Chapter 130: Adjustment
His punch had somehow been defused by Chen Wu. What's more, Chen Wu had managed to regulate his breathing in that brief instant, allowing his body to evade.
Chen Wu was equally astonished. He hadn't expected Lin Feng to be able to dodge his attack, much less counter-attack—especially while he was still recovering his breath. This was simply shocking.
THUD!
Lin Feng's fist struck Chen Wu's flank, but Chen Wu's body twisted away in a bizarre manner, causing the attack to hit nothing but air.
Chen Wu's eyes narrowed as he cursed inwardly. 'What the hell is going on?'
He was sure he'd seen Lin Feng's fist land on his flank. He'd even felt his body get knocked away. Normally, a hit like that would have given Lin Feng the upper hand.
But the exact opposite had happened. He was now completely on the defensive, getting overwhelmed by Lin Feng. A surge of anger rose in Chen Wu, and his attacks grew faster and more frequent as he launched a frenzied assault against Lin Feng.
BANG!
Fists and feet flew, and dull thuds echoed endlessly around them. Every single move carried lethal intent. Although Chen Wu was injured, his combat experience and battle instincts remained sharp.
His attacks were cunning and vicious, and incredibly fast. Every strike aimed for Lin Feng's vital points, each one ruthless and calculated to be a killing blow.
Seeing Chen Wu fighting with such desperation, Lin Feng's expression turned grave. Chen Wu's attacks were sharp, each one suffused with a thick killing intent. It was clear he had been backed into a corner.
Lin Feng's gaze grew even more intense. In a fight of this caliber, the slightest mistake would mean certain death!
He had now completely shed any arrogance he might have felt. He knew they had reached a life-or-death moment where neither could afford to let their guard down for even an instant.
He lunged forward, throwing a punch straight at Chen Wu's chest. A chilling Fist Gang enveloped his fist, and its speed reached an absolute peak. Even Chen Wu, in his current state, would struggle to block such a fierce strike.
CRACK!
Refusing to show any weakness, Chen Wu met the attack head-on. Veins bulged on his fist as he smashed it directly against Lin Feng's.
BOOM!
A muffled boom erupted, and Lin Feng's ferocious blow sent Chen Wu stumbling back seven or eight steps before he could regain his footing.
Lin Feng's gaze on Chen Wu grew heavier. 'I put every ounce of my strength into that punch. If any other Martial Artist at the Early Stage of Innate had taken that hit, they'd be half-dead, if not worse. But this Chen Wu... he actually withstood it.'
"You have a hard fist, but you can only rely on brute force,"
Chen Wu said, his eyes filled with an icy killing intent. He had to kill Lin Feng today, or the consequences would be dire. He was done holding back.
As he moved his fists, they generated powerful gusts of wind, as if an unseen whirlwind was whipping around him. A layer of dirt and dust, kicked up by the force of his punches, swirled around him, forming a protective shroud that raised his defense to a new level.
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow at the sight. 'So Chen Wu is coating his fists with True Essence to increase their hardness and sharpness.'
"Break!"
Chen Wu roared, and his body shot forward like a cannonball. His right fist tore through the air, creating a piercing sonic boom as it flew straight toward Lin Feng.
BAM!
A muffled grunt followed, and Chen Wu's body was thrown back several yards before he managed to land steadily on his feet. He stared at Lin Feng, his mind reeling in shock. 'This kid actually took my punch head-on!'
"You... have you cultivated the Golden Bell Shield from the Buddhist Sect?!"
Chen Wu's eyes went wide. He couldn't believe that Lin Feng could withstand his attack with nothing but his physical body.
Lin Feng didn't say a word, but the expression on his face was a silent admission.
He had indeed practiced defensive Cultivation Techniques like the Golden Bell Shield before. However, due to a lack of resources, he had never perfected them, only reaching the stage of minor mastery. Even so, the toughness of his physical body was still far greater than that of other Martial Artists at his level. After all, his foundation was simply that solid.
"Fine! You want to play dirty? Then don't blame me for being ruthless! You brought this on yourself!"
Chen Wu let out a cold laugh, and his figure vanished. He shot toward Lin Feng like a cannonball.
Lin Feng's eyes flew open. He saw Chen Wu's body become illusory, and suddenly, several afterimages of Chen Wu appeared in front of him.
But Chen Wu's real body was already right beside Lin Feng. It all happened in the blink of an eye.
This single attack from Chen Wu was more powerful than all his previous ones combined. Lin Feng had to give it his all this time, or he would be in real danger.
BAM!
With a dull thud, Chen Wu's body slammed into Lin Feng, and the two of them became locked in a desperate struggle.
Lin Feng's attacks grew increasingly ferocious, his fists lashing out relentlessly. But Chen Wu had gotten smarter; he no longer met Lin Feng head-on. He knew he couldn't afford to let Lin Feng's attacks land, yet his own speed was incredible, allowing him to cleverly evade every time Lin Feng struck.
Chen Wu was fast, but Lin Feng's attacks were just as swift. Their strikes constantly wove together, and for a moment, they were evenly matched.
SWISH!
With a crisp sound, Lin Feng landed a knife-hand strike on Chen Wu's shoulder. Blood spurted instantly. Chen Wu grunted in pain and hastily retreated, putting distance between himself and Lin Feng.
'Lin Feng's speed is frightening! I can't catch up to him at all.' Chen Wu had already used every last ounce of his strength, but Lin Feng always maintained a safe distance of five or six meters, which infuriated him.
Chen Wu's gaze swept into the distance. He spotted a clearing—likely the only open space in this barren wilderness.
Chen Wu took a deep breath, veins bulging on his arms. He was ready to risk it all. 'This Lin Feng is a tough one. If this drags on, I'll be the one to lose. I have to bet everything on this last shot.'
Lin Feng watched Chen Wu warily. He knew Chen Wu must be planning some new trick and was ready to strike at a moment's notice to finish him off.
Chen Wu slowly raised his arms, murmuring, "King Fist!"
Before the words had even left his mouth, his body dissolved into an afterimage and vanished. A dazzling purple light flared around his fist, looking as if it would tear through space itself as it shot straight for Lin Feng's face.
BOOM!
Just as Chen Wu's fist was about to connect, Lin Feng's figure suddenly vanished!