Chapter 321: Judgment
Wang Yi's fists smashed against Lin Feng's arms, and Lin Feng's body sank abruptly.
This Wang Yi was indeed formidable. From their brief exchange, Lin Feng could already tell that Wang Yi was now prepared to fight to the death.
So, he chose to avoid a direct confrontation.
When Wang Yi saw that Lin Feng actually dared to meet his two heavy punches head-on, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. 'This Lin Feng is courting death.'
BANG!
Lin Feng's right foot shot out in a vicious, ruthless kick aimed straight for Wang Yi's ribs.
Although it looked like he was trading blows with Wang Yi, his attacks were actually a feint. His main goal was to use this method to drain Wang Yi's stamina and Inner Strength.
After all, Wang Yi was a Late-stage Innate Realm Ancient Martial Artist, a minor realm higher than Lin Feng.
Therefore, a simple close-quarters brawl wouldn't be very effective for either of them. The only thing Lin Feng could do was to weaken Wang Yi's combat strength through these tactics.
Seeing Lin Feng's kick, Wang Yi's eyes narrowed. He abruptly shot his hands out to grab Lin Feng's ankle, trying to break his balance and directly suppress him.
But seeing this, Lin Feng wasn't the least bit panicked. Instead, a cruel smile played on his lips as his right foot suddenly accelerated toward Wang Yi's ribs.
He was going to trade injury for injury!
'This kid, is he really not afraid?!'
Seeing Lin Feng's move, Wang Yi's pupils contracted. He clearly hadn't expected Lin Feng to be so ruthless and decisive.
POW!
Wang Yi's hands clamped directly onto Lin Feng's ankle. A sharp pain shot through Lin Feng; he felt as if his ankle was caught in a steel vise, the agony unbearable.
But at the same time, his other foot stomped out viciously. A powerful gust of wind swept the area. His foot was enveloped in formidable Inner Strength; if it landed, it would absolutely cripple Wang Yi.
'Not good!'
Wang Yi's pupils shrank. He hastily let go of Lin Feng's ankle, ducking just in time to dodge the fatal blow.
Beads of sweat the size of peas broke out on his forehead. He had almost stumbled on an easy mark. This kid's moves were too bizarre and unpredictable, making them impossible to defend against.
But now that he knew the pattern of these attacks, his own offense became much simpler. With a flicker of his body, Wang Yi once again closed in on Lin Feng.
He couldn't delay any longer, or he would fall into a disadvantageous position.
POW!
Wang Yi's fists rained down like a storm. Lin Feng could only struggle to parry, gradually losing ground.
Moreover, he could feel his strength waning. If this continued, he definitely wouldn't be able to last much longer.
Seeing Lin Feng gradually being pushed back, a cold smile appeared on Wang Yi's lips as he charged at Lin Feng again.
"Kid, get on your knees!"
Wang Yi growled, his fists striking like thunder toward Lin Feng's knees. If these two punches connected, they would cause a compound fracture.
Seeing Wang Yi's fierce attack, Lin Feng didn't dare to be careless. He quickly sidestepped the punch, his palm shooting up and striking Wang Yi hard in the stomach.
PFFT!
A mouthful of dark red blood sprayed out, and Wang Yi staggered backward.
Lin Feng gave chase, his movements graceful and agile. His feet pushed off the ground in quick succession, leaving a trail of afterimages that nearly cut off all of Wang Yi's escape routes.
THUD!
Lin Feng landed a kick right on Wang Yi's ass. The kick, packed with dense Inner Strength, connected solidly, sending Wang Yi flying.
Wang Yi let out a bloodcurdling scream as his body flew backward, slamming heavily against the door. He felt a heart-rending pain tear through his entire body.
He struggled to his feet, his eyes bloodshot and fixed on Lin Feng with an icy gaze.
"You deserve to die!"
Wang Yi's voice was hoarse, filled with killing intent, as he spoke one word at a time.
Lin Feng's gaze was calm and indifferent. He looked at his own hands, shook his head, and said, "Your speed and strength have improved a lot."
Hearing Lin Feng's words, Wang Yi was momentarily stunned. He frowned, but then it dawned on him. 'So Lin Feng really is brazenly confident. It seems he was prepared for this all along.'
"I admit you're outstanding, a top talent among the younger generation. But today, you are destined to fail. You must pay the price!"
Wang Yi's tone was bone-chilling. He slowly raised his left hand, and a ferocious aura filled the secluded path.
Lin Feng's expression immediately grew solemn, his eyes filled with intense killing intent. 'This Wang Yi is an extremely dangerous enemy. Leaving him alive will only lead to trouble later on.'
But it was the middle of the night, and with no light around, it was impossible to see Wang Yi's movements clearly. Lin Feng could only rely on his keen senses to detect danger.
POW!
A series of muffled thuds echoed continuously. Wang Yi's figure flickered non-stop, his movements so fast they were utterly unpredictable.
But Lin Feng continued to defend steadily.
After another fierce exchange, Wang Yi's right leg swept across and struck Lin Feng's waist. The powerful kick sent Lin Feng flying, and he slammed hard against a wall. The immense force made Lin Feng spit out a mouthful of bloody foam.
"Kid, I suggest you surrender! Otherwise, only death awaits you!"
Wang Yi said, looking down on Lin Feng from a superior position. He was certain of his victory.
Lin Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes resolute. He gave a cold snort and slowly got to his feet.
He knew he was no match for Wang Yi, but the situation was no longer his to choose. He could only fight to the death. Even if he lost, he refused to flee like a beaten dog.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, and his figure suddenly shot forward. His hands danced, cleverly merging the soft power of Tai Chi Fist with the unyielding hardness of Baji Fist, making his strikes even sharper.
POW!
Lin Feng's fist collided with Wang Yi's iron fist, creating a dull thud.
This time, both of them were knocked backward. Lin Feng's feet dug into the ground, creating several shallow pits in the floor before he managed to stop his momentum.
A searing pain shot through the webbing between Lin Feng's thumb and forefinger. His arms trembled slightly, and his chest heaved violently.
Wang Yi's arms also felt sore and numb. He was shocked to his core, because a faint sense of paralysis was creeping up his arms.
'I know that even though the art Lin Feng cultivates is the complete opposite of mine, he has unique techniques. And he's even developed a new style. This Lin Feng is just too troublesome. I have to finish him quickly!'
SWOOSH!
Wang Yi's figure pounced forward once more, his movements even faster than before. The air crackled with sonic booms as his body transformed into a streak of black light, charging toward Lin Feng.