitting the ground. A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, but he quickly wiped it away.

His expression darkened. He never imagined the young man before him would be so powerful. It completely exceeded his expectations.

"Heh, it seems I misjudged you. To think you were still hiding your strength." The old man gave a cold laugh, a frosty glint flashing in his eyes, and then he shot toward Lin Feng once more.

This time, his speed was even greater than before. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Lin Feng. His right leg struck out like a venomous snake's tongue toward Lin Feng's neck, and at the same time, a peculiar weapon materialized in his hand.

The weapon looked like an iron ring, but its circumference was lined with sharp blades. Except for the spot where the old man gripped it, the entire ring was covered in sharp points.

The old man's move was brimming with killing intent, enough to make one's blood run cold. Lin Feng's expression changed slightly, a cold light flickering in the depths of his eyes. With a flicker of his body, he vanished from the spot.

WHOOSH!

At the same time, the sound of tearing air rang out as he threw a punch straight at the old man's head. The speed was astounding.

CLANG!

The old man's reaction was just as fast. He shifted to the side, blocking with his arm, and his hand clamped down firmly on Lin Feng's fist.

However, it wasn't enough to completely stop Lin Feng's attack. The punch slammed into his arm, sending a wave of numbness through it and nearly dislocating the joint.

A look of fear flashed in the old man's eyes. He immediately released Lin Feng's fist and rapidly retreated, putting distance between them.

"Not bad. You've actually forced me to use my full strength."

The old man stared at Lin Feng, a fiery blaze seeming to burn in his eyes. He grinned fiercely, and then his figure shot forward abruptly.

"Brat, if it weren't for my old injury weakening my Inner Strength, how could you possibly be my match!"

With a roar, a dagger appeared in the old man's hand. He brandished it, slashing directly at Lin Feng. The strike was fierce and erratic, its trajectory impossible to predict, causing Lin Feng's pupils to shrink slightly.

SLASH!

The dagger slashed out again and again. The old man's figure was elusive, making it difficult to track his movements.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes. 'Just as I thought. This old man must have suffered a severe injury in the past.'

'That's the only explanation. A regular Peak Postnatal Martial Artist shouldn't be able to withstand my attacks like this.'

Even so, the old man was still putting immense pressure on him.

'This old man's attacks are incredibly bizarre and hard to track,' Lin Feng thought. 'His Body Technique is also profound, making it impossible to predict where he'll strike next.'

Even with his caution, Lin Feng found these strange and varied combat techniques to be a real headache.

Meanwhile, the old man grew more courageous the longer he fought. He had already noticed that Lin Feng wasn't taking much damage from his attacks.

This made him anxious. He had to end this battle quickly. If it dragged on for too long and Lin Feng wore him out, he would be in serious trouble.

"Hah!"

Suddenly, his eyes flew wide open. With a roar from his throat, his body shot out like an arrow released from a bowstring.

VMMMM!

Wielding the dagger, he carved a cold arc of light through the night sky, slashing straight for Lin Feng's throat.

His strike was exceptionally swift and dangerous. Lin Feng couldn't help but frown, clearly caught somewhat off guard.

But Lin Feng was Lin Feng, after all. After a brief moment of panic, he quickly composed himself, raised his arm, and met the attack with a knife-hand strike.

CLINK!

The crisp sound of metal vibrating rang through the night air. Lin Feng felt a slight numbness in the webbing of his thumb and couldn't stop himself from stumbling back a few steps. 'This old man's strength is truly extraordinary; he's actually making me feel pressured.'

"Oh? I didn't expect you to be able to take that move of mine."

The old man stared at Lin Feng in surprise.

Although their exchange had been brief, Lin Feng's strength had still caught him by surprise. He had actually managed to withstand his attack head-on.

"Heh heh... I'll play with you to the bitter end today. Let's see how long you can last."

The old man sneered, then closed the distance and engaged Lin Feng in a fierce struggle.

Both were engaged in close-quarters combat, every punch and every move filled with explosive power.

For a time, the sounds of battle echoed throughout the mountain forest. In the canopy of a nearby tree, two figures used the cover of night to observe the fight, both wearing grave expressions.

"This Lin Feng is incredible. He can actually fight on par with Elder Wang for this long," one of the men muttered under his breath.

"I don't know what's up with that old devil, but his strength seems to have improved recently. And that kid is clearly just a new-generation junior, yet he dares to fight him."

The woman on the other side also commented, but her words were filled with thick disdain.