Chapter 191: Crisis
BANG!
His ears rang. Lin Feng's fist had struck Zhang Yue's temple.
Zhang Yue's head swam, and he saw stars. He couldn't control his body at all and crashed to the ground.
Zhang Yue's heart pounded. 'I've never met an opponent like this before,' he thought. 'I have to go all out in this fight, because I can feel the danger!'
Lin Feng sneered and took a step forward. In an instant, his figure appeared before Zhang Yue. He kicked out, his right leg a blurry afterimage.
THUD!
The kick landed on Zhang Yue's abdomen, sending him flying backward. It felt as if his internal organs had been rearranged as a tearing pain shot through his entire body.
He barely managed to steady himself, feeling a mouthful of stagnant blood stuck in his chest. He wanted to vomit but couldn't, only managing to dry-heave.
Lin Feng sneered again and charged forward, lashing out with another kick. This one struck Zhang Yue directly on the neck.
Zhang Yue's body flew into the air before crashing heavily to the ground. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and he was gasping for air.
His eyes were filled with madness and hatred. He stared death at Lin Feng and roared hoarsely, "I'll kill you!"
He leaped up, his right fist smashing toward Lin Feng's forehead.
But Lin Feng was prepared. He squatted slightly to evade the attack, then swept out with a whip kick aimed straight for Zhang Yue's waist. If this kick landed, it would have cost Zhang Yue half his life!
Seeing this, Zhang Yue's heart sank. He threw his left arm up to block his waist.
CRACK!
Lin Feng's whip kick landed solidly on Zhang Yue's left arm.
Zhang Yue let out a bloodcurdling scream. His arm twisted instantly and dislocated. The immense force made his entire left arm go numb, impossible to lift. The intense pain caused veins to bulge on his forehead as cold sweat trickled down his cheeks.
"AHH!"
Zhang Yue's miserable cry echoed.
Hearing this, a pleased expression appeared on Lin Feng's face. He looked at Zhang Yue and said, "How about that? Feels pretty good, doesn't it?"
Zhang Yue gritted his teeth. His right hand reached into his robe, pulled out a pill, and swallowed it. A moment later, his breathing gradually stabilized, and he slowly raised his left arm.
"Hahaha, didn't expect that, did you? You little bastard! Let me tell you, in the face of absolute power, your petty tricks are nothing! Now die!"
Zhang Yue roared, his body suddenly accelerating as he charged at Lin Feng.
"Heh, a good-for-nothing who only knows how to pop pills. You really think you're somebody, huh?"
Lin Feng gave a cold smile. His figure flashed, dodging Zhang Yue's attack, and he threw out a slap.
SLAP!
The slap landed on the side of Zhang Yue's face, which immediately swelled up like a pig's head.
"ARGH!"
Zhang Yue roared and threw a punch. Lin Feng snorted coldly and retreated, dodging the blow.
Zhang Yue threw another punch. Not to be outdone, Lin Feng met him head-on. The two exchanged three or four blows in an instant, each collision creating a loud impact.
The more Zhang Yue fought, the bolder he became. He completely abandoned all defense, leaving only a frenzied offense.
Although Lin Feng's agility was far beyond that of an ordinary person, his raw strength was lacking. In a direct contest of physical power, he was clearly at a slight disadvantage against Zhang Yue.
However, he nimbly dodged attacks, occasionally mixing in kicks to assail Zhang Yue. It could be said that every part of his body had been turned into a lethal weapon!
"Bastard! You want to kill me? Dream on!"
By now, Zhang Yue's eyes were completely bloodshot. His face was swollen like a pig's head, but his savage expression made him look like a demon!
He knew he was done for today, but if they wanted him dead, it wouldn't be that easy!
Lin Feng's expression was ice-cold. He stared intently at Zhang Yue. Suddenly, the viciousness in his eyes intensified, and he shot forward, closing the distance to Zhang Yue.
BOOM!
With a dull thud, Lin Feng's fist slammed into Zhang Yue's stomach.
PTAH!
Zhang Yue's body instantly doubled over like a shrimp, and a mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth.
"Haha!"
But Zhang Yue had no intention of stopping his resistance. He began to laugh maniacally, as if he had lost his mind. His eyes were filled with venomous hatred and madness.
"Kid, I'll haunt you even as a ghost! Even if I die, I'm dragging you down with me!"
Zhang Yue's hands clamped around Lin Feng's ankle. He used all his strength to drag Lin Feng backward while his other hand shot toward Lin Feng's neck to crush it.
He had gone mad, disregarding his own safety in his bid to kill Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's expression grew solemn. He had underestimated Zhang Yue's ruthlessness. If an ordinary person were caught by the neck like this, it would be a certain death.
But his reaction was swift. The instant before Zhang Yue's hand could close around his neck, Lin Feng slapped his own palm against Zhang Yue's chest. Using the recoil, he shot backward and away.
Zhang Yue's palm was only inches from Lin Feng, but it was blocked by Lin Feng's hand.
"Relying on external items to boost your power... so much for your Late Stage of Innate."
Speaking indifferently, Lin Feng lunged forward again, this time taking the offensive.
A mad glint shone in Zhang Yue's eyes. He threw a punch, but it was blocked by Lin Feng's left hand.
Then, he kicked out with his right foot. The kick, carrying a fierce wind, shot toward Zhang Yue's groin.
Zhang Yue's expression was grim as he retreated while fending off Lin Feng's assault.
Lin Feng sneered and said, "You think you can escape? Dream on. Just lie down and accept your death!"
He abruptly threw a punch, slamming it viciously into Zhang Yue's chest. The power of this punch was astounding. Zhang Yue stumbled back several steps, blood trickling from his mouth, but there was not a trace of fear in his eyes.
Instead, they were filled with madness!
'Hmm? It looks like he's taken too many pills. His mind's a bit damaged.'
Noticing this, Lin Feng frowned slightly. He didn't dare to be careless, circulating his Inner Strength to defend his vital points in case his opponent had a final, desperate burst of power that could injure him.
Zhang Yue charged forward madly again. He had descended into a frenzy, determined to kill anyone who stood in his way!
Lin Feng's eyes were icy. He jabbed a finger toward Zhang Yue's shoulder, intending to cripple one of his arms and neutralize him as a threat.
But something unexpected happened.
Just as his finger was about to strike Zhang Yue's shoulder, Zhang Yue abruptly shifted the path of his own fist, aiming it at Lin Feng's finger.
'Just as I thought. Nothing but combat instinct remains!'
A mocking look appeared on Lin Feng's face. He stepped back, easily dodging Zhang Yue's punch.
THUD!
Zhang Yue's punch missed and slammed into the ground, causing it to crack.
A crazed light shone in Zhang Yue's eyes as he charged at Lin Feng once more. He had completely lost his mind now, his gaze filled with bloodlust. He wanted revenge—revenge at any cost.