Chapter 315: Vanished
At Lin Feng's words, the smile on Wang Yi's face vanished, replaced by a seething rage. He clenched his fists, his muscles trembling violently.
"HAAH!"
Wang Yi let out a low roar and leaped into the air, his right leg whipping through the air as it came crashing down on Lin Feng.
Faced with such a powerful blow, Lin Feng's pupils constricted. He sidestepped without hesitation, and after dodging the attack, he jabbed his right elbow sharply at Wang Yi.
Wang Yi's expression changed slightly as he hurriedly raised his hand to block. The tip of Lin Feng's elbow slammed into his wrist, and the powerful impact forced a grunt from him. He slid several feet to the side, nearly falling to the ground.
"THUD!"
Lin Feng's knee slammed viciously into Wang Yi's stomach, doubling him over again!
He hastily pressed both palms against Lin Feng's knee, his body bending even further to disperse most of the force from the blow.
"Cough, cough."
Wang Yi coughed violently, his face growing pale. He stared at Lin Feng, his eyes filled with gravity and fear, clearly startled by the ferocity of the assault.
Lin Feng slowly reined in his aura. Though he appeared calm and collected on the surface, his mind was actually in turmoil.
During their exchange, he had clearly sensed that Wang Yi's strength far surpassed that of an ordinary Ancient Martial Artist. But his own physique was formidable as well, which was why he dared to meet the attacks head-on.
"SHING!"
However, at that very moment, he heard a faint sound as a gleaming silver dagger sliced silently toward his neck.
Lin Feng jerked his head to the side, barely dodging the fatal strike, but the dagger still left a vicious, bloody gash across his neck.
"HISS!"
A sharp pain shot through him, forcing a gasp. He quickly pressed two acupoints on his neck with one finger to stop the bleeding, but sweat had already beaded on his forehead.
'This Wang Yi is a real piece of work, using a dagger in a sneak attack!'
"Heh heh..."
Wang Yi stood his ground, watching Lin Feng with a sinister gaze. He twirled a dagger he'd picked up from somewhere, a smug, triumphant smile plastered on his face.
"Kid, weren't you so arrogant a moment ago? What's wrong, not making a move? Come on, keep it up!"
His face twisted with rage. He had been worried he couldn't beat Lin Feng, but who would have thought the guy would fall for his dirty trick? The satisfaction was immense, as if the whole world had suddenly gone quiet. He let out a long sigh of relief.
Lin Feng remained expressionless, but his gaze toward Wang Yi was ice-cold, as if he were looking at a corpse.
"You really like using sneak attacks, don't you? Fine, I'll play your game today."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng shot forward. He swung his left hand, aiming a fierce palm strike at Wang Yi's chest.
"Hmph! Petty tricks!"
Wang Yi said with disdain.
But he didn't dare let his guard down and quickly raised a palm to block the attack.
With a loud BANG, Lin Feng's palm slammed into Wang Yi's hand. The sheer force made Wang Yi's wrist tremble.
'Damn it!'
Wang Yi was shocked and hastily retreated two steps.
But Lin Feng didn't pause. Pressing his advantage, he stepped forward and raised his right leg, kicking at Wang Yi's head with lightning speed.
'Damn it, this guy is fast!'
Wang Yi cursed inwardly and had no choice but to raise his arm to block.
"THUD!"
Another loud THUD. Lin Feng's foot slammed hard against Wang Yi's arm, and the immense force sent a faint CRACKLING sound through his bones.
"Cough, cough!"
Wang Yi coughed twice and staggered backward, finally collapsing to the ground. He clutched his chest, looked up at Lin Feng with pure killing intent, and shouted through gritted teeth.
"Damn it, how can his physical strength be so monstrous? It's unbelievable!"
Seeing Wang Yi's sorry state, Lin Feng couldn't help but shake his head. "I advise you to surrender," he said coldly. "Save yourself from more pain."
His words were laced with an intense dominance, as if he were an emperor looking down upon the fallen Wang Yi.
"In your dreams! I will never surrender!"
Gritting his teeth, Wang Yi struggled back to his feet, his face a mask of grim determination.
"Hmph. Then die!"
Lin Feng snorted coldly. In a single step, he closed the distance to Wang Yi, his right leg rising high before chopping down with a force that seemed to tear through the very air!
Seeing the attack approach, Wang Yi's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly circulated his Inner Strength, gathering it in his fist before punching viciously at Lin Feng's descending leg!
A mocking smile touched Lin Feng's lips; he had already anticipated Wang Yi's reaction. He instantly aborted his kick, instead throwing a powerful punch that collided with Wang Yi's own fist.
"BOOM!"
Another muffled impact, and both fighters retreated several steps.
Lin Feng rubbed his slightly numb fist, a grave expression on his face. Wang Yi's strength was much greater than before.
At this moment, Wang Yi's expression was even uglier. He glared at Lin Feng, his eyes filled with hatred, and snarled, "Bastard! You piece of trash, you dare to hurt me? I'm going to kill you!"
With that, he stomped his foot and shot forward in an instant, the dagger in his hand flashing with a cold, sinister light.
"HUPH!"
Lin Feng took a deep breath. His eyes snapped open, a sharp light flaring within their dark depths. Employing a profound footwork technique, he charged forward to meet Wang Yi's attack.
The two clashed once again. Wang Yi's strength was terrifying; an ordinary Ancient Martial Artist would have been overwhelmed by such a ferocious assault long ago.
But Lin Feng was no ordinary Ancient Martial Artist. He had once been the master of the Immortal Doctor Valley, and everything he consumed and used was an extremely rare treasure.
This made his physique far superior to that of an ordinary Martial Artist. So, even though he was at a disadvantage for being unarmed, he wasn't so outmatched that he couldn't even fight back.
"Get lost!"
Lin Feng unleashed a sweeping whip kick, lashing it viciously toward Wang Yi's waist. Seeing this, Wang Yi's expression turned grim.
He knew just how powerful Lin Feng was, so he didn't dare to continue his attack. Instead, he pulled back his dagger and crossed his arms in front of his waist to absorb the blow head-on!
"Hmph. Kid, you're out of tricks now, aren't you!"
Although the kick stung, Wang Yi ignored the pain. He let out a vicious laugh, and his right hand shot out like a claw, grabbing for Lin Feng's throat!
'This Wang Yi is a real handful. Not only is his defense superb, but his speed and agility are also excellent. He's not even weaker than me in terms of raw strength!'
"BOOM!"
Lin Feng raised a fist and smashed it against Wang Yi's hand. The two immense forces collided, pushing both fighters back three or four steps before they regained their balance.
"Hahaha... Your physique is impressive, I'll give you that. But it's a pity you don't know how to use it. You are destined to fall by my hand!"