The Capital's Dragon Doctor

The surrounding temperature even seemed to skyrocket, and a faint but furious, oppressive force radiated outward, causing Lin Feng's expression to tighten.

"Baji Fist! Wall Lean!"

He roared, instantly closing the distance to Lin Feng's side and bringing his arms around in a circle.

An immense propulsive force immediately enveloped Lin Feng.

The power behind this strike was immense. A direct hit would have inflicted considerable damage, even with the defensive and counter-attacking skills Lin Feng had just displayed.

But Lin Feng let out a cold snort. He planted his feet, bent his knees, and sank into a perfect horse stance. Then, drawing power from his waist, he tensed his entire body like a drawn bowstring.

He had long since mastered the principles of Chen Wu's Wall Lean. By taking this stance, he knew he could withstand the blow.

This was a recent realization for Lin Feng. Previously, Chen Wu had never engaged him in close-quarters combat, and his attacks had been too fast for Lin Feng to find an opening.

"BANG!"

Their shoulders collided, and Chen Wu's expression changed drastically.

"THUMP, THUMP, THUMP…"

Chen Wu was forced back three steps, the vital energy and blood churning violently within him; he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He looked up at Lin Feng in horror, his eyes filled with utter shock.

'Lin Feng actually blocked it?'

"Haha! Is that all you've got, Chen Wu?"

Lin Feng grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

Chen Wu's face turned ashen. A grand Martial Artist at the Mid Stage of Innate like himself had actually lost to some twenty-year-old upstart.

'Humiliating!'

The sheer humiliation made him fly into a rage.

He gritted his teeth and glared at Lin Feng. "I'll kill you today, no matter the cost!"

Lin Feng's expression darkened. Chen Wu's resolve was absolute.

"BOOM!"

He clenched his fists, and his aura surged like a boiling sea. His muscles swelled, shredding his clothes to pieces. His skin took on a pale, yellowish hue, and the veins beneath it pulsed visibly, as if he were about to undergo some kind of transformation.

"Baji Fist, Inch Force!"

Chen Wu let out a low roar and his body erupted with power. He pounced toward Lin Feng like a cheetah, his movements impossibly fast. He threw a punch that generated a terrifying gale as it flew.

As it neared Lin Feng, the fist suddenly accelerated in mid-air, tearing through space like a bolt of lightning to arrive before Lin Feng's face in an instant.

"BANG!"

Lin Feng struck out to meet him. The muscles on his arm bulged as a surging aura erupted from him. At the same time, his fist collided viciously with Chen Wu's.

A sickening thud echoed from the point of impact, and a violent shockwave erupted outward.

Chen Wu's expression contorted as he staggered backward. Each step he took gouged a deep trench in the ground. He had clearly lost the exchange of power!

"PFFT!"

A stream of blood sprayed from Chen Wu's mouth, but he paid no mind to his injuries. Instead, his eyes bloodshot with fury, he charged forward again.

Chen Wu's Fist Technique was tyrannical and vicious. He unleashed a flurry of kicks and punches, each one managing to leave a bloody scratch on Lin Feng's body.

But Lin Feng was well aware of their respective strengths. He immediately employed an evasive Body Technique, using his superior speed to dodge. He prioritized avoiding Chen Wu's attacks over launching his own, causing every one of his opponent's strikes to miss.

"BAM!"

Lin Feng suddenly launched himself into the air with a flying kick aimed straight at Chen Wu's head.

'Not good!'

Chen Wu's expression changed, and he hurriedly raised his arms to block.

But the power behind Lin Feng's kick was terrifying. Chen Wu only managed to block for an instant before he was sent stumbling back three or four steps, his body swaying. He nearly collapsed to the ground, a pained expression on his face.

"Baji Fist! Crouching Tiger, Coiling Dragon!"

Chen Wu planted his feet, roared, and suddenly launched an attack.

He drove a fierce knee strike straight at Lin Feng's chest. This time, Chen Wu had channeled all of his strength, vowing to send Lin Feng flying!

But just then, a cold smirk played on Lin Feng's lips. With a hard stomp of one foot, he shot forward like a cannonball, his speed so extreme that he appeared before Chen Wu in the blink of an eye.

"Tiger Fist!"

Lin Feng leaped into the air and brought his fists together, intending to meet the knee strike head-on!

Even in an ordinary fight, everyone knows it's better to take ten punches than a single elbow or knee!

But now, Lin Feng had abandoned his evasive style to meet the attack head-on. It looked like he was going to take the knee strike with his bare chest!

'Is he a maniac?!'

A look of horror flashed in Chen Wu's eyes.

But he had no time for second thoughts. He put more force into his legs and drove his knee forward.

His speed was incredible, nearly reaching the sound barrier!

Yet, as fast as he was, Lin Feng was just as fast. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Chen Wu.

He suddenly swung his right fist, which descended with the force of a thunderbolt, aimed straight for Chen Wu's throat.

The punch was unbelievably fast and immensely powerful. It whistled through the air, a testament to its extraordinary might.

Chen Wu's eyes narrowed. He knew he was too late to dodge.

So he abandoned his attack, pulling back the knee aimed at Lin Feng's chest. Giving up on the idea of trading an injury for an injury, he roared and threw a punch of his own to meet Lin Feng's.

The two fists collided in mid-air, emitting a piercing crack as invisible shockwaves swept out in all directions.

The very ground beneath their feet couldn't withstand the colossal force, and patches of turf were ripped up by the gale generated from their attacks.

"BOOM!"

Both men retracted their fists simultaneously. Lin Feng retreated five or six steps, each footfall leaving a shallow crater in the ground.

Chen Wu, however, was forced back seven or eight steps. Each landing churned the earth, and a bruise even formed on the sole of his foot.

"STOMP, STOMP, STOMP!"

After stumbling back a full ten steps, Chen Wu finally managed to steady himself.

He had been repelled by Lin Feng once again.

Chen Wu's face was filled with astonishment. He simply couldn't comprehend how a mere youth in his twenties could possess such formidable combat prowess.

"You're pretty strong," Lin Feng said, walking slowly forward. A roguish smile remained on his lips, but his eyes grew colder. "But unfortunately for you, you're nowhere near my level."

"Heh, so what? You really think you can beat me?"

Chen Wu caught his breath and narrowed his eyes at Lin Feng, his tone still dripping with contempt.

"Is that so?"

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, a look of playful derision on his face. With a sharp cry, his figure blurred and vanished, reappearing instantly in front of Chen Wu.

He reached out, his hand forming a claw before tightening into a fist.