Chapter 247: Explosion
Du Wen wasn't faring well either. After being sent flying by Lin Feng's terrifyingly powerful kick, he felt as if his stomach was about to rupture, and the pain was immense.
"Kid, I'll admit you're good, but you die today!"
Du Wen glared at Lin Feng and spoke with hatred. The impression Lin Feng had just left on him was too deep. To think he could fight a master at the Peak of Mid-Stage Innate with only the strength of the Mid Stage of Innate and not be defeated—that level of power completely eclipsed most Ancient Martial Artists.
But Lin Feng just smiled calmly. With a flip of his wrist, a medicinal pill appeared in his hand.
He swallowed the pill directly. The moment it entered his stomach, a vast and unparalleled medicinal power instantly spread through his meridians.
In an instant, Lin Feng felt the sharp pain in his body vanish. His previously weakened state was replaced by one of full vigor.
"Huh?! How could you possibly have such a rare Healing Elixir!?"
Du Wen, who had been sneering, was stunned. He then stared at the nonchalant Lin Feng in shock, as if he couldn't believe Lin Feng could produce something so incredibly precious.
"You talk too much."
Lin Feng shot Du Wen a cool glance. 'To people like him, this Healing Elixir might be precious, but to me, it's no different from a piece of candy.'
'After all, I refine them myself. I can make as many as I want, whenever I want. It's nothing to me.'
SWOOSH!
Lin Feng's figure blurred and shot toward Du Wen. His speed was like a shooting star, his movements as erratic as a phantom, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.
'Damn it, what the hell was that pill the kid took? How did his speed increase so much?!'
Seeing Lin Feng's speed surge once more, Du Wen's face filled with disbelief. Just moments ago, Lin Feng's speed had merely been on par with his own.
But now, it surpassed his by a huge margin. This turn of events caught him completely off guard, and the disparity in their abilities made him feel a sense of dread.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. 'My mind is racing now,' he thought. 'Du Wen is incredibly strong, so I can't afford to be arrogant. The only way forward is to defeat him... or kill him!'
'The best option right now is close-quarters combat. My speed has already reached the level of an Innate Middle Level expert. Du Wen's Body Technique is strange, but it lacks my agility. That's my advantage.'
Since he now had the advantage in speed, Lin Feng held nothing back. In a series of flashes, he charged directly into Du Wen's personal space and tensed his legs.
He launched a knee strike straight for Du Wen's groin—the most vicious and direct killing move of all!
BAM!
Lin Feng's knee strike shattered the air, producing a piercing sonic boom as it shot toward Du Wen. The fierce pressure made the entire stage tremble slightly.
Du Wen scrambled to retreat. He wouldn't dare try to block Lin Feng's attack head-on; he didn't have the guts.
THUD!
With a dull thud, Du Wen's body was lifted off the ground by the knee strike and sent sliding into the distance.
Lin Feng immediately followed up, lashing out with a whip kick aimed directly at Du Wen's head. Although Du Wen was in a pathetic state, a person like him was exactly what Lin Feng needed.
BAM!
With another dull thud, Du Wen's body was sent flying like a sandbag again. He was completely dazed; he never would have imagined that Lin Feng could still chase him down.
'Is this guy made of iron or something? He took one of my punches but can still come after me, and with such terrifying force! This level of strength is simply unheard of.'
Without pausing after the blow, Lin Feng's figure once again closed the distance, his hands forming claws as he lunged for Du Wen's throat.
A vicious glint flashed in Du Wen's eyes. He knew he couldn't hold back any longer; otherwise, the only path awaiting him was death.
He crossed his arms to block, then spun his body violently, charging straight at Lin Feng. His massive fist, whistling through the air with a menacing hum, flew directly at Lin Feng's head.
This time, Lin Feng didn't meet the attack head-on, dodging to the side instead. The sheer force of the impact still sent him flying five or six meters away, a result that surprised him slightly.
WHOOSH!
Landing steadily, Lin Feng looked at Du Wen with a slight frown. Du Wen's clothes were now in tatters, and blood was seeping through the surface of his skin.
The blood was a dark, blackish-red. It was clear he was injured, and not just lightly—he had likely suffered severe internal injuries.
"Cough, cough... Damn it! If you hadn't taken that elixir, how could you possibly be my match!"
Clutching his chest, Du Wen gasped for breath, his eyes completely bloodshot. His gaze, fixed on Lin Feng, was filled with a fury so intense it was as if he wanted to tear him to pieces and devour him on the spot.
"So, who's the worthless one now?"
Lin Feng said nonchalantly, his expression still perfectly calm. He now truly had the right to challenge Du Wen; after all, his strength was plain to see, and the Healing Elixir had boosted it considerably.
"Hmph. Don't get arrogant. I refuse to believe it! No matter how precious that elixir is, its effects can't last forever!"
Du Wen said sinisterly. Lin Feng's incomparably domineering strike had thoroughly awakened his vicious nature.
"Kneel before me!"
He roared at the sky, veins bulging all over his body as he clenched his fists and threw a punch at Lin Feng.
A sonic boom ripped through the air as Du Wen's punch, carrying an incomparably fierce gale, smashed toward Lin Feng's body.
"Hmph. Is that the full extent of your power?"
With a cold sneer, Lin Feng threw a punch of his own, meeting Du Wen's fist head-on. In an instant, both of their bodies were thrown backward.
They were now a few steps apart, but they continued to face each other from a distance.
Du Wen's face was now deathly pale, and blood was still trickling from the corner of his mouth. 'Lin Feng's strength is truly formidable, but he's just a kid at the Early Stage of Innate. This has turned into a battle of attrition, which is extremely disadvantageous for me.'
Lin Feng was also somewhat surprised. Du Wen's physical defense was unexpectedly strong; he had actually managed to withstand one of his heavy blows. Still, it was obvious Du Wen was seriously injured, while he himself was completely unscathed.
"Your strength and defense are indeed impressive, but that's as far as you'll go. You die today!"
Du Wen snarled, then shot forward in a single bound, pouncing on Lin Feng once more.
Their figures continuously crisscrossed in the air as fists and feet flew.
Every collision was like a clap of thunder, making the eardrums of the young master hiding in the back ache. The two were indeed evenly matched, and it was impossible to determine a winner in such a short time.