Chapter 190: Hunting
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Following the continuous loud bangs, Zhang Yue threw punch after punch. He kicked out relentlessly, launching a frenzied assault like a beast hunting its prey!
His fists grew faster and more ruthless. Each punch carried a sharp gust of air that seemed to rip through the atmosphere, possessing astonishing destructive power.
But Lin Feng was, after all, a Martial Artist at the Peak of Mid-Stage Innate. Though poisoned, his cultivation level remained, and he fought back with all his might!
A series of booming sounds echoed as their fists collided repeatedly. Lin Feng staggered backward, while Zhang Yue wore a savage grin.
Seizing the opportunity, he whipped out a vicious roundhouse kick, aiming straight for Lin Feng's neck. If that kick landed, Lin Feng would surely be decapitated.
"Get lost!"
Lin Feng roared, his right hand shooting out to block the kick.
CRACK!
A crisp sound rang out as the kick struck Lin Feng's right wrist, splitting the web of his thumb and drawing blood.
Immediately after, Zhang Yue pulled them closer and threw a punch at Lin Feng's abdomen. He was so fast he was beside Lin Feng in the blink of an eye.
BAM!
Lin Feng hastily blocked with all his strength, but the punch still sent him stumbling back three or four steps. His face flushed red, and a trickle of blood escaped the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Yue pressed his advantage, closing the distance and sweeping out with another roundhouse kick!
"Damn it!"
Lin Feng growled, twisting his body to evade the terrifying kick. As he dodged, he clenched one hand into a fist and drove his elbow into Zhang Yue's side.
BAM!
The elbow strike slammed heavily into Zhang Yue's side, causing him to double over.
A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes as he shot his right foot out, aiming straight for Zhang Yue's chest, intending to cripple him completely.
It all happened in an instant. A look of horror appeared on Zhang Yue's face; if that kick connected, he would surely die. He immediately abandoned his attack and raised his arm to block.
CRACK!
The faint sound of bone fracturing could be heard. Zhang Yue cried out in pain, clutching his arm as he retreated, glaring at Lin Feng with fury.
"Nice!"
Lin Feng couldn't help but cheer. 'I was only testing the waters, trying to force Zhang Yue to let his guard down. Who knew this idiot was so stupid? He actually disregarded his status and got into a brawl with me!'
At the same time, Lin Feng felt a sharp pain in his own right hand, as if his entire arm was about to go numb.
'The power of that punch was shocking. Zhang Yue's strength is truly extraordinary. He actually managed to injure me and nearly crippled my arm.'
"You're courting death!"
Zhang Yue roared. His eyes turned ice-cold, and a thick, murderous aura erupted from his body. The surrounding temperature seemed to drop by several degrees.
His eyes were filled with rage.
'If it weren't for the fact that my swarm of poisonous insects was almost completely wiped out earlier… To think a mere Mid Stage of Innate punk could injure me like this! I'll make him pay no matter what.'
Zhang Yue's eyes turned crimson. His body hunched slightly, like a leopard about to pounce and deliver a fatal blow to Lin Feng!
Seeing this, Lin Feng's expression grew solemn. He could clearly sense that Zhang Yue's aura had suddenly become much sharper.
His eyes flickered slightly. He didn't dare to underestimate his opponent.
WHOOSH!
Zhang Yue's body blurred and he vanished from his spot. His speed was extreme. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Lin Feng, his right hand forming a claw as he swiped viciously.
At some point, his right fingernails had turned jet-black and sharp, gleaming with a metallic luster as if forged from steel. His swipe was so powerful it seemed to tear the very air.
Seeing this, Lin Feng quickly ducked to evade the fatal claw attack.
At the same time, he threw a vicious punch with his other hand. The fist carried the force of a thunderclap, causing the air to explode on impact.
Zhang Yue's eyebrow twitched. With a flick of his right arm, he actually managed to grab Lin Feng's wrist.
Lin Feng's face paled slightly, but his reaction was not slow in the slightest. He raised his left leg high and kicked fiercely at Zhang Yue.
SMACK!
But Zhang Yue was faster. He twisted Lin Feng's wrist, flipping his entire body over.
An expression of pain crossed Lin Feng's face. Zhang Yue drove his right knee hard into Lin Feng's chest, causing him to let out a muffled grunt and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The knee strike left a deep indentation on his chest, and several cracks appeared on his ribs.
Zhang Yue's face was calm as he once again raised his right fist and smashed it toward Lin Feng's face.
But Lin Feng was faster. His body suddenly shot up, and his left fist followed, slamming into Zhang Yue's cheek. His own arm was instantly dislocated, and his body fell to the side.
"AHH!"
Zhang Yue howled in agony. He gritted his teeth, pushed off the ground with his right hand, and forced himself back to his feet.
His gaze was incomparably cold. His figure flickered and bizarrely reappeared behind Lin Feng. He wrapped his arms around Lin Feng's back and gave a powerful shove!
BAM!
Caught off guard, Lin Feng was thrown to the ground. But without any hesitation, he erupted with his full strength, breaking free from his opponent's grasp at incredible speed and getting back to his feet.
"Hehehe, the Cultivation Technique I practice is an evil art! All those so-called righteous techniques of yours are useless against me!"
Zhang Yue cackled sinisterly. As his hands danced, a small amount of poison powder sprinkled from his sleeves, emitting a strange, acridly sweet smell as it hit the ground.
"Die!"
Zhang Yue bellowed as his body blurred into a black shadow and lunged at Lin Feng.
His speed was almost unbelievable, bringing him before Lin Feng in an instant. He thrust his right claw toward Lin Feng's throat. He had to subdue Lin Feng in one move; otherwise, if Lin Feng recovered, he would be in serious trouble.
'His palm is coated in poison powder, already corroded and pitted, and emitting a foul-smelling green smoke. But he's paying it no mind. As long as I can get rid of this pest, even getting injured is worth it!'
BAM!
Just then, a heavy punch slammed into his shoulder.
PFFT!
His body went flying, and he spat out several mouthfuls of blood, his face turning pale.
"Fuck, you sneak-attacked me?"
he cursed resentfully.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed as he sneered, "Heh, a sneak attack? Isn't that something you do too?"
He had just used a sneak attack to get the better of Zhang Yue, which was how he'd gained the upper hand.
Hearing this, Zhang Yue froze. His pupils contracted as a sense of dread washed over him. 'What does Lin Feng mean by that? Could it be... he's planning to trick me?'
Zhang Yue was instantly on high alert, not daring to let his guard down for a moment.
Lin Feng let out a soft laugh. His gaze turned cold, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He abruptly vanished from his spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhang Yue, throwing a punch straight for his forehead!
Zhang Yue's expression changed drastically. He instinctively leaned back, trying to dodge Lin Feng's punch.
But Lin Feng's punch was incredibly fast. In a flash, it grazed the tip of Zhang Yue's nose, tearing off a patch of skin from his face.