Chapter 210: Retreat
A sudden sense of danger flared in Lin Feng's mind. He immediately pulled back, causing the burly man's lunge to miss. But the man instantly followed up, gripping his Short Blade with both hands and bringing it down in a diagonal slash.
Lin Feng reacted quickly, sidestepping the blow. But the man was already sweeping his leg, kicking Lin Feng and sending him stumbling back!
Lin Feng raised his sword with both hands to block, but the kick still sent him staggering back more than ten steps before he could regain his footing.
PFFT!
Lin Feng coughed, spraying a mouthful of blood. That last kick had slightly dislocated his ribs.
"Haha, you little bastard! Weren't you so arrogant? Why aren't you fighting back now?"
"I'll kill you!"
SMACK!
As he spoke, the man closed in again, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks. Lin Feng was forced onto the defensive.
But gradually, he noticed the man's speed was increasing. The attacks grew denser, forcing Lin Feng to constantly scramble and dodge, leaving him no room to counterattack.
Moreover, the man seemed to have figured out Lin Feng's rhythm, specifically targeting the openings in his form. Lin Feng's brow furrowed slightly. 'If this keeps up, I'll be worn down and killed sooner or later!'
BANG!
The man seized an opportunity, viciously slamming an elbow into Lin Feng's abdomen. Lin Feng gasped in pain.
Taking advantage of Lin Feng's momentary lapse, the man flicked his right hand and threw his Short Blade!
The Short Blade shot forward like a streaking meteor. Lin Feng's pupils constricted as he retreated explosively, narrowly dodging the surprise attack. Even so, the blade left a bloody gash on his arm.
SWISH!
But Lin Feng wasn't just going to let the man attack. With a flick of his wrist, he thrust his longsword straight at the man's neck. He needed to force his opponent to pull back so he could gradually wear down his stamina.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Lin Feng's assault grew fiercer. The man didn't dare to carelessly meet the sharp weapon in his hands. After a brief stalemate, the man finally lost his patience. He roared, "Get the hell away from me!"
CLANG! CLING! CLANG!
Lin Feng quickly brought his sword up to block. The force behind the short blade was immense. The impact split the skin between Lin Feng's thumb and forefinger, and he almost lost his grip on his weapon.
"Heh, you think I only know these flashy moves? You're too green, kid!"
The man sneered and slapped out with his left palm. Lin Feng's body instantly went out of control, and he fell backward. Seeing his chance, the man immediately gave chase, driving his knees up toward Lin Feng's head. If the blow landed, it would be instantly fatal!
Lin Feng's expression changed. He twisted his body to dodge the attack, but the man seized the opportunity to slam his left fist viciously into his stomach.
THUD!
A dull sound echoed as Lin Feng's body was sent flying, crashing hard against a large tree.
"Kid, go to hell!"
The man gave a malevolent laugh and pounced on Lin Feng again. The Short Blade in his hand glinted with a cold, sinister light as he viciously plunged it into Lin Feng's chest, the tip piercing his heart.
Faced with such a relentless onslaught, anyone else would have already died.
But Lin Feng's eyes remained completely calm, without a trace of panic. Bracing himself against the tree behind him, he slowly regulated his breathing.
Lin Feng's arms hung limp, but he was ready to counterattack at any moment!
"Kid, die!"
Seeing Lin Feng motionless, the man was overjoyed. With a flick of his wrist, he slashed the Short Blade horizontally toward Lin Feng's throat!
WHOOSH!
But just as his Short Blade was about to slice into Lin Feng's neck, Lin Feng suddenly struck! The sharp sword in his hand shot straight for the man's throat!
The man froze for a second, then instinctively rolled away, dodging Lin Feng's fatal attack.
"Hmph, you little bastard, you're tough to kill. But what can you do against me in this state?!"
The man laughed coldly.
Lin Feng remained silent. The man was indeed powerful, but it wasn't as if he had no chance of victory!
"Kid, die!"
The man let out a low roar and charged again. But at that moment, a detached smile touched the corners of Lin Feng's lips. His eyes narrowed as his sword carved a cunning arc, stabbing straight toward the man's chest.
The man was startled, but it was too late. He had no idea that Lin Feng had been luring him into this move from the very beginning—and had finally succeeded!
But he was a seasoned fighter, after all. Though surprised, he reacted in time to defend himself, twisting his body to the side to dodge Lin Feng's deadly sword strike.
At the same time, he threw a punch at Lin Feng's face. The fierce gust of wind it generated made Lin Feng's clothes flap loudly, and he could feel a stinging pain on his face!
The man's assault didn't stop. He followed up with a series of attacks, each punch smashing toward Lin Feng with explosive force, forcing him to abandon his own offensive to defend.
But this didn't mean Lin Feng was truly out of options. The corners of his mouth lifted, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he ducked slightly, evading the man's attack.
SWOOSH!
Lin Feng threw the sword from his hand. It transformed into a black streak, flying straight for the man's chest.
"Ah!"
The man cried out in alarm. His attention had been completely focused on Lin Feng, so he never expected that his opponent still had a way to counterattack. Caught off guard, his skin was pierced.
This turn of events sent the man into a complete rage. He was seething, wishing he could tear this damned bastard to shreds right now. To think he'd actually been wounded—the sheer audacity.
"Die!"
The man roared and charged at Lin Feng again. He no longer cared about his own injury; at this moment, all he wanted was to finish Lin Feng off. He'd had enough of this cunning kid!
SWISH!
But just then, Lin Feng's figure bizarrely vanished from the spot. At the same time, a sense of danger washed over the man.
Lin Feng twisted his body, and a dagger grazed past his shoulder, plunging deep into the tree behind him. The chillingly sharp dagger gleamed in the sunlight.
Lin Feng, however, watched the man before him with a calm gaze. He had just used the "Serpent's Dance" from the Wandering Dragon Swordsmanship.
This was a type of Swordsmanship that didn't require one to be in the Ancient Martial Realm. It was flexible, versatile, and every move was lethal. Lin Feng had chosen to use this Swordsmanship primarily because its strength lay in agility rather than brute force.
Lin Feng's figure suddenly leaped up like a lightning bolt. The sword in his hand carved a graceful arc as it stabbed toward the man's waist!
CLANG!
His opponent reacted with extreme speed, swinging his dagger forward to block. But Lin Feng didn't pause.
Instead, he bent his body and aimed a side kick straight at the man's chest. But the man's reaction was strange. He shot his arm out and directly seized Lin Feng's wrist!
'Hand-trapping?'