Chapter 314: Confidence
But that didn't mean he lacked the confidence to kill his opponent!
Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, a muscle in Wang Yi's jaw twitched. Lin Feng's arrogant, overbearing attitude made him grit his teeth in hatred. He roared, "Cut the fucking act! I'm going to beat you to a pulp!"
With a great roar, he leaped into the air. Bending his knees, he swung one leg high and brought it crashing down toward Lin Feng's head. The kick carried immense force—ferocious, unparalleled, and powerful enough to shatter mountains and crack stone!
Seeing this, Lin Feng's pupils contracted. He crossed his arms in front of him, just barely managing to block Wang Yi's attack.
BAM!
A dull thud echoed as Lin Feng was sent stumbling back a good seven or eight steps before he regained his footing. As his arms slowly fell to his sides, he felt as if his internal organs had been scrambled.
'This Wang Yi's strength is absolutely terrifying!'
Wang Yi's attack was simply too ferocious. Lin Feng had no time to circulate his Inner Strength and could only rely on his own powerful physique to meet the blow head-on. But even with his incredibly tough body, he was struggling to withstand Wang Yi's assault.
From that single exchange, however, Lin Feng had gotten a preliminary measure of Wang Yi. He had immense strength, but his speed was lacking and his reactions were relatively sluggish. Only his offensive power was extreme.
After a moment's thought, Lin Feng decided to use his own strengths to defeat his opponent.
WHOOSH!
He took a sudden step forward, stomped his right foot, and shot forward like a cannonball, aiming a vicious kick straight at Wang Yi's head.
"Hmph! A petty trick!"
Wang Yi snorted. His hands flashed, shifting into a finger strike aimed straight for Lin Feng's shin. He knew he wasn't fast, but he excelled at close-quarters combat.
His iron fists, in particular, were astonishingly powerful—capable of piercing a steel plate with ease.
This was precisely his greatest advantage.
His iron fists were incredibly durable; ordinary weapons couldn't even scratch them. Moreover, having trained for many years, he was a battle-hardened veteran with a vast repertoire of techniques. Each style he knew possessed its own unique power, far beyond what common martial arts could compare to.
This meant that Wang Yi's strength, speed, and reflexes combined to place him at a peak level. One could only imagine the combat prowess of a Martial Artist like him when he went all out!
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. His opponent's reactions were surprisingly sharp; he had instantly judged the direction of the attack and even prepared a counter. 'This guy really wasn't going to be easy to deal with.'
'But so what?'
Lin Feng snorted. He snapped his right leg back and dodged sideways, avoiding Wang Yi's strike by a hair's breadth.
Immediately after, Lin Feng threw his left fist. Immense power instantly converged on his knuckles. Before the punch even landed, the sheer force of its approach kicked up a gale, shattering the surrounding concrete and sending fragments flying everywhere.
BANG!
The punch slammed viciously into Wang Yi's chest. His shirt instantly disintegrated, revealing a muscular torso as a colossal wave of force surged from Lin Feng's fist into his body.
Wang Yi's face instantly flushed crimson, but he didn't retreat. Instead, he used the force of Lin Feng's blow to propel himself backward several steps, avoiding the embarrassment of being knocked to the ground.
Lin Feng frowned. His opponent's resilience was surprisingly high. Though slightly taken aback, he didn't stop. In a blur of motion, he unleashed a flurry of kicks like a violent storm.
Not to be outdone, Wang Yi blocked Lin Feng's attacks again and again.
BAM!
After a brief period of testing each other out, both men unleashed their strongest close-combat techniques, frantically attacking one another.
In an instant, the vast space was filled with the dull thuds of their colliding fists and feet, creating a visually stunning scene.
After several dozen exchanges in this fierce battle, Wang Yi's expression suddenly changed. He abruptly fell back, clutching his shoulder and staring at Lin Feng with a dark look.
Lin Feng pressed his advantage, his right fist held tight to his waist, poised and gathering power. If Wang Yi were to fall, this punch would undoubtedly deliver a devastating blow.
"Damn it!"
Wang Yi cursed inwardly, his eyes filled with resentment. Since joining the Dragon Team, he had never encountered such a tenacious opponent.
Lin Feng's series of attacks had caught him completely off guard. 'Just how powerful is his body?!' he wondered.
BOOM!
The sound of Lin Feng's fist tearing through the air echoed as it shot straight for Wang Yi's throat, carrying an unparalleled, terrifying power.
CLANG!
However, Wang Yi's reactions were by no means slow. He hastily retreated a step, then suddenly spun around, his legs sweeping out like a whip.
THWACK!
With a dull thud, Lin Feng was sent flying. He tumbled several times in mid-air before hitting the ground.
PANT... PANT...
Wang Yi took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on Lin Feng with a sinister glare.
His entire body ached and his arms were numb. It was clear that Lin Feng's assault had inflicted considerable damage.
"This kid's physique is too strong. He's truly a gifted Ancient Martial Cultivator!"
Wang Yi's eyes narrowed. Lin Feng's physique was indeed powerful, and his offensive techniques were endless. Against anyone else, in such a high-intensity battle, Lin Feng would have likely worn them down to death.
"You've lost!"
Lin Feng said coldly, lunging at Wang Yi again. He had no more interest in wasting time. Since Wang Yi wanted to kill him, he would stop holding back.
"I've lost? My ass! Don't celebrate too early!"
Wang Yi sneered, then suddenly ducked low, bizarrely slipping past Lin Feng's line of attack and reaching for his crotch.
"You learn fast!"
Lin Feng froze for a second, a contemptuous smile touching his lips. He quickly pulled back his foot and dodged away.
"Haha, what? You think you're the only one who gets to land a hit?"
Wang Yi let out a sinister chuckle, his words dripping with sarcasm.
Hearing this, Lin Feng felt a sense of exasperation. He hadn't expected his opponent to be so shameless.
But his opponent's moves were so cunning and vicious that for a moment, he had no answer but to fall back and avoid the main thrust of the attack.
BANG!
Suddenly, Wang Yi slapped a hand on the ground. A small stone shot out, grazing past Lin Feng's ear, scraping the skin and drawing a thin trickle of blood.
Lin Feng's eyebrow twitched as he stared at Wang Yi with ice-cold eyes.
"Hehe, I was just a little careless earlier. Did you really think I couldn't kill you?"
Wang Yi clasped his hands behind his back and spoke coldly, a faint smile on his face, as if he paid Lin Feng no mind at all.
The corner of Lin Feng's mouth curved into a sneer. "Trash is still trash. You think someone like you can beat me? You're delusional!"
"You're courting death!"