Chapter 235: Inconceivable
The gray-robed old man cursed inwardly. He couldn't fathom how a Mid-Stage Innate Martial Artist could exude the threatening aura of someone at Innate Great Perfection. It was simply inconceivable.
However, the gray-robed old man quickly composed himself and snorted coldly. "Even if you have some tricks up your sleeve, you're still just a Mid-Stage Innate Martial Artist in the end!"
"Faced with me, scum like you can only wait for death!"
As the gray-robed old man spoke, he frantically circulated his Inner Strength. Veins bulged on the surface of his body, displaying a terrifying sense of power.
"Die!"
The gray-robed old man let out a long cry. His body trembled violently, and he shot out like a cannonball. His right hand formed a claw, striking viciously for Lin Feng's throat, while his left hand, shaped like an eagle's talon, clawed at Lin Feng's neck.
'He's pretty fast.'
Facing this attack, Lin Feng didn't panic. The greatest taboo when fighting above one's level was impatience and agitation.
A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and his movements suddenly became unpredictable.
Lin Feng's speed suddenly skyrocketed. He instantly dodged the gray-robed old man's fatal blow and simultaneously unleashed both fists, sending them hurtling with thunderous force toward the old man's vital points!
At this moment, Lin Feng pushed the Mist Formulas to their limit, his movements becoming incomparably ethereal.
Moreover, his movements seemed chaotic and disorderly, yet they followed a profound, hidden pattern.
Every strike carried a terrifying killing intent, enough to make one's heart tremble in fear.
BANG!
Lin Feng threw punch after punch, his fists falling as densely as raindrops, forcing the gray-robed old man into a constant retreat.
But his opponent was, after all, an expert at the Peak of Mid-Stage Innate. Even at a disadvantage, he could rely on his formidable strength to barely hold on and was even beginning to show signs of counterattacking!
This slightly alarmed Lin Feng. 'He's stronger than I expected,' he thought. 'Even though I have the upper hand, it'll be hard to finish him off quickly.'
Moreover, the gray-robed old man had vaguely touched the threshold of a new level. Perhaps with a little more time, he might even reach a deeper realm.
This made Lin Feng's expression grow even more serious.
"Not bad. I didn't think you had it in you."
The gray-robed old man wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "But so what? You're still just a piece of trash at the Mid Stage of Innate! Your foundation is too shallow. You're destined to fall by my hand!"
"Is that so?"
Lin Feng gave a cold smile as a brilliant light burst forth from his eyes. The next moment, his Inner Strength erupted with a terrifying intensity that sent a chill down one's spine!
"This is..."
The gray-robed old man's eyes widened. He felt an utterly terrifying force emanate from Lin Feng's body, and the resulting gust of power was so strong that it made even his own heart palpitate.
'Not good!'
The gray-robed old man's expression changed slightly. He knew he had underestimated Lin Feng. Now, with no path of retreat, his only option was to fight to the death.
"Twin Dragon Strike!"
He roared furiously. The veins on his right hand throbbed as he thrust both hands forward. They seemed to transform into two flood dragons, carrying a terrifying power as they charged toward Lin Feng.
"Petty tricks."
Lin Feng sneered, taking a step forward. He bent the fingers of his right hand into a claw and thrust it forward.
SHING!
The move was exceedingly simple—it couldn't even be considered a formal martial technique, just a common stance. Yet, when executed by Lin Feng, it possessed an astonishingly fearsome power.
BOOM!
Lin Feng's claw met the gray-robed old man's palms, and in that instant, a violent shockwave erupted.
STOMP! STOMP! STOMP!
Both stumbled backward, but the gray-robed old man's face was ashen as he spewed a mouthful of blood.
He had underestimated Lin Feng's strength. The previous collision had dealt a massive impact that, while failing to shatter his defenses, had still ruptured his internal organs.
At this moment, he felt the qi and blood roiling inside him, almost beyond his control.
"Bastard!"
The gray-robed old man roared, his eyes turning crimson. He charged out once more, determined to seize this opportunity to slay Lin Feng here and now.
SWOOSH!
Several beams of incredibly sharp finger-force shot forward, creating a piercing shriek as they tore through the air, looking as if they could pierce the very void.
"Heh."
A faint smile appeared on Lin Feng's face. He extended his right hand, curled his fingers into a hook, and abruptly snatched forward.
CLANG!
Sparks flew in all directions.
Lin Feng had caught the several sharp beams of finger-force with his bare hand, his expression utterly serene.
'This guy... there's definitely something strange about him.'
The gray-robed old man's pupils shrank, and his heart reeled with shock.
Lin Feng's previous actions had defied all logic. He had actually caught his finger-force with his bare hand. One had to understand that even among Martial Artists of the same realm, few would dare attempt such a thing.
"Kill!"
The gray-robed old man roared, pouring his Spiritual Qi into his arms without reservation. Then, he yanked them downward sharply.
In an instant, the several beams of finger-force broke from their original trajectory and shot explosively toward Lin Feng.
"Hm?"
Lin Feng's brow twitched. He stomped his feet hard on the ground, shattering it.
The next moment, Lin Feng shot forward like an arrow. Spiritual Qi surged in his right arm as he threw a punch, striking straight at the heart of the attack and completely destroying the gray-robed old man's assault.
"Impossible! How could you block my attack!"
The gray-robed old man cried out.
That Lin Feng had used nothing but his physical strength to completely crush his finger-force attacks was simply unheard of.
"You're not good enough!"
Lin Feng sneered. His hands danced, and a sky full of Palm Seals blotted out the heavens, engulfing the gray-robed old man.
'How is this kid so strong!'
At that moment, the gray-robed old man's face darkened, for he suddenly felt an intense sense of danger!
This young man gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.
And just at that moment, Lin Feng's attack descended, completely overwhelming the gray-robed old man!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
A series of dull thuds rang out as the gray-robed old man was sent flying in a pathetic state. His clothes were tattered, and though he wasn't injured, he looked utterly wretched.
He looked up, his gaze toward Lin Feng filled with venomous hatred.
Lin Feng's assault grew even more ferocious, giving him no chance to catch his breath.
The gray-robed old man gritted his teeth, his composure completely shattered.
His cultivation was two minor realms higher than Lin Feng's. Logically, he should have been able to crush his opponent, but reality was seldom so kind.
Lin Feng's attacks grew ever more wild.
PTUI!
The gray-robed old man was struck in the chest by Lin Feng. He spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, his face turning deathly pale as his aura immediately weakened.
"Die!"
Lin Feng's eyes were mercilessly cold. His body moved like lightning, and in an instant, he appeared beside the gray-robed old man.
'So fast!'
The gray-robed old man's pupils constricted. Lin Feng's speed was too great; in the blink of an eye, he had appeared right in front of him, catching him completely off guard.
A chill shot through his heart, and the hair all over his body stood on end. The threat of death suddenly loomed over him. Without the slightest hesitation, he retreated with incredible speed, attempting to dodge Lin Feng's attack.