The Capital's Dragon Doctor

Wang Yi suddenly let out a loud laugh. A cold smirk curved his lips, and a bloodthirsty light glinted in his eyes.

"Today, I'll personally see you off!"

With that, Wang Yi lunged at Lin Feng again. His eyes were filled with a crazed battle lust, and his muscles bulged as if forged from steel, radiating power.

As he charged forward, he flicked his fingers, and a Willow Leaf Dart shot toward Lin Feng's temple with a sharp whistle.

"Just a few parlor tricks. You really have the nerve to show off such pathetic skills!"

A mocking smirk appeared on Lin Feng's face. He moved with agility, easily dodging Wang Yi's attack.

But just then, he suddenly heard a faint sound. He looked in its direction, and his pupils contracted instantly.

A small stone was shooting straight for him. He quickly sidestepped, but it still grazed his shoulder.

The stone tore through his clothes and took a piece of skin from his shoulder, drawing fresh red blood.

"Haha! So what if they're parlor tricks?"

"Let's see you dodge this time!"

Wang Yi sneered. 'Kick a man while he's down!'

He pushed off the ground and charged at Lin Feng again, his speed increasing so much that he became little more than a blur.

"Hmph!"

Seeing this, Lin Feng's expression darkened completely. With a low grunt, his body flickered and bizarrely vanished from the spot.

Wang Yi's face changed slightly at the sight, but he remained relatively calm, immediately adjusting his stance and vigilantly scanning his surroundings.

His vigilance paid off. The very next second, he felt Lin Feng appear behind him, and his back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

"SWOOSH!"

Wang Yi shot forward, dodging Lin Feng's fierce strike.

But Lin Feng seemed to have anticipated this move. He abruptly changed direction mid-motion and continued his attack with another punch.

At this point, Wang Yi could only raise his dagger to defend himself. He was very strong, but facing an all-out Lin Feng, he felt hesitant and constrained.

It was as if Lin Feng had predicted his every move. This stifling feeling made him incredibly frustrated!

"Damn it!"

After blocking the punch, Wang Yi didn't try to stand his ground. Instead, he used the force of Lin Feng's blow to retreat and create some distance between them.

"You little brat, I'll definitely kill you today!"

Wang Yi roared, his face utterly grim. Veins popped out on his forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Lin Feng like a wild beast.

He charged at Lin Feng, the dagger in his hand flashing with a cold light as it struck.

"Hmph. I already told you, your little tricks have no effect on me."

Lin Feng said coolly. Pain was radiating from his hands and other parts of his body, but he paid it no mind. In fact, he was growing more excited.

He needed an opponent to test the Cultivation Technique he had just acquired, and Wang Yi was the perfect candidate!

"BANG!"

Lin Feng's figure instantly blurred into Wang Yi's. Their forms intertwined in a rapid exchange, every single move packed with immense power!

They were locked in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand. Both fighters only grew fiercer as the battle raged on!

But gradually, Wang Yi started to lose ground. Lin Feng's relentless blows sent him stumbling backward, clearly putting him at a disadvantage!

"Heh heh, you brat, you've fallen for it!"

But just as Lin Feng prepared to strike one of Wang Yi's vital points, a strange smile appeared on his opponent's face.

'Huh? What's going on?'

Lin Feng was inwardly alarmed. In a flash, Wang Yi suddenly spun around and whipped a sharp dagger from his pocket.

Lin Feng's pupils shrank. He hadn't expected Wang Yi to pull a feint like this; the man was truly cunning.

"SHING!"

Wang Yi's dagger carved a beautiful arc as it stabbed toward Lin Feng's chest.

Lin Feng's heart pounded. He hastily shifted his body, narrowly dodging the dagger. Even so, it left a shallow, bloody gash across his chest.

"PFFT!"

Lin Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood and stumbled back. He couldn't believe Wang Yi would resort to a sneak attack!

"Haha... My dagger is poisoned! Now that my potent venom is in you, you won't last much longer!"

Wang Yi's wild laughter echoed as he held the blood-stained dagger, a savage grin on his face.

Hearing this, Lin Feng's expression grew solemn. 'The dagger was poisoned? This is going to be tricky. I have to find a solution, and fast!'

Wang Yi pressed his advantage, not wanting to give Lin Feng any chance to recover. This next strike had to severely injure him. Otherwise, if Lin Feng managed to turn the tables, the consequences would be unthinkable.

"Poison?"

"Let me tell you something—the one thing I'm not afraid of is poison!"

Clutching the wound on his chest, Lin Feng's lips curved into a wicked smile.

"Hmph. All talk!"

Wang Yi snorted, refusing to believe Lin Feng's nonsense. This was a poison he had personally developed—a single drop was lethal!

Even a Martial Artist in the Grandmaster Realm would be helpless against it, let alone someone like Lin Feng who hadn't even reached that level. He refused to believe the kid could withstand his poison!

"BANG!"

Wang Yi closed in again, swinging his dagger at Lin Feng's neck from a tricky, hard-to-dodge angle.

Lin Feng's eyebrow twitched. 'This Wang Yi has great combat awareness.' He quickly took a step to the side, dodging the fatal blow, and simultaneously shot his right arm out to grab the wrist holding the dagger.

"CLANG!"

The dagger slipped from his grasp and fell to the floor.

But Wang Yi had already prepared a follow-up attack. He launched a spinning kick straight at Lin Feng's chin.

Lin Feng's eyes turned cold. He planted one hand on the ground and vaulted into the air, dodging the ferocious strike.

"BANG!"

After his kick met only air, Wang Yi's foot slammed into the ground. The floor tiles instantly shattered, and his leg trembled slightly from the impact.

A taunting smile appeared on Lin Feng's face. "Is that all you've got?"

"Damn you!"

Humiliated and enraged, Wang Yi let out a furious roar as the aura around him doubled in intensity.

The oppressive pressure emanating from Wang Yi surged. Lin Feng didn't dare to be careless and met the attack with all his strength.

As the two forces collided, Wang Yi's feet dug into the ground. The hard concrete tiles cracked and splintered as his feet sank into them.

Lin Feng was sent flying backward, while Wang Yi was also forced back several meters before he could steady himself.

"You're... unhurt?"

Wang Yi was stunned, and his face turned ashen. 'How can this kid take such a beating?!'

Lin Feng wobbled for a moment before steadying himself, then casually stretched his limbs.

"You look like you haven't had a full meal. How about this: bring out everything you've got, and I'll play along."

Lin Feng grinned. He was thrilled. He craved a truly satisfying, all-out battle.