Chapter 258: Shock
The shock in his heart was hard to quell. Nothing like this had ever happened in the Martial Arts Realm.
He had practiced Boxing since childhood and was intimately familiar with all kinds of attack methods, but he found that Lin Feng seemed to dodge his every move.
Lin Feng's reflexes and speed were simply mind-boggling, and his physical prowess had reached an extremely high level!
'What is with this kid?'
'These are clearly just some extremely ordinary moves, so why do they feel so difficult to handle?!'
A thousand doubts flooded the skinny youth's mind, yet he showed no sign of panic. His mind raced, searching for a solution.
'Forget all that. I'll just finish this kid off cleanly and in one fell swoop!'
The skinny youth's eyes suddenly lit up. His entire demeanor changed, becoming as sharp as a newly unsheathed sword.
His presence seemed to swell as he closed the distance to Lin Feng like a phantom. His fist shot out, crashing toward Lin Feng's chest with the force of a thunderbolt.
The muscles on his right arm bulged like a coiling flood dragon. The power behind this punch was even more terrifying than before, and it was faintly accompanied by the sound of a sonic boom.
BOOM!
As the punch flew, the surrounding air seemed to shatter, a testament to its terrifying power.
Lin Feng's pupils constricted. He could feel the danger this punch carried.
Facing this punch, a frightening, ferocious light glinted in Lin Feng's eyes. He clenched his fist, the potential of his body erupting in that instant.
A piercing sonic boom erupted from Lin Feng's own fist.
THUD!
A dull thud sounded as their fists collided.
The next second, a horrifying scene unfolded.
The skinny youth's feet sank into the earth, his legs trembling uncontrollably. He had clearly borne an immense force.
But Lin Feng hadn't moved an inch. Not even a single crease marred his clothes.
HISS!
The intense pain made him suck in a sharp breath. Lin Feng's performance was simply heaven-defying. He had made only one mistake and was already forced to one knee, his breathing growing ragged.
Lin Feng slowly walked toward him, his expression impassive.
"Damn it!"
The skinny youth let out a low growl and struggled to his feet. He looked at Lin Feng, his expression frigid as he said, "It's been a long time since I've had a fight like this."
His gaze gradually grew fervent, and a savage aura radiated from his entire body. This time, he would not lose.
"HAA... HAA... HAA..."
The skinny youth roared, his arms tensing. He swung his hands abruptly, stacking his palms together before sweeping them toward Lin Feng.
BANG!
The skinny youth thrust out a palm, which carried an incomparably terrifying power. The compressed air crackled and boomed nonstop.
Lin Feng took a deep breath. He brought his hands together in front of his chest and then thrust them forward violently, unleashing a powerful hand-chop like a cannonball that fearlessly collided with his opponent's palm.
BAM!
A huge explosion of sound erupted. Lin Feng and his opponent each took a step back, staring at one another, their eyes filled with wariness.
'Such immense power!'
Lin Feng sighed inwardly. He had used all his strength in that hand-chop, but he never expected that he still wouldn't gain the upper hand.
"Hahaha! Fantastic! After so long, I've finally met a decent opponent! I'll play with you today. Let's see who gets the last laugh!"
The skinny youth threw his head back and laughed, his face twisted and terrifying, his eyes bloodshot. He had gone completely berserk.
Lin Feng's expression was grave. He hadn't expected the skinny youth before him to be this formidable.
This skinny youth's Fist Technique was extremely tricky and bizarre. His moves were grand and sweeping, and the wind from his fists was biting, sweeping through the area like a howling gale. Every punch was accompanied by a sharp, air-ripping sound.
Every one of the skinny youth's punches and strikes was laced with a terrifying force. Lin Feng knew that if he were hit, he would likely be injured, and his life might even be in danger.
But Lin Feng was not to be outdone. His hands moved in arcs, his fists like dragons, generating a mighty pressure. He aimed every punch at the weak points in his opponent's offense, blocking the attacks again and again.
They had already fought their way outside the hotel. The crowd of secret onlookers grew, and they watched Lin Feng and the skinny youth from a distance, their eyes filled with astonishment.
"This is incredible! Who on earth is that young man?"
"I don't recognize him. No idea which prominent family he's from. His fighting style is really unique, though. Taking on a late-stage fighter with mid-stage strength... he's really something!"
"Hehe, which family do you guys think this kid is from? Maybe he's some prodigal young master!"
"Very likely. Don't forget, this is the kid who could fork over billions to buy a Purple Reishi."
The crowd buzzed with discussion, pointing at Lin Feng. His appearance had attracted a lot of attention, but they didn't take it too seriously. After all, in their eyes, a young man like him posed no real threat.
Meanwhile, Lin Feng and the skinny youth paid no mind to the surrounding spectators. Their battle had already reached a white-hot intensity!
Their fists collided, and the resulting shockwave forced the onlookers to squint, unable to keep their eyes open.
BOOM!
Another thunderous crash echoed out. Lin Feng retreated several steps, his brow furrowed and a hint of pallor on his face.
His hands were trembling slightly. He had gotten the worst of that exchange.
The skinny youth's body also staggered back three steps before he managed to steady himself.
"Haha! Kid, remember this! My name is Chen Jing, and I'm the one who's going to kill you!"
Chen Jing laughed wildly, took a sharp breath, and charged at Lin Feng again!
Although he was running his mouth arrogantly, his heart remained cautious.
Even now, he still couldn't quite figure out Lin Feng's patterns, so he didn't dare to be careless. If he underestimated his opponent, Lin Feng would very likely seize the opportunity and exploit his weakness.
Chen Jing's Fist Technique was bizarre and tricky, but before he could even land a punch, Lin Feng would anticipate it and block it. This infuriated Chen Jing.
THUMP!
The two were instantly entangled, a series of dull thuds echoing out as they both used their strongest techniques to fight.
Their figures moved ceaselessly through the night sky. If one looked closely, it was impossible to even capture their afterimages. Their forms had long since blurred, leaving only two indistinct black shadows.
THUMP!
With a loud thud, Lin Feng kicked Chen Jing in the side of his waist, sending him flying five or six meters.
PFFT!