Chapter 149: Dodging
Lin Feng flung a short dagger, its blade gleaming coldly as it flew straight for Wang Jing's throat.
WHOOSH!
Wang Jing was startled, but his reaction was incredibly fast. He shifted sideways several yards, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. But just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a powerful rush of air from behind and spun around.
The moment he turned, something shot toward him like a cannonball. He never expected an attack from Lin Feng at such a long range. Caught off guard, he could only hastily cross his palms to shield himself.
THUD!
With a dull thud, a black iron block slammed heavily into Wang Jing's crossed arms, sending him flying.
CRASH!
With another dull thud, Wang Jing's body crashed hard onto the floor. Intense pain shot through him, but his reflexes were lightning-fast. He gritted his teeth and circulated his Inner Strength, dispelling most of the paralyzing numbness in his body.
WHAM!
Lin Feng blurred, appearing before Wang Jing in an instant. He bent his legs, raised a knee high, and brought it crashing down on Wang Jing's head. Wang Jing desperately threw himself backward, lying flat on the floor to evade the thunderous strike.
BAM!
Wang Jing threw up his arms and managed to block Lin Feng's knee strike. An immense force then slammed into Lin Feng, who was sent flying backward.
THUMP!
He spun several times in mid-air before regaining his footing, but the force of Wang Jing's counterattack still made him spit out a mouthful of blood.
Lin Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He was genuinely injured now. That last exchange had been incredibly perilous.
But Wang Jing wasn't faring well either. His arms were still trembling; the last blow had nearly crippled them. He hadn't expected Lin Feng to still have the strength to attack him.
'Damn it! How can this kid still have so much stamina and Inner Strength left?!'
Wang Jing cursed inwardly. He truly hadn't expected Lin Feng to be capable of such an explosive burst of power.
BAM!
Just then, Lin Feng charged forward again, sending a palm strike toward Wang Jing. He was done playing cat and mouse; it was a waste of time.
THWACK!
A dull thud echoed as their palms met squarely. The real fight had now officially begun.
Wang Jing looked at Lin Feng with a savage grin. He was utterly infuriated now. With a flick of his wrist, a metallic glint flashed, and a ferocious-looking steel claw materialized over his hand.
"You've forced my hand, kid. You're not leaving here alive today!"
Wang Jing's expression was grim. He was getting serious now. He would use his full strength. This time, he had to kill this damned little bastard right here, or the hatred in his heart would never subside.
Lin Feng, however, just smiled faintly. This was all within his expectations. For Wang Jing to dare set an ambush here, he must have been certain of victory.
Just as he expected, Wang Jing shot Lin Feng a cold glare and thrust out with the steel claw. It left a trail of afterimages as it shot directly for Lin Feng's throat.
SLASH!
Lin Feng frowned slightly and shot backward. He threw out a palm chop and, at the same time, leaped into the air, launching a fierce punch at Wang Jing's chest.
BAM!
Even though Wang Jing was prepared this time, he was still sent flying by the palm strike.
The power of that single palm strike was terrifying. Wang Jing was aghast. 'How can this kid have such a powerful attack? He knocked me back with one palm!'
WHOOSH!
Lin Feng pressed his advantage, dashing forward. With a flick of his hand, the dagger shot out, aiming straight for Wang Jing's throat. But Wang Jing was already prepared, dodging the dagger's attack with a simple sidestep.
"Heh. Kid, you really think a mere Yellow-rank weapon makes you my match?!"
Wang Jing sneered. The previous situation had indeed caught him off guard. Lin Feng's attacks were vicious, and his dagger was particularly unpredictable, which had made him wary.
'But now that I've drawn my own weapon, none of that matters!'
Lin Feng said nothing, only shaking his head slightly. He reached out, caught the short dagger, and instantly charged at Wang Jing.
"Still not giving up!"
Wang Jing's figure instantly accelerated. He met the charge, brandishing his steel claws. He knew Lin Feng was strong, but now he had his ace in the hole!
Lin Feng snorted coldly. His body paused for a fraction of a second, then his dagger shot out, aiming straight for Wang Jing's neck. Not to be outdone, Wang Jing flexed his arms and swept horizontally with both claws.
CLANG!
A sharp clang of metal on metal rang out. Lin Feng stumbled back several steps, while Wang Jing stood his ground, motionless. In that exchange, Lin Feng had clearly fallen behind.
BOOM!
Lin Feng threw a palm strike that met Wang Jing head-on. Wang Jing was sent flying backward, but the immense recoil was so great that Lin Feng's feet sank slightly into the ground as he fought to stay upright.
"Kid, you've got some strange power. I've never seen anyone with that much raw strength."
Wang Jing narrowed his eyes, studying Lin Feng. His curiosity was growing. Lin Feng's performance was far beyond his expectations.
"You're not bad either!"
Lin Feng sneered back, his body erupting into motion. He launched a sweeping whip kick, the air whistling and seeming to shriek from the force of the blow.
The powerful leg left a frenzied afterimage, streaking toward Wang Jing's head like a bolt of lightning.
Wang Jing snorted and sidestepped, dodging the kick, but its power was immense. The blow still caught him on the shoulder, sending him flying.
THUD!
Wang Jing collapsed to the ground, blood trickling from his mouth. He looked astonished. The force behind that kick had been terrifying—enough to make him spit blood.
"Who the hell are you? How can someone like you exist in the secular world!"
Wang Jing demanded, staring at Lin Feng. He simply couldn't comprehend it. How could someone as young as Lin Feng push him this far?!
Even among the young disciples of his hidden sect, few could accomplish such a feat!
"It doesn't matter who I am. You aren't escaping today. Since you've come, you can stay here permanently."
Lin Feng said calmly, looking down at the fallen Wang Jing. His voice was so placid it was chilling.
"Haha."