The Capital's Dragon Doctor

Before long, both men had landed blows on each other, and their bodies were already covered in bruises.

But Lin Feng only grew more valiant the longer they fought. Furthermore, his constitution was exceptionally unique, with a freakishly powerful recovery ability. He only needed a moment's rest to recover completely.

Chen Wu, on the other hand, had slowed his pace. He even looked slightly fatigued, gasping for breath.

Chen Wu was horrified. He never imagined Lin Feng's combat awareness would be this sharp. 'Who the hell is this guy?'

But he didn't give up. Gritting his teeth, he continued to clash head-on with Lin Feng!

His attacks grew fiercer, but Lin Feng fended them off with increasing ease. Finally, finding an opening, his left hand shot out and grabbed Chen Wu's wrist before he slammed an elbow into his chest.

"THUD!"

A dull thud echoed as Chen Wu stumbled back three or four steps before regaining his footing.

"I've underestimated you."

He glanced down at his chest. Even through his clothes, he knew the spot was already red and beginning to bruise.

It was only thanks to his body as a Peak Innate Martial Artist that he could withstand Lin Feng's elbow strike. After all, it carried enough force to shatter a steel plate—an ordinary person couldn't have possibly endured it.

Chen Wu understood that he could not lose. Otherwise, his mission today would be a complete failure.

"But if this is all you've got, then this is as far as you'll go."

Chen Wu sneered, a bloodthirsty and crazed light flickering in his eyes.

The next second, Inner Strength surged through his body and his muscles bulged. He seemed filled with limitless power as an incomparably potent aura erupted from him, as terrifying as a starving tiger.

"Six Harmonies Fist!"

Chen Wu roared, his right hand forming a Palm Blade that he viciously chopped forward. In that instant, he seemed completely transformed, becoming exceptionally terrifying.

"BANG!"

Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged as he threw out an iron fist, smashing it fiercely against Chen Wu's strike. A shocking wave of energy rippled outward.

THUMP THUMP THUMP!

Chen Wu retreated three or four steps before steadying himself.

His chest heaved, his breathing clearly in disarray. He had obviously lost out in the previous exchange.

"How could you..."

Chen Wu stared at Lin Feng in disbelief. He couldn't believe Lin Feng had actually withstood his Six Harmonies Fist head-on!

He had been personally taught the Six Harmonies Fist by his master; it was a peerless martial art of immense power.

Yet just now, he had suffered a major disadvantage in their clash, allowing Lin Feng to gain the upper hand!

'Just how much of a prodigy is this kid?!'

Lin Feng frowned slightly.

'That last exchange may have looked effortless, but it was anything but easy for me.'

'My cultivation is already a minor stage lower than his, and his strength is a bit greater than mine. That's why I was at such a clear disadvantage just now.'

'Looks like I underestimated him after all!'

Lin Feng shook his head. He looked at Chen Wu with a grave expression and said, "Your strength is impressive, but you're still a long way from being able to kill me."

Chen Wu snorted, a cold smile touching his lips. "We'll see about that. That was just a warmup. The main event is about to begin."

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow at his opponent's words, but he wasn't flustered. After everything he had been through to get here, it would be pathetic to be intimidated by a mere threat.

"Heh heh, now I'll show you my true strength."

Chen Wu gave a sinister laugh. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his body abruptly shot forward, even faster than before!

His hands formed into claws and shot out, aiming straight for Lin Feng's throat!

He intended to tear Lin Feng's throat out with this strike.

Lin Feng's pupils contracted. With a single thought, he instantly executed the Wandering Dragon Bagua Step, barely dodging Chen Wu's attack.

Chen Wu sneered and swiped fiercely with his claw again.

Unflustered, Lin Feng used the Wandering Dragon Bagua Step once more to dodge Chen Wu's fatal blow.

"Damn it! You can't escape!"

Chen Wu was furious. 'This bastard has just been toying with me!'

He leaped high into the air, kicked off a nearby wall, and used the recoil to somersault through the air, landing nimbly in another spot.

"WHOOSH!"

He gave chase, his rapid movements like those of a phantom. His Body Technique was eerie and unpredictable.

Lin Feng's expression grew grim. He could tell this was getting tricky.

This Chen Wu was no simple foe. His strength was immense, and his moves were cunning and bizarre. If Lin Feng's own abilities didn't far exceed those of a typical Early Stage of Innate Martial Artist, he would have already died a hundred times over.

Still, Chen Wu's skills were far superior to those of an Early Stage of Innate Martial Artist.

"SWOOSH!"

Chen Wu stopped abruptly, his gaze locked on Lin Feng. He held out his hands and cracked his knuckles with a sharp POP.

"Baji Fist!"

With a sharp cry, Chen Wu's figure blurred into a black shadow, lunging forward like a cheetah. As he swung his fists, the air shrieked with a piercing whistle.

A grave look appeared on Lin Feng's face. He could feel that the move Chen Wu was unleashing this time was far more threatening—many times stronger than his previous Fist Technique!

"BANG!"

Chen Wu's fist slammed into Lin Feng's chest like a cannonball, but Lin Feng skillfully dissipated the terrifying force, taking no damage.

But Chen Wu, not to be outdone, seized the opportunity to attack again.

"BANG!"

The two clashed relentlessly, exchanging dozens of fierce blows in just a few moments. Every move and every stance held enough destructive power to shatter stone.

Although Chen Wu's onslaught was ferocious, Lin Feng held his ground. Relying on his agile Body Technique and formidable defense, he neutralized Chen Wu's attacks time and time again.

"This guy..."

The more Chen Wu fought, the more astonished he became. He had initially thought Lin Feng was no threat. After all, considering his age, he could at best be a Peak of Early Stage Innate Martial Artist, still a ways off from himself.

But now, it was clear Lin Feng's strength was far greater than that.

"This kid's combat ability is just bizarre."

Chen Wu muttered to himself.

He had practiced Baji Fist since childhood and knew its secrets intimately. Few Martial Artists of the same rank could contend with him, and even a master at the Mid Stage of Innate wouldn't dare face his Baji Fist head-on.

Yet Lin Feng, a Martial Artist so young, had withstood dozens of his strikes completely unscathed. It was simply inconceivable.

But Chen Wu was only stunned for a moment before his eyes began to burn with fervor.

An opponent like this was the only kind that could truly excite him. Only by breaking through his bottleneck in a real battle could he obtain greater power and achieve true advancement.

"Again!"

Chen Wu roared at the sky, his aura instantly skyrocketing.