Chapter 78: Ranking
'The Black Tiger Gang really does have its share of experts. No wonder it's become one of the top underground organizations in all of Great Xia.'
Lin Feng wasn't flustered. He calmly assessed the situation. 'Looks like it'll take some real effort to get out of here alive today.'
THUD!
A muffled thud echoed as Chen Long landed where Lin Feng had just been standing. The Short Blade in his hand was now embedded in the floorboards, and the flying splinters made a bead of sweat break out on Lin Feng's forehead.
Chen Long's eyes were filled with chilling ferocity as he glared at Lin Feng. "Hmph, you're courting death. Not even the Jade Emperor himself could save you today!"
The Chen Family were founding members of the Black Tiger Gang, and the current Gang Leader, Chen Zhong, also doted on him. He didn't believe for a second that anyone could save Lin Feng.
Lin Feng said nothing. There was no longer a need for words, for Chen Long was already on the move.
His legs suddenly tensed, and he shot forward like a cannonball. With unparalleled and ferocious power, he appeared before Lin Feng in the blink of an eye, the Short Blade in his hand slicing through the air, aimed straight for Lin Feng's throat.
Lin Feng suddenly twisted to the side and reached out to grab the incoming Short Blade, but at this, Chen Long's eyes filled with contempt.
'This is a Yellow-rank low-grade dagger my master gave me when I left the sect. For this young man to actually try and catch it with his bare hands... he's truly courting death.'
Seeing the dagger, Lin Feng didn't stop his advance but continued to reach forward. Just as Chen Long's eyes filled with derision, Lin Feng's right hand instantly accelerated and struck his wrist, forcing his original attack off course.
Chen Long's body shot backward in haste. He never thought that Lin Feng would not only refuse to dodge but would dare to counterattack; it had caught him completely off guard.
'This kid has this much combat experience?'
Chen Long was inwardly astonished. This turn of events was completely unexpected. He had originally planned to use the nimbleness of his Short Blade to pin Lin Feng's hands and then crush him in a single move.
Then Lin Feng would have been a fish in a barrel. But who could have guessed that this Lin Feng wasn't restricted by the Short Blade at all?
Lin Feng dropped into a slight crouch, then stamped his foot on the ground and shot toward Chen Long in an instant.
SLAP!
He slapped Chen Long across the face, sending the man flying into the air. Lin Feng then leaped, executed a beautiful somersault in mid-air, and landed steadily. He looked over at the still-reeling Chen Long.
PTOO!
Chen Long spat out a few teeth. From a mouth that was already missing quite a few, only two or three now remained. His body swayed, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.
He hadn't expected Lin Feng to be so fast. He had thought his own speed just now had reached a terrifying level.
"Damn it, you brat! You dare to slap me?"
But the humiliation stung far more than the physical pain.
He was over sixty years old, yet he'd just been slapped by a young man barely in his twenties. If word of this got out, how could he ever maintain his standing? How could he show his face in public again?!
Chen Long roared, and dozens of men dressed in black instantly poured out from the villa behind him. They surrounded Chen Long protectively, all of them gripping their weapons tightly. A murderous aura permeated the scene.
"Damn it! Cut down this arrogant brat who doesn't know his place!"
Following Chen Long's shout, the men in black surged forward like a tidal wave, rushing madly toward Lin Feng.
Lin Feng recognized these men in black as the Black Tiger Gang's most elite assassins. Among ordinary people, every single one of them would be considered an extremely powerful existence.
These assassins were no pushovers, and now they were swarming him all at once. No matter how formidable Lin Feng was, it was impossible to take down dozens of men in black in a single instant.
"Kill him!"
"Show him the power of the Black Tiger Gang!"
"Charge!"
Earth-shattering roars rang out as the dozens of men in black brandished the short blades in their hands and began hacking at Lin Feng. The cold glint of the blades was terrifying to behold.
Lin Feng frowned slightly at the sight. There were too many of them, and their short blades were indeed exceptionally sharp. But that didn't mean he was afraid of them. After all, in the face of absolute power, all schemes were as flimsy as paper.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
Lin Feng spun, swinging an arm in a wide arc and smashing it into an oncoming man in black. A series of dull thuds rang out as the man was sent flying, slamming violently into a wall.
Although the man had tried his best to block Lin Feng's fist, he couldn't stop it. The power of that punch was too immense; he felt that even if he had been wearing armor, he couldn't have taken the blow. That punch was simply terrifying.
Lin Feng ignored the assassins he sent flying with his fists, instead shifting his feet and lunging straight for Chen Long.
As he moved, he snatched up some of the short blades from the ground. Fighting bare-handed would always put him at a disadvantage.
Although these short blades, forged from refined iron, were no match for the Yellow-rank low-grade short blade in Chen Long's hand, at least there were plenty of them.
With a dozen short blades in hand, Lin Feng's attack frequency soared. His figure moved like lightning as the blades in his hands continuously slashed across Chen Long's body.
SLASH!
A series of crisp slicing sounds rang out as bloody gashes appeared across Chen Long's chest.
Lin Feng's speed was incredible, and the short blades in his hands were extremely sharp. Several wounds had now appeared on Chen Long's body. Although they weren't deep, blood was trickling down his arms.
He felt a chill run through his body. This dense barrage of attacks was like a net of blades enveloping him, leaving him with no way to escape.
He was utterly shaken. He never would have dreamed that the young man before him could achieve such a level of speed.
He finally understood why Zhang Heng had fallen at this young man's hands. This speed was simply uncanny. He had never encountered such a fast-moving figure before; it was like a bolt of lightning, impossible to track.
BAM!
Lin Feng lashed out with another roundhouse kick, striking Chen Long squarely on the shoulder and sending him flying sideways. He crashed heavily to the ground in the distance.
SPURT!
Crashing to the ground, Chen Long could no longer hold back and sprayed out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale, and he felt as if every bone in his body was about to shatter. 'Just where did this monstrous kid come from? How can he have such speed and strength?'