Chapter 241: Trembling
Du Wen's palm trembled violently. A numbing, tingling sensation spread from it, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
Lin Feng's strike had been immensely powerful and strangely fast. He'd actually found it difficult to handle.
'Damn it, how did this kid's strength suddenly get so great!'
Du Wen gritted his teeth. His palms suddenly separated, and he used the rebound force to retreat rapidly.
"Heh, running away? Weren't you going to kill me? Why so timid?"
Lin Feng taunted as he gave chase, dagger in hand, thrusting toward Du Wen's abdomen.
Du Wen knew he was outmatched and could only choose to evade. He dodged, all the while observing Lin Feng's position, searching for the perfect opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
"Heh, you think you can actually hurt me? What a pipe dream!"
Du Wen said sinisterly, looking completely confident.
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. He suddenly stopped, his gaze fixed icily on Du Wen, the corners of his mouth curling into a strange smile.
Seeing Lin Feng suddenly halt, Du Wen's heart skipped a beat as a bad premonition welled up inside him.
But before he could make a move, Lin Feng was already in motion.
SWOOSH!
Lin Feng shot toward Du Wen like a phantom, his palm pressing forward with deceptive lightness.
"Hahaha, kid, I've already figured out this move of yours! Your weakness is your left arm."
Seeing Lin Feng strike at him, Du Wen threw his head back and roared with laughter. He had long noticed the calluses on Lin Feng's right arm, a clear sign that Lin Feng relied on his right hand during his usual training.
He guessed Lin Feng was surely not skilled at one-handed combat, which was why he wanted to exploit this perceived flaw to launch a sneak attack.
Unfortunately for him, he had still underestimated Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's palm moved through the air like a ghost, closing in on Du Wen's face in an instant.
"You're wrong!"
"Hm?"
Du Wen frowned, his gaze hardening as he looked at Lin Feng with even colder eyes.
He didn't understand how Lin Feng could still attack at such close range.
"Heh heh…"
Lin Feng chuckled softly. His palm drew near Du Wen's face, then suddenly snapped out like an iron whip, lashing viciously at him.
THWACK!
Caught completely off guard, Du Wen was struck squarely across the side of his face. He was sent flying backward, skidding a long way across the ground before coming to a stop. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his cheek already swelling up.
Du Wen's eyes were now bloodshot. He clutched his face, glaring furiously at Lin Feng and roaring with rage.
"You bastard! I'll tear you to shreds!"
Du Wen had gone completely berserk. His palms flew, a dense flurry of afterimages descending upon Lin Feng like a dark cloud.
Lin Feng's expression was calm. The dagger in his hand danced nimbly, transforming into a whirlwind to meet the attack.
CLANG!
The sound of metal striking rang out. In a single instant, the two had clashed hundreds of times.
But in the midst of their fierce exchange, Lin Feng suddenly took three steps back, his forehead beaded with sweat, his breathing heavy.
On the other side, Du Wen rose to his feet with a savage grin, a cruel light shining in his murky eyes.
"Jyejyejye, kid, I told you I'd grind you into paste."
Du Wen cackled menacingly as his body slowly levitated into midair. He pressed his palms together, then abruptly threw them open. At once, all of his clothes exploded outward, revealing a dazzling bronze luster radiating from his body.
His entire body was now covered in hard armor, making him look like an iron warrior, an awe-inspiring and fearsome sight.
"Kid, you're dead."
Du Wen gave a ferocious roar and charged at Lin Feng, his fists coated in a bronze glow.
BOOM!
The punch carried a destructive aura, smashing toward Lin Feng like a descending thunderbolt.
In that moment, Du Wen's entire body surged with explosive power. The punch contained a terrifying, unparalleled might.
"Petty tricks!"
Lin Feng scoffed. His body shot up abruptly, so fast that he vanished from his spot in the blink of an eye.
CRASH!
Just as Lin Feng moved, Du Wen's fist landed where he had just been. Dust flew everywhere as the once-neat floor tiles cracked and collapsed, forming a deep pit.
"Eh?"
Du Wen was startled to see Lin Feng's movement. He hadn't expected Lin Feng's speed to be so incredible, nor for his Body Technique to be so mysterious and unpredictable.
"Heh, you dare show off such petty tricks in front of me!"
A mocking expression was on Lin Feng's face. He narrowed his eyes, his gaze cold, as his dagger began to emit a faint, ethereal blue glow.
SWISH!
Lin Feng dove, dagger in hand, and thrust viciously at Du Wen's throat. Wisps of electricity crackled around the blade.
"Not good!"
Seeing Lin Feng stabbing at him, Du Wen's pupils contracted violently. He hastily executed his Body Technique to dodge.
But Lin Feng's attack was too fierce. Even though Du Wen dodged quickly, the dagger still grazed his arm, drawing blood.
'This kid's speed... it's so fast!'
At this point, Du Wen finally began to take Lin Feng seriously. The strength Lin Feng had displayed completely surpassed his own, and his speed was far superior.
Although Du Wen was surprised by Lin Feng's speed, he wasn't worried in the slightest, because he still had an ace up his sleeve.
SWISH!
Du Wen's figure abruptly vanished. The next moment, he appeared behind Lin Feng, his palms shaped like eagle talons as they shot out, aiming to subdue Lin Feng in a single strike.
But just as his hands were about to touch Lin Feng, a chilling sense of danger flooded his mind.
Lin Feng's body twisted around, his dagger carving an arc through the air, straight for Du Wen's neck.
Du Wen's soul nearly left his body. He hastily retracted his hands and dodged to the side, barely avoiding the fatal blow.
He stared at Lin Feng in shock and suspicion, wondering what kind of technique Lin Feng had just used.
"Heh, I admit I was careless. But do you think you can defeat me just like that? Dream on!"
Du Wen sneered, his legs pushing off the ground to launch him into the air. His legs moved like a willow swaying in the wind as he drove a knee into Lin Feng's lower abdomen.
The strike was incredibly vicious. Lin Feng grunted, staggering back five or six steps from the impact.
Lin Feng steadied himself, his expression grave as he watched Du Wen. 'I'm afraid I've met a formidable opponent this time,' he thought. 'This old guy is much stronger than before.'
Lin Feng's mind raced. 'I'll stall for time,' he decided, 'and wait for reinforcements.'
Lin Feng took a deep breath, a cold smile playing on his lips. "If that's how it is, then I'll play along to the end."
Before his voice had even faded, he pounced like a cheetah, his body hurtling toward Du Wen like a shooting star chasing the moon.
Du Wen watched Lin Feng with icy eyes and snorted coldly. He knew that tonight, no matter what, he had to finish Lin Feng.
He also knew that Lin Feng was incredibly strong, which was why he hadn't underestimated him from the very beginning. On the contrary, he was using his full strength.