Chapter 195: Evenly Matched
The punch shot straight toward the old man's head.
At that moment, Lin Feng unleashed his full power.
The old man's pupils constricted, and his face turned grim. Not daring to be careless, his hands moved in a swift blur, leaving a series of afterimages as he fiercely met the attack.
"BAM."
The two figures met in mid-air, and Lin Feng was sent flying backward.
The old man was also knocked back, flying several dozen feet before he managed to stop.
His expression was grim. 'How can this kid possess such incredible strength?!'
He was stunned. 'I'm a dignified expert at the Late Stage of Innate, yet I'm fighting on equal footing with a Mid Stage of Innate Martial Artist?!'
"I'll see how long you can last."
The old man roared. As his Inner Strength circulated, his bones crackled and popped, his skin turned crimson, and his blood felt like it was boiling.
"I won't need long to kill you."
Lin Feng steadied himself, his fists clenching with a CRACK.
Although the previous exchange hadn't injured him, it had drained some of his stamina. But he wasn't flustered. On the contrary, the longer he fought, the more fired up he became.
"Hahaha, you're the one who said that!"
The old man threw his head back and cackled, the swing of his arms causing the surrounding leaves to RUSTLE.
"Kid, you will pay a heavy price for this."
The old man let out a low growl and took a sudden step forward. His joints let out a CREAK as his aura surged.
'Careful,' Lin Feng thought, his eyes narrowing as he watched the old man. His expression turned solemn. 'Is this… a martial technique?'
'This martial technique is incredibly powerful, its might is astonishing.'
WHOOSH!
The old man vanished. In the next instant, he was lunging straight for Lin Feng.
The old man looked to be over seventy, but right now he swept in like a whirlwind. He carried an overwhelming might, as if he were the only being in existence and all other life was merely his backdrop.
"BOOM!"
Lin Feng met him with a punch. Their fists collided midway, and a violent burst of force erupted from the impact.
This time, the old man didn't retreat an inch, standing ramrod straight. Lin Feng, however, stumbled back several meters.
"Die, kid!" the old man snarled, lunging forward to kill once more.
The old man's arms moved like a flood dragon emerging from the sea. He threw both fists at once, making the air HOWL. A terrifying barrage of Fist Seals blotted out the sky as they swarmed in, surrounding Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's figure flickered between the Fist Seals as he dodged, searching for an opening. The moment he found one, he would deliver a fatal blow.
"BAM."
Lin Feng swept his arms out, each punch ferocious as he directly met the old man's assault.
The old man's brow twitched. 'This guy can actually block my assault? This is completely beyond my expectations.'
'If I keep attacking like this, I'll definitely be at a disadvantage. After all, Lin Feng's techniques are too refined. It won't be easy to kill him.'
'But if I pull back, I'm afraid he'll break through my encirclement and escape.'
The old man's brow furrowed tightly. He stared at Lin Feng, his gaze growing increasingly grim. Finally, he gave a cold snort.
"Let's see how much longer you can last."
His body blurred, and he vanished. When he reappeared, he was somehow behind Lin Feng. He swung his arms for balance and aimed a whip-like kick at Lin Feng's spine.
'So fast!'
Lin Feng's pupils contracted. He had been on guard against a sneak attack, so the moment the old man moved, Lin Feng's body twisted sharply, narrowly dodging the blow.
The old man's attack missed. A cold smile appeared on his face as he chopped a hand toward Lin Feng's chest. The Palm Blade was viciously sharp and contained terrifying power.
Lin Feng blocked with both arms but was still sent flying.
"Hmph."
The old man sneered, raising his right knee high like a spear and thrusting it toward Lin Feng.
Lin Feng gritted his teeth and wrapped his arms around his head in a defensive posture. 'I can't dodge this. I'm caught in his attack rhythm.'
'If I want to fight back, I have to endure this first. It's the only way to find a chance to counterattack!'
"THUD!"
With a dull thud, Lin Feng's guard nearly broke, but he managed to withstand the old man's strike.
"Die!" the old man snarled, lashing out with his other leg.
Without a hint of panic, Lin Feng took a step back, twisted his body, and slammed himself directly into the old man!
'My chance is here!'
"BAM!"
It was a heavy blow. Lin Feng's perfectly executed Iron Mountain Lean struck the opening on the old man's chest. The old man was sent flying, landing a full five meters away before he could regain his footing.
The old man's face was a mask of humiliation. He glared hatefully at Lin Feng, his once-steady breathing now ragged and uneven.
'This was proof that Lin Feng had injured him. I know I've lost this exchange of techniques… lost to Lin Feng, a little brat younger than my own grandson.'
"Heh."
Lin Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Now," he said coolly, "it's my turn to kill you."
His legs bent slightly, coiling with power, ready to unleash a thunderous strike at any moment.
"You're too arrogant, kid! Do you really think I'm some kind of pushover?"
The old man flew into a rage. He charged forward, a thick killing intent erupting from his body.
'I'm done wasting time with Lin Feng. I'll use my ultimate technique.'
"Soul-Shattering Claw!"
The old man roared as he thrust out a withered hand. His fingernails were incredibly sharp, glinting coldly as they clawed for Lin Feng's head like an eagle's talon, intent on crushing his skull.
"Bring it on."
Lin Feng's eyes blazed with fighting spirit. 'Now that I have the advantage, there's no way I'm letting it go.'
His legs tensed, and he shot forward like a pouncing cheetah, throwing a punch!
"POW!"
His fist collided with the old man's palm with a deafening crash. A massive force traveled up his arm, causing him to slip and stumble back three or four steps before he could regain his balance.
His fist was already bruised, and a dull, aching numbness spread from the point of impact.
But the old man was in a much worse state. He staggered backward, nearly falling to the ground.
"COUGH, COUGH."
He couldn't help but cough a few times to settle the turbulent energy roiling inside him. He glared at Lin Feng with a venomous hatred. 'I can't believe he actually managed to injure me.'
"Do you think you've won? Let me tell you, I haven't lost yet!"
He took a deep breath, adjusting his condition. Slowly, he raised his head, a crazed light flashing in his eyes.
A cautious look appeared in Lin Feng's eyes. He sensed danger. 'I have to take this seriously now.'
"Old man, you're certainly strong," Lin Feng's tone was calm, yet it carried an arrogance that seemed to look down upon the very heavens, "but you're no match for me."
"You…"
The old man froze, then cursed, "You think you can kill me just because you wounded me? You're far too naive!"
"In that case, let's see what other trump cards you have left to play."