The Capital's Dragon Doctor

The two clashed again. Du Wen took a kick from Lin Feng, but Lin Feng's other foot viciously smashed into Du Wen's cheek, which immediately began to swell.

"You dare hit my face?!"

Du Wen roared in fury. He was utterly enraged now. That blow was a complete humiliation. 'If word of this gets out,' he thought, 'how could I, Du Wen, ever show my face in the Ancient Martial Realm again? What reputation would I have left?'

With a thunderous roar, a formidable power erupted from his body. He was going all out now. Win or lose, all he wanted was to kill Lin Feng.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng could feel himself struggling to keep Du Wen suppressed. Du Wen had completely unleashed his power, and the might of this attack gave Lin Feng a sense of ominous danger.

But his own condition was also dire. He had forcibly boosted his power, which had damaged his meridians. As a result, his strength had been significantly reduced.

Du Wen's strength far surpassed that of an ordinary person, which was exactly what concerned Lin Feng. If this continued, Lin Feng knew he would truly be defeated.

Even so, Lin Feng's expression remained resolute. His body might not be able to withstand this kind of assault, but that didn't mean he was about to surrender without a fight.

His eyes grew cold as he threw a punch, gathering every ounce of his Inner Strength and power into the single blow. Lin Feng was risking it all; he had to take this gamble.

BOOM!

His fist once again collided with Du Wen's Iron Palm. A muffled bang echoed as two massive shockwaves erupted, completely engulfing both men.

Lin Feng felt a tremendous force slam into him, sending him flying. He tumbled several times across the ground before struggling back to his feet. In that exchange, he had clearly come off worse.

But he didn't hesitate. Spitting out a mouthful of essence blood, he looked ragged, but his speed increased dramatically. He had to finish Du Wen, and quickly.

Throwing a punch, Lin Feng's speed surged as he aimed directly for Du Wen's face!

Du Wen was stunned. He never expected Lin Feng to be able to push him this far. But he didn't back down, throwing a punch of his own.

Unlike before, this time he secretly infused his attack with a hidden strength.

'This Lin Feng has actually made me feel fear,' he thought. 'This is my last chance. I have to end this fight now, or the consequences will be unimaginable.'

BAM!

The two fists crashed together once more. Lin Feng was forced back several steps, while Du Wen was sent flying. A crushing pressure in his chest nearly made him vomit blood.

He knew he was utterly defeated—miserably so. Though Lin Feng's punch had neutralized his offensive, it had also violently rattled his internal organs, and his left shoulder was severely injured.

A storm raged in his heart. He truly never imagined that even after giving it his all, he would still lose to Lin Feng.

It made him realize one thing: he had encountered a truly monstrous opponent.

THUD!

Unable to bear it any longer, Du Wen dropped to one knee, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He stared ahead, but his gaze was unfocused. His mind was in total chaos.

He could never have imagined Lin Feng would be so savage, able to trade three punches with him without falling behind.

At that moment, Du Wen finally caved. He was truly scared now. He had wanted to kill Lin Feng, that much was true, but he also knew that if this continued, he was the one who would undoubtedly die. He had lost his nerve.

But Lin Feng wasn't finished. He closed in again.

THWACK!

The sickening thuds of flesh on flesh echoed as Lin Feng relentlessly battered Du Wen with his fists and feet.

Du Wen crossed his arms in front of him to defend himself, but they were already badly damaged. While his guard could block some of Lin Feng's attacks, he was in no position to counter.

Lin Feng's attacks were explosive, each one packed with terrifying power. Du Wen's defense crumbled under the onslaught.

Suddenly, Lin Feng appeared right in front of him, a massive fist hurtling straight toward his face.

The fist was wreathed in a dense, cyan Gang Qi. If it connected, Du Wen would undoubtedly die on the spot.

Du Wen's expression changed drastically. But he was, after all, a Cultivator at the Peak of the Innate Realm. His reflexes were incredibly fast. In an instant, he made his decision and crossed his arms to shield his face.

CRACK!

The sickening crack of bone echoed as Lin Feng's punch shattered both of Du Wen's arms. But his assault wasn't over. His right leg swept out, kicking Du Wen and sending him flying dozens of feet away…

THUD!

Du Wen crashed to the ground, his body curling into a ball. He was unconscious, barely breathing. Lin Feng stood over him, panting heavily.

HUFF… HUFF…

Gasping for breath, Lin Feng stared coldly down at Du Wen. The fierce battle had left him exhausted.

"Now, it's your turn."

Lin Feng turned to look at the young man who was frozen in place with fear, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Y-you, stay away from me!"

"I'm the Third Young Master of the Du Family! If you dare touch me, you'll definitely die!"

The young man finally snapped out of his stupor at the sound of Lin Feng's voice and scrambled backward on trembling legs.

"The Du Family? What kind of garbage family is that? Never heard of them."

Lin Feng watched the young man dispassionately. The youth might indeed have some backing, but Lin Feng wasn't concerned. Since he had chosen to act today, he wouldn't let any of them go, and he certainly wasn't afraid of retaliation from the Du Family.

"You… you can't touch me… Aaargh!"

The young man struggled to escape, but Lin Feng was someone who could even overwhelm and kill a powerhouse at Mid-stage Innate Great Perfection!

How could he let a young master, his body hollowed out by wine and women, escape from right under his nose? Even if the man fled to the ends of the earth, Lin Feng would never let him get away alive.

Lin Feng shot forward, grabbing the young man by the neck and hoisting him into the air before crushing his throat.

The young master's eyes bulged, his face a mask of savage fury and disbelief. He had never imagined this would be his end.

Lin Feng looked down at the young master's corpse, his own expression perfectly serene.

After all, from the moment he had bought that Purple Reishi, he knew this trip to the auction would be anything but simple.