Chapter 311: Boiling
"Is this all you've got? Nothing special."
Lin Feng smiled faintly, but inwardly, he grew more serious.
He could feel the surging, powerful Inner Strength circulating within his opponent. The man wasn't just a genuine Late-Stage Innate Martial Artist—he was even stronger than an ordinary Ancient Martial Artist of the same level.
"Heh, just because you blocked two of my moves, you really think you're a match for me?"
"This next move will be enough to take your damn life!"
The man snorted. His Inner Strength erupted, surging around him like a raging river. With a ferocious glint in his eyes, he threw a punch straight at Lin Feng's head!
"THUD!"
A dull thud echoed. Lin Feng was forced back several steps, but the man remained rooted to the spot, completely unfazed.
"You're not strong enough. Just give up and surrender quietly."
He sneered, his eyes filled with the playful cruelty of a cat toying with a mouse.
Lin Feng's expression remained neutral. His eyes narrowed, and he suddenly sprang into action.
"SWOOSH!"
He became a blur, closing the distance in an instant. His hands shot out and clamped down on the man's shoulders.
A cold glint flashed in the man's eyes. He violently shook his arm, shrugging off the grip. At the same time, his other hand formed a claw and grabbed straight for Lin Feng's throat.
Lin Feng twisted aside to evade the claw, simultaneously driving his knee toward the man's ribs while his other hand grabbed for his opponent's wrist.
The man's expression remained unchanged. He punched the back of Lin Feng's hand, forcing him to release his grip in a flash of pain.
Taking this opportunity, the man quickly pulled back, creating distance between them.
"Oh, not bad!"
"Your speed is actually faster than mine. I underestimated you."
The man nodded. "But running into me today means you are fated to die here."
"Oh? I'm a little curious, who exactly sent you?"
Lin Feng frowned. Logically, he and this man should be complete strangers. Why would he be so intent on killing him?
Hearing his question, the man sneered, "You want me to tell you? Kid, you're not worthy of knowing!"
"Trash will always be trash. Asking such a stupid question when you're at death's door… you'll find out soon enough."
The man gave a cold smile. His presence seemed to expand as he unleashed a heavy, powerful Cannon Fist at Lin Feng. The attack tore through the air with a deafening sonic boom, like a clap of thunder, its power staggering.
"Kneel!"
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. With a great roar, his blood surged and his bones and sinews sang. Inner Strength exploded from him as he stomped the ground, launching himself forward like a cheetah to meet the man's attack head-on.
"BOOM!"
Their fists collided with a tremendous crash. A violent shockwave radiated outward, knocking both of them back two steps.
Lin Feng steadied himself, his gaze hardening. His fist was slightly numb. While it wasn't enough to affect his fighting ability, the sensation still surprised him.
"Oh? Your strength is greater than I expected. It seems I've underestimated you."
The man's eyes narrowed, clearly not having expected Lin Feng to be able to fight him on even terms.
However…
"But in the end, you're still no match for me. Your defeat is sealed!"
The man roared and shot toward Lin Feng again, his body as fast as lightning, his fist tearing through the air.
"Heh, the fight isn't over yet. It's a bit early to be talking about a sealed fate!"
Lin Feng gave a scornful laugh and leaped forward to meet him. His own fist tore through the air with a piercing whistle, aimed straight for the man's throat.
"CLANG!"
Their fists met again. This time, however, Lin Feng was once again knocked backward. A sharp glint flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"You're really something else."
The man sneered, his figure flashed, and he abruptly disappeared.
"You think I only know close-quarters combat? Utterly ridiculous."
A faint, detached smile touched Lin Feng's lips as he lashed out with both fists, striking the air around him.
"PING!"
A rapid series of metallic pings rang out. Every time the man tried to conceal himself in the shadows, Lin Feng would sense him in advance and react, forcing him back into the open.
"Damn it!"
The man's face was ashen. The alertness Lin Feng displayed far exceeded his imagination.
'How could this guy possess such keen instincts? Has he cultivated some advanced Cultivation Technique?'
But he quickly rejected the notion; Lin Feng shouldn't possess such an ability.
"WHOOSH!"
Suddenly, he saw the fleeting mockery deep in Lin Feng's eyes.
'Damn, it's a trap!'
His heart sank. A sharp pain suddenly erupted in his abdomen. The punch had thrown his internal energy circulation into chaos. He staggered back two steps before catching his balance.
"Cough, cough… You dare to injure me? I'm going to kill you!"
The man clutched his stomach, his face twisted in a ferocious snarl as he roared. He felt as if his very organs were quaking.
A fire seemed to be burning inside him, the pain causing sweat to bead on his forehead as his body trembled with faint, uncontrollable spasms.
"Heh, so what if I injured you? You think you can still get away?"
Lin Feng shook his head, his tone full of mockery.
"What did you say?"
The man's face stiffened at his words, then he revealed a cold smile.
"Don't get ahead of yourself. You, keep me here? In your dreams!"
"Haha, then let's wait and see."
The moment the words left his mouth, Lin Feng moved, launching another attack. The flurry of his fists was so immense it felt like the sky itself was falling on the man.
"Courting death!"
Enraged, the man gave a cold shout. He spread his arms like an eagle's wings, unbelievably managing to envelop the entire overwhelming barrage of fists.
Lin Feng's pupils contracted. He could clearly feel that the moment his fists touched the man's body, it was as if he had hit a thick, hard steel plate, letting out a series of dull thuds.
But in the next moment, waves of force swept over him, sending him flying. He nearly crashed to the ground.
"Cough, cough!"
His breathing in disarray, Lin Feng couldn't stop himself from coughing twice to clear his lungs. His fingers trembled slightly; he was clearly injured.
"Haha, is this the physical strength you were so proud of?"
The man laughed loudly. His body was actually completely unscathed.
A look of contempt appeared in his eyes as he mocked, "Is this the advantage you were so proud of? How pitiful."
Hearing this, Lin Feng's face immediately grew serious. His eyes narrowed slightly, and with a flick of one hand, several silver needles flew from his grip.
"SWOOSH!"
The next moment, as the silver needles glinted in the air, he instantly appeared at the man's side.
"Petty tricks!"
The man snorted coldly, sweeping his right leg out viciously toward Lin Feng's chest, his face full of disdain.
But to his astonishment, his kick hit nothing but air!