Chapter 266: Too Late
Chen Jing grew more timid the longer the fight dragged on. Lin Feng had already injured him, but Lin Feng's defense was like an iron fortress; Chen Jing couldn't find a single opening. All he could do was take a beating, gradually losing his advantage.
WHOOSH!
Chen Jing's figure vanished. A moment later, a vicious gust of wind assaulted Lin Feng from behind. Chen Jing had circled around for a sneak attack.
Lin Feng frowned, but it was too late. Chen Jing's foot slammed viciously into his back. However, Chen Jing had still underestimated his opponent.
Although the kick landed, Lin Feng used the momentum to spin around and land a punch squarely on Chen Jing's chest. The blow sent Chen Jing flying, and he crashed heavily onto the ground.
PTHOO!
The moment he hit the ground, Chen Jing spat out a mouthful of blood. He didn't try to crawl away, however. Though his face was pale, a savage smile twisted his lips.
"I told you you'd regret this. Since you insist, I'll make you regret it completely."
Chen Jing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered.
Lin Feng was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly shook his head. His eyes narrowed as he said coldly, "Then I'll send you to your grave right now!"
Before his words had even faded, Lin Feng leaped forward. His body shot toward Chen Jing like a bolt of lightning.
Chen Jing's gaze hardened. He could clearly feel that Lin Feng's aura was even more powerful this time!
'But how is that possible? Lin Feng is clearly weaker than me. I can barely hold on as it is, so how can he have such a powerful presence?'
BOOM!
Chen Jing crossed his arms in front of his chest, pouring all his Inner Strength into them. The defense of his arms multiplied several times over, forming an incredibly tough barrier.
He braced for Lin Feng's fierce punch, cursing inwardly. 'If only I had a bit more Inner Strength right now, I wouldn't be in such a pathetic state against him.'
BOOM!
With a tremendous crash, Chen Jing was sent flying backward. He traced a long arc through the air before landing in the distance, smashing through the wall of a nearby building and causing it to collapse.
Fortunately, it was still the middle of the night and no civilians were around, so no one was injured.
COUGH. COUGH.
Chen Jing struggled out from under the pile of rubble. He managed to prop himself up with great difficulty, a trickle of blood escaping his lips, but he didn't get to his feet immediately. He just lay there, panting for breath.
"Kid, you're strong. You really are a genius!"
Chen Jing said slowly, his eyes fixed on Lin Feng. He admitted that Lin Feng was a formidable opponent, but he was still determined to kill him!
The Inner Strength within him began to circulate furiously. In that instant, Chen Jing's aura became utterly terrifying.
Sensing the change in Chen Jing's aura, Lin Feng paused, his eyes narrowing. 'Chen Jing's aura is much more stable than it was at the start.'
HAAAAH.
Chen Jing took a few deep breaths and slowly rose to his feet, his gaze venomous as he stared at Lin Feng.
Within Lin Feng's body, his Inner Strength also began to circulate, slowly mending the superficial wounds on his skin. Both men treasured this brief respite. Neither made a move; they simply stared coldly at one another.
BANG!
Suddenly, with an explosive sound, Chen Jing's knees bent sharply. He then launched himself forward like an arrow released from a bow, shooting straight for Lin Feng!
Lin Feng's brow twitched. 'He's putting his life on the line.' He knew he had to face this attack with everything he had.
After all, Chen Jing was different from an ordinary Body Refining Realm Martial Artist; he cultivated external techniques.
Chen Jing's speed was incredible. In the blink of an eye, he closed the distance, his right leg swinging around in a high, powerful kick aimed at Lin Feng.
The kick carried an immense, oppressive power. This was clearly the move of a man putting his life on the line.
RUMBLE!
A dull thud echoed out. The kick hadn't struck Lin Feng; instead, it had slammed into the ground.
It shattered the solid concrete, and the sheer power of the blow was staggering.
Lin Feng's figure flickered as he dodged Chen Jing's fatal attack.
But Chen Jing came to an abrupt stop, kicked off a nearby wall, and launched himself into the air, his sharp claws aiming straight for Lin Feng's throat.
Chen Jing's claws were incredibly sharp, glinting coldly in the moonlight. His movements were agile and bizarre, as unpredictable as a phantom.
It severely restricted Lin Feng's field of vision, making it impossible for him to clearly track Chen Jing's movements.
BAM!
With another muffled bang, Chen Jing's incomparably sharp claws clashed directly with Lin Feng, but he was immediately knocked back three meters.
'As I thought, the kid's strength hasn't weakened at all!'
Chen Jing's expression was grave. His wrist throbbed with excruciating pain, as if the bones had fractured. He knew this was because Lin Feng's physical strength was simply too immense.
But Lin Feng paid him no mind. His body blurred into an afterimage as he charged toward Chen Jing, arms moving like dragons and leaving a trail of phantoms in their wake.
Chen Jing crossed his arms in front of his chest, shifting to defense. Although his arms could barely withstand the strain, he didn't dare to relax for even a second. He was the only one who truly understood: he could not afford to lose. Defeat meant death!
CRACK!
Lin Feng's palm struck Chen Jing's arm directly. With a crisp crack, the skin on Chen Jing's arms ruptured from the force, dripping with blood. Chen Jing stumbled back four or five steps before managing to stop.
Thump, thump, thump…
Chen Jing staggered back several more steps but managed to stay on his feet. He then coughed up a mouthful of blood, a direct result of Lin Feng's last palm strike, which had nearly shattered his shoulder.
Seeing this, Lin Feng's expression turned cold. He hadn't held back at all with that last strike.
'Logically, for a Martial Artist like Chen Jing who's already at his limit, that one blow should have been enough to cripple him. But he only ended up spitting some blood.'
'And judging by his pale face, the injury isn't even that severe. It seems the External Hard Qi Technique he cultivates is something special. Otherwise, he wouldn't be this tenacious.'
"Hahaha."
Just then, Chen Jing threw his head back and laughed wildly, a sound full of arrogance. His eyes blazed with a vicious light as he glared at Lin Feng and roared.
"Lin Feng, no matter what it takes, I will kill you today!"
Chen Jing's gaze was cold and ruthless. He wouldn't miss this opportunity; he believed in his Hard Qi Technique.
Lin Feng was absolutely no match for him. Even though Lin Feng's last move had been stunning, he was not afraid.