Chapter 208: Showing No Weakness
Lin Feng swung both fists, the wind from his punches immense and his aura astonishing. The burly man, showing no weakness, charged forward as well, and the two clashed once more.
"THUD!"
A muffled thud vibrated through the air as the two men collided head-on, neither giving an inch.
"THWACK!"
Lin Feng landed a punch on the man's stomach, while the man kicked out at Lin Feng's chest.
"COUGH COUGH!"
Both men stumbled back several steps, but in the next second, they charged at each other again, their fists colliding once more.
"BAM!"
Lin Feng viciously slammed a fist into the burly man's nose, knocking him to the ground.
Lin Feng then charged forward again, landing another heavy punch on the man's chest.
Blood trickled from the corner of the man's mouth, but he glared stubbornly at Lin Feng.
This style of fighting was simple, crude, and even cruel.
It was their most primal and barbaric method, but also the most effective, because it was the simplest and most direct form of attack!
The burly man's eyes filled with despair. He never imagined he would fall at the hands of a new recruit.
But this was no time for him to overthink things.
He could clearly feel Lin Feng's killing intent.
If he didn't fight back with all his might now, he would be in real danger.
The man got to his feet again. His hands began to move violently, blurring into a dense web of afterimages that completely sealed off all of Lin Feng's attack routes.
"WHAM!"
Lin Feng parried the man's arm with an elbow strike and seized the opportunity to unleash a vicious whip kick.
"CRACK!"
The sound of cracking bone echoed. A hairline fracture appeared on the man's rib. This was only because his strength was slightly greater than Lin Feng's.
After all, Lin Feng's elbow strike had the power to pierce steel.
The man's face contorted in agony, but the madness in his eyes only intensified, making Lin Feng's heart skip a beat.
He then saw the man actually spit a sharp little blade from his mouth, which shot straight toward him.
"SWOOSH!"
The small blade cut through the air with a whistling sound, letting out a series of ear-piercing shrieks. In the blink of an eye, it was at Lin Feng's neck.
The sudden attack made Lin Feng's pupils contract, but he wasn't about to just stand there and die.
His body spun abruptly. The razor-sharp blade scraped past his neck, leaving a thin, long gash.
Even so, Lin Feng felt a burning sting where the blade had grazed his skin.
"THUMP!"
The dagger embedded itself in the floor.
"Spitting blades? Not a bad hidden weapon technique."
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. A look of surprise flickered in the burly man's eyes as well.
This was a move he was extremely proud of. Countless Ancient Martial Artists had died from this very sneak attack.
But today, at such a close distance, Lin Feng had managed to dodge it by a hair's breadth?
'What terrifying reaction speed!'
Just then, with a flick of his wrist, a short sword appeared in the man's hand, and he lunged forward.
"You think you're the only one with a weapon?"
With a sneer, Lin Feng flung off the bearskin tied around him. With a turn of his wrist, a low-grade Yellow-rank short sword appeared in his hand, glinting with a chilling light!
"CLANG!"
The two short swords collided violently, sending sparks flying.
But the burly man's face instantly turned deathly pale. He could feel the immense force transmitted from Lin Feng's short sword.
He was forced back five or six steps in a row.
But he didn't stop his assault. Instead, he charged forward even more ferociously, but it was useless. He was completely suppressed by Lin Feng.
At this moment, Lin Feng's gaze was incredibly sharp. His short sword danced, each strike carving a deep, bloody gash across the man's chest, spilling fresh blood.
'How in the world is this kid doing this!?'
'And his weapon is Yellow-rank?!'
'How could a secular Ancient Martial Artist possibly have a weapon like that!'
'Could it be this kid is also from one of the hidden sects?'
'No, that can't be right. To have this much strength at his age… if he were really from a hidden sect, how could he not have attendants? Who is this kid?'
'Where did this guy come from? He's so ferocious. This is insane!'
'Holy shit, this guy's a monster!'
…
The crowd watched Lin Feng, utterly horrified, as if they were seeing a ghost.
"Kid, you're unbelievably arrogant!"
Suppressed by Lin Feng in just a few moves, the man's face flushed and paled. Although he hadn't sustained much damage, he felt as though his dignity had been trampled into the mud.
"Heh, so what if I'm arrogant? If you don't like it, what are you gonna do about it?"
Lin Feng said with contempt.
"Kid, don't think I can't do anything to you! Let me tell you, I am the first disciple of the Ancient Martial Master! If you dare to touch me, be prepared to face the Ancient Martial Master's wrath!"
The burly man roared.
An Ancient Martial Master!
Lin Feng's eyebrow twitched upon hearing this. 'What kind of bullshit Ancient Martial Master? I've never heard of a Martial Artist using the words 'Ancient Martial Arts' as their title. He's probably just some charlatan with a bit of strength.'
"Did you hear me, kid? Get on your knees and beg for mercy! Otherwise, my master and Young Master Chen's family will make sure you face the consequences!"
Seeing Lin Feng frown, the burly man sneered.
"Hmph!"
But Lin Feng just snorted coldly and said with disdain, "I don't care who your master is. Even if he were here today, I'd still slaughter you!"
"You're courting death!"
The man flew into a rage. He threw all caution to the wind, his aura erupting in an instant. Then, his body actually began to grow taller.
'Hm? A decent Body Refining Technique.'
'But judging by his aura, this Body Refining Technique consumes his vital energy and Inner Strength. It seems to affect his intelligence as well. This guy must be getting desperate.'
Slightly narrowing his eyes, Lin Feng, as the successor of a divine physician and the Young Master of Medical Immortal Valley, possessed an incredibly discerning eye. He naturally saw the drawbacks of this Body Refining Technique at a single glance.
But the more this happened, the more his fighting spirit soared. He loved to challenge his limits!
By now, the burly man had completed his Body Refining Technique. He seemed to have been completely transformed, his height increasing to a full two meters, his muscles bulging and knotted.
The man's face was ferocious, his eyes blood-red. A monstrous, malevolent aura radiated from him.
He was like a peerless God of Slaughter. At this moment, the man had completely lost a part of his sanity. There was only one thought left in his mind: kill Lin Feng!
"ROAR!"
A furious roar echoed throughout the hall, shaking the entire area!
Countless birds in the surrounding forest took flight in alarm, and the occasional beast roars that could be heard before fell completely silent.