Chapter 96: Missed?
The man in black's attack missed, sending him stumbling to the ground. He staggered for a few steps before barely regaining his balance, but in doing so, he had missed his chance.
But that brief moment was all Lin Feng needed. A dagger shot out like a bolt of lightning, aimed straight for the man in black's throat.
"Damn it!"
The man in black cursed under his breath and rapidly retreated.
But he was a fraction too slow. The dagger grazed his chest, carving out a deep gash three centimeters long. Crimson blood instantly gushed from the wound.
SHLICK!
Lin Feng didn't press his advantage. His dagger swept out again, leaving another gash on the man in black's shoulder. The man's face contorted in pain.
"Fuck! This kid's weapon is Yellow-rank! My Chain Armor is completely useless against it!"
The man in black cursed angrily as he stared at his bleeding shoulder.
Lin Feng stared at him, his gaze growing colder by the second.
The stone slabs beneath his feet began to crack and crumble, sending fragments skittering away. Lin Feng, however, only grew more ferocious with every exchange. Each swing of his dagger whistled through the air.
"You little bastard! Don't think a weapon means you've already won! I'm going to tear you to pieces!"
The man in black roared, his eyes glinting with a blood-red light. Though he had lost the initiative, he drew on his vast combat experience and managed to force Lin Feng onto the defensive.
CRACK!
With a stomp of his foot, Lin Feng vanished like a phantom. In the same instant, his dagger was aimed at the man in black's throat—a strike that was fast, precise, and ruthless.
"Courting death!"
With a furious roar, the man in black sidestepped Lin Feng's fatal strike. In a fluid motion, he drew the Soft Sword from his waist and thrust it at Lin Feng's throat.
'He understood now. Lin Feng was an absolute monster. There was no reasoning with him; he had to be eliminated.'
CLANG!
Lin Feng's dagger slammed against the man in black's combat spike, erupting in a shower of sparks. The impact sent them both flying backward, and they landed on a nearby patch of grass.
They both sprang back to their feet and faced one another, their eyes burning with killing intent. Lin Feng's strength had surpassed the man's expectations. Now, there was nothing left to do but fight to the death.
SWOOSH!
The man in black was the first to move. With a flick of his wrist, the combat spike tore through the air, aimed once again at Lin Feng's throat.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. Pushing off with his right foot, he launched himself into the air, hurtling directly at the man in black.
BAM!
The man in black's combat spike froze just a centimeter from Lin Feng's throat. At the same time, Lin Feng's fist connected squarely with the bridge of his nose.
CRUNCH!
A sickening crack echoed through the air, followed by the man in black's wretched scream. A searing pain shot through his nose, and the coppery taste of blood filled his mouth. His eyes welled up, and he felt an overwhelming urge to vomit blood.
"AAAAARGH..."
The man in black shrieked at the sky, his eyes bulging so wide it looked as if they would pop out of their sockets. He couldn't take it anymore.
After one final, blood-curdling scream, the man in black couldn't hold on any longer. A spray of blood erupted from his mouth. He clutched his face and staggered backward.
Lin Feng seized the opportunity to press his advantage—to strike while his enemy was down. He closed the distance again, his assault even more ferocious than before. His dagger became a venomous snake, lunging toward the man in black with chilling precision.
CLANG!
The man in black's pupils constricted. He gripped the combat spike with both hands, raising it to block. At the same time, he leaned back at an unnatural angle, managing to alter the dagger's trajectory and narrowly evade the blow.
This was the man in black's specialty. He always used his superb Body Technique and agility to gain the upper hand in close combat. He had even slain enemies far stronger than himself on multiple occasions. But today, he had finally met his nemesis.
Lin Feng's brow tightened. This man was truly a difficult opponent. Even though Lin Feng had the upper hand, he didn't dare lower his guard for an instant.
'My strength is back to seventy or eighty percent, while he's at less than half. But I can't afford to be careless. If I underestimate him, I'll pay a heavy price.'
SWOOSH!
He lunged forward, instantly appearing at the man in black's side. His sharp dagger whistled through the air as he thrust it toward his opponent's ribs.
The man in black's face went pale with shock. He had never imagined Lin Feng's Body Technique would be so bizarre and unpredictable. All he could do was scramble to defend himself.
TING!
Lin Feng's blow knocked the man in black's combat spike wide open. Seizing the opening, he surged forward, his dagger aimed straight for the man's heart.
Seeing the danger, a look of grim resolve flashed in the man in black's eyes. He hastily retreated two steps.
He planted his feet and launched himself into the air. Simultaneously, he hurled his combat spike. It spun rapidly as it flew toward Lin Feng.
When Lin Feng saw the man throw the spike, a sense of dread washed over him. As the weapon spun, it gave off a sinister, cold glint—it was clearly coated with a deadly poison.
Lin Feng had barely begun to dodge when the combat spike was already upon him. A wild, savage grin flashed across the man in black's face.
'This is the chance I was waiting for! The poison on this spike is incredibly potent. One scratch is all it takes. Lin Feng is dead.'
'So he had another trick up his sleeve?'
A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. Lin Feng sneered and leaped into the air, executing a mid-air flip to evade the man in black's attack.
The man in black froze. 'How did he dodge that killing blow so easily? My plan was flawless.'
'At this range, no one should have been able to dodge that fatal surprise attack.'
Lin Feng landed, his body swaying like a phantom. By then, the man in black was already upon him.
The man in black gave a savage grin. The combat spike in his hand gleamed as he brought it down toward Lin Feng's neck. If this blow landed, not even Lin Feng could escape death.
But at that critical moment, with a flick of his wrist, the dagger in Lin Feng's hand suddenly vanished.
When it reappeared, it was already at the man in black's chest. The assassin's combat spike whistled past Lin Feng's torso—a near miss. Lin Feng, however, had been prepared, and his dagger left a shallow, bloody mark on the man in black's chest.
The man in black was sent staggering back several steps, heavily wounded by the blow. Lin Feng surged forward in pursuit, raising his right leg and kicking straight at the man's chest.
THUMP!
Lin Feng's kick landed squarely on the man in black's chest. He was sent flying five or six meters, crashing heavily against a tree. The impact snapped several thick branches, and a trickle of blood escaped the corner of the man's mouth.
PTOO!