Chapter 92: Hindrance
Li Er glowered at Lin Feng. Although his arms were temporarily dislocated, it hardly hindered his fighting ability.
"Enough talk. Let's fight!"
Lin Feng barked coldly. His body jolted, and a powerful wave of energy erupted from him.
"Die!"
Lin Feng's speed suddenly increased, his body becoming a blur. He gripped his Short Blade with both hands, swinging it down toward Li Er's chest with a vicious gust of wind.
"CLANG!"
Li Er blocked with both arms, producing the crisp sound of metal striking metal. A shower of brilliant sparks exploded between them, knocking them both back.
"RIIIP!"
The sleeves on Li Er's arms were shredded by the Short Blade.
Li Er had come out the worse for wear. Blood streamed from his shoulder, and a long gash ran down his left arm, the skin split open and blood pouring from the wound.
"You damn bastard!"
Li Er's face twisted into a savage snarl as he gritted his teeth and glared at Lin Feng.
He hadn't expected Lin Feng to attack so suddenly. What surprised him even more was that the Short Blade Lin Feng used could actually leave such a deep wound on his skin. It was completely beyond his expectations.
"BAM!"
Li Er suddenly charged Lin Feng. He crossed his hands in front of him, then swung them viciously at Lin Feng's head. If that blow landed, Lin Feng would be half-dead, if not worse.
Lin Feng's eyes were ice-cold. He remained undaunted by Li Er's lethal attack. He clenched his right hand into a fist, clashing fiercely with Li Er's iron palms for several exchanges. Then, his two fingers became like a sword, jabbing viciously toward Li Er's eyes. If they connected, Li Er would be blinded, if not killed.
"WHOOSH!"
Li Er abruptly pulled his hands back, his body nimbly dodging to the side.
"SWOOSH!"
As Li Er sidestepped Lin Feng's attack, he took the opportunity to whip a kick at Lin Feng's abdomen.
The kick was ferocious. If it landed, Lin Feng would lose half his life, even if he survived.
Lin Feng snorted. With an agile turn, he narrowly avoided Li Er's attack.
"THUD!"
Li Er's kick hit the ground, and the immense force made him stagger. Lin Feng had already seized the opening created by his opponent's overcommitment and closed the distance.
"SWISH!"
Lin Feng spread his arms, and his Short Blade erupted in a brilliant silver-white light. This time, he held nothing back. A sharp, cold glint shot straight for Li Er's throat.
Li Er's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Lin Feng to be so ruthless. 'This guy is really trying to kill me!'
His face wavered between fury and fear. He was completely unable to dodge now, but he refused to admit defeat.
"CRACK."
With a sharp sound, Li Er stomped hard on the ground, launching himself higher into the air. At the same time, he bent his knees and smashed them down viciously toward Lin Feng's chest.
Li Er's knees were unbelievably hard; his kneecaps could clash with Lin Feng's Short Blade without shattering. The physical toughness of this man was simply terrifying.
"CLANG!"
Lin Feng flicked his wrist. The Short Blade shifted, evading Li Er's knees, and he simultaneously slashed toward Li Er's waist.
Li Er hadn't expected Lin Feng to suddenly change direction. Caught off guard, he took a slash to his lower leg.
A wound instantly appeared on his calf, and blood sprayed into the air.
"Ugh!"
Li Er grunted in pain, his face instantly turning pale. He lowered his head to look at the wound on his calf, his expression as dark as water.
Lin Feng snorted coldly. This was no time to hold back. His legs blurred as he swept toward Li Er like a phantom. Gripping his Short Blade with both hands, he thrust it toward Li Er's chest.
Li Er looked up, his eyes filled with rage. In his view, Lin Feng had become the hunter, and he was the lamb waiting for slaughter.
But Li Er was, after all, a wily old veteran. Even though he was seriously injured, he reacted quickly. He clenched his right fist and threw a heavy punch.
"BAM!"
Their fists collided. Li Er's fist shuddered—Lin Feng hadn't met his punch head-on, but had instead used a clever technique to strike his wrist.
He felt an immense force travel up his arm, making the web between his thumb and forefinger ache. He couldn't help but take a step back.
"THUMP, THUMP, THUMP."
He retreated a full three steps before steadying himself. Refusing to yield, he charged at Lin Feng again, his assault even fiercer this time, each attack merciless.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. Showing no sign of weakness, he met Li Er's charge head-on, and the two were instantly entangled in a brawl.
A storm of incredibly sharp attacks enveloped Li Er, who resisted with all his might, his figure flickering unpredictably like a ghost.
A series of explosive cracks echoed through the air. A violent aura raged outward, flattening the surrounding grass and trees.
"BANG!"
Lin Feng and Li Er flew apart, only to charge at each other again. Under this continuous, fierce onslaught, Li Er finally began to buckle.
Lin Feng's every attack was lethal and impossible to defend against. Moreover, this kind of close-quarters combat was extremely draining, and Li Er was now clearly growing tired.
"You're not leaving here alive today."
Li Er roared and lunged at Lin Feng, his hands like claws.
"BAM!"
A heavy blow slammed viciously into Lin Feng's ribs. The strike was so powerful that, despite his physical conditioning, Lin Feng was knocked back seven or eight steps. A trickle of fresh blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"BAM!"
Li Er pressed his advantage relentlessly, giving Lin Feng no chance to breathe. Lin Feng sustained new injuries, his body now covered in wounds.
But Li Er's condition was also worsening. The blade wound on his right leg was still seeping blood and had begun to throb with a dull pain.
Li Er knew he was starting to show signs of defeat. He had to end this fight quickly; dragging it out any longer would be disastrous for him.
So, he decided to take a desperate gamble. It was a huge risk, but it was worth a shot. 'What if I get lucky and win?'
His mind made up, he ignored the injury on his leg, leaped into the air, and thrust both of his claw-like hands viciously at the vital point of Lin Feng's neck.
Lin Feng's expression instantly grew serious. He knew Li Er was truly desperate now, so this attack was not to be underestimated.
Seeing Li Er's attack, Lin Feng abruptly raised his arms, brought his elbows together, and slammed them upward to meet the strike.
"BAM!"
Lin Feng's body shuddered as his elbows were knocked aside by Li Er's claws. A sharp pain shot through his arms. Li Er seized the opportunity to close in again, thrusting out another claw-hand and grabbing for Lin Feng's chest.