The Capital's Dragon Doctor

Lin Feng had never encountered an expert like Zhou Hu. A single careless mistake, and he could suffer an unexpected and humiliating defeat. This was an opportunity he absolutely could not afford to miss. He had to seize this chance to deal Zhou Hu a crippling blow.

"I admit you're strong, but wanting to kill me is just wishful thinking. Since you won't submit, then die!"

Zhou Hu spoke slowly, his eyes fixed on Lin Feng. The corners of his mouth curled into a cruel smile as he shook his slightly numb fist.

He had made up his mind. He had to finish Lin Feng as quickly as possible, because his patience was gradually running out.

Even though the area was remote, it wasn't completely safe. He needed to end this fight quickly, so he decided to strike first. In a flash, he appeared right in front of Lin Feng.

He brought his palm crashing down toward Lin Feng's head. The strike carried immense power, as if an entire mountain were bearing down on him!

Sensing the piercingly dangerous aura, Lin Feng refused to be outdone. He took a sudden step forward, Inner Strength erupting from his palms as he threw two direct punches.

"BANG!"

"ARGH!"

After the two muffled thuds, both men staggered back. Zhou Hu retreated eight steps, whereas Lin Feng only retreated three.

However, his arms were trembling. The result shocked him. He truly hadn't expected Zhou Hu to be even stronger than he'd anticipated.

Zhou Hu looked up at Lin Feng, his expression laced with surprise. He hadn't expected Lin Feng to be able to block his attack. Lin Feng's arms were still throbbing with a dull ache.

'This kid wasn't even injured by the impact? And he was able to counter a martial technique I unleashed with my full strength?'

'After all, the gap in strength between the two of them was supposed to be huge.'

'Logically, a Cultivator like Lin Feng should have had his meridians shattered after taking a single blow from me. But he's completely unharmed. This is truly unexpected.'

Lin Feng's gaze on Zhou Hu was ice-cold. He now saw Zhou Hu as someone he absolutely had to kill. He no longer had any reservations.

'If I'm going to fight for my life, I have to go for the kill. The only way to end this battle is to eliminate Zhou Hu!'

Besides, although their battle had lasted less than five minutes, it was creating a huge commotion. If other Ancient Martial Artists who had come to Wo Hu Mountain heard them, it would inevitably lead to trouble.

Meanwhile, Zhou Hu was seething with rage. How could he possibly swallow this indignity? To be pushed this far by Lin Feng was an utter humiliation. No matter the cost, he would kill Lin Feng today!

"BOOM!"

A few more massive booms echoed as the entire ground shook violently. Lin Feng and Zhou Hu were once again locked in a fierce battle.

The two traded blows in a furious exchange. But the longer Zhou Hu fought, the more shocked he became. He had originally sworn that he would take Lin Feng down.

But he never imagined that Lin Feng was not only incredibly powerful, but his physical resilience was also far beyond that of an ordinary person. 'Otherwise, there's no way he could have lasted this long.'

Lin Feng, on the other hand, was growing impatient. Zhou Hu was now completely blinded by rage. A man like that had lost all reason, fighting only with brute force and reckless courage. There was no room for clever tactics.

"BANG!"

Just as Zhou Hu launched another ferocious attack, Lin Feng suddenly closed the distance. His massive, iron-like fist shot toward Zhou Hu with the force of a thunderbolt.

Seeing Lin Feng's swift punch, Zhou Hu actually chose to dodge. But Lin Feng was faster, sticking close to his side as the edge of his fist grazed past Zhou Hu's chest.

Without pausing, Lin Feng followed up with a flying kick that sent Zhou Hu sliding sideways for several yards. He immediately pressed on with an elbow strike, but Zhou Hu's movements were faster. He managed to dodge it, twisting in mid-air and lunging back at Lin Feng.

Zhou Hu's eyes were now crimson. The joints all over his body cracked and popped. His terrifying muscles bulged, and veins stood out on his skin like writhing worms, displaying his current fury.

"BANG!"

A dense flurry of muffled thuds echoed through the forest. Lin Feng moved like a phantom, weaving between the trees. Every clash of their blows was accompanied by a tremendous sound.

The two fought fiercely back and forth. Lin Feng's fists whistled through the air, while Zhou Hu's kicks lashed out like steel whips.

"BANG!"

Zhou Hu threw out a palm strike, smacking it directly onto Lin Feng's chest. Lin Feng let out a muffled grunt and was sent flying backward. The force of Zhou Hu's blow had knocked him back more than ten meters.

Lin Feng stabilized his stance, but a bright red Palm Seal had appeared on his right shoulder, a sight that looked incredibly painful.

"Tch. This is getting troublesome."

Feeling the numbness in his shoulder, Lin Feng didn't hesitate for a moment and tapped several acupoints on it.

As a gentle wave of energy flowed in, the soreness in his shoulder immediately eased.

"Kid, what kind of technique was that?!"

Zhou Hu shouted in horror as he stared at Lin Feng. His last palm strike was powerful enough to shatter stone, and even a Martial Artist with a body of bronze and bones of iron would have been reduced to a bloody pulp by it.

And yet his strike, powerful enough to cleave mountains and shatter stone, had seemingly done little more than cause Lin Feng some minor stinging pain.

'An attack like that would have left an ordinary Martial Artist critically injured and on the verge of death! Even if they survived, they'd be lucky to get away with just losing a layer of skin. But Lin Feng... he doesn't look any different. It's like he's not even hurt!'

"Which sect are you from?"

Zhou Hu demanded coldly. This situation was beyond his imagination, because this level of strength was something a Martial Artist from the secular world could never possess.

'This proves it. Lin Feng must be a Cultivator from some hidden sect! And to have the power to challenge those in higher realms, not to mention reaching the Mid Stage of Innate at his age... the sect backing him must be extraordinary!'

Lin Feng gave Zhou Hu an indifferent glance and didn't answer. He had already resolved to kill him, so he couldn't be bothered with words. An enemy like this could not be left alive!

"You're courting death!"

Seeing that Lin Feng not only didn't respond but instead gave him a cold look, Zhou Hu flew into an even greater rage born of shame and anger. 'The kid dares to look down on me! This is intolerable!'

The Inner Strength in his body began to circulate frantically. In an instant, his shirt shattered. One of his arms swelled, instantly becoming thicker and more muscular, and his face flushed a deep red.

His savage expression made him look like a wild beast. He was now preparing to use a Secret Technique to enhance his power.

"Go to hell!"

Zhou Hu roared, veins bulging on his enormous fist. With terrifying power, he viciously smashed it toward Lin Feng.