Chapter 327: Anomaly
The muscles on his body bulged, hard as forged steel and brimming with explosive power.
True Qi circulated within Zhao Biao's body. Right now, he looked like a complete monster!
Yet Lin Feng remained standing with his hands clasped behind his back, completely unfazed, as if he hadn't even noticed Zhao Biao's strange transformation.
A hint of seriousness, however, had surfaced in his eyes.
'This Body Cultivation Secret Technique of his is certainly strange. At the very least, I've never seen anything like it before.'
'But I can also tell this Body Cultivation Secret Technique has massive flaws. With my experience, I can see that he won't last an hour at most. I probably don't even need to do anything; he'll just collapse on his own.'
Zhao Biao's eyes were bloodshot. He looked like a madman. With a sudden roar, he shot forward like a cannonball, appearing before Lin Feng in the blink of an eye!
"BOOM!"
The next second, they shot past each other. A palm strike from Lin Feng had slashed open Zhao Biao's left arm, and blood gushed out!
"Ugh... AHHHH! You damn bastard! You dare injure my left arm! If I don't fucking kill you today, I'll take your last name!!"
Zhao Biao roared in fury, his face contorting in agony as he endured the intense pain.
'Even though this arm is injured, I'm still incredibly strong. If I'm willing to pay the price, I can definitely get my revenge.'
"You should be more worried about yourself."
Lin Feng's voice was frigid. He stomped his foot hard on the ground, and his body instantly vanished.
"SWOOSH!"
Lin Feng's figure flickered, reappearing at Zhao Biao's side in an instant. The next moment, he grabbed Zhao Biao's hair with one hand and, with the other, swung a vicious slap at his head.
Caught off guard, Zhao Biao took the full force of Lin Feng's slap. Two of his teeth flew out, and blood streamed from his mouth.
"AH! I'm going to kill you!"
Zhao Biao roared. The fiery aura around him flared as he threw a vicious punch. The force of the blow howled through the air, aimed squarely at Lin Feng's chest.
'Tsk, this guy is tougher than he looks.'
Lin Feng's brow furrowed in the face of such a ferocious assault. Even though he had the upper hand, that last exchange had still made his arm go slightly numb.
But he quickly readjusted and prepared to face him again.
Zhao Biao was, after all, a Martial Artist at the Late Stage of Innate, his strength magnified by the Secret Technique. Even for Lin Feng, who possessed the terrifying ability to defeat opponents in higher realms, the fight was becoming slightly strenuous.
But he wasn't in a hurry, choosing instead to continue grappling with Zhao Biao.
"POW!"
Zhao Biao lashed out with a whip kick. Lin Feng dodged it, then casually blocked it with a palm strike.
After the exchange, they briefly separated. Zhao Biao seized the chance to take a few steps back, his face a mask of solemnity.
'From that last exchange, I know one thing for sure: this Lin Feng isn't famous for nothing.'
'His combat experience is immense. His defense is flawless, and every single move is perfectly executed.'
'He's not giving me any opening to break his defense. Even when my attacks land, they have no real effect!'
'Dammit, how is this kid so tough to deal with?'
Zhao Biao gritted his teeth, veins throbbing on his forehead. He finally understood. He had really picked a fight with the wrong person this time. He had to be careful!
"I refuse to believe I can't beat you!"
With that thought, Zhao Biao let out a low growl and lunged forward again.
"Get lost."
But Lin Feng simply threw another punch, aiming straight for Zhao Biao's abdomen—right where his Dantian was located. The strike was blindingly fast, like a bolt of lightning!
Zhao Biao's pupils shrank. He clearly hadn't expected Lin Feng to suddenly change tactics and take the offensive!
"Hmph!"
He grunted, stomped his right foot on the ground, and leaned back sharply to evade. Simultaneously, he drove his right knee up, aiming for Lin Feng's own!
However, the corner of Lin Feng's mouth curved into a slight smile. His body swayed bizarrely, and in the next instant, he was right beside Zhao Biao's arm, striking out with his elbow!
Zhao Biao froze on the spot. Lin Feng's elbow was pressed right against his ribs, making it impossible for him to move.
"So fast!"
Zhao Biao's face grew taut as he cried out in shock. He couldn't believe that his own brilliant move had been so effortlessly countered by a young man who couldn't be more than twenty!
His reflexes were incredibly fast, however. A split second later, he was swinging his right arm violently at Lin Feng, trying to overpower him with brute force!
Lin Feng's reaction was just as fast. With a flicker, he dodged the punch, simultaneously forming a fist with his left hand and striking at Zhao Biao's neck.
Zhao Biao's expression darkened. He shifted his body nimbly to the right by an inch, narrowly avoiding Lin Feng's attack. He then leaped into the air, his right foot a blur as it shot toward Lin Feng's midsection!
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. His left palm formed a blade hand as it chopped down!
"CLANG!"
The sound of metal striking metal rang out as Zhao Biao's leg collided with Lin Feng's palm.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, and his body trembled slightly. But Zhao Biao had it worse. He felt as if he'd kicked a mountain, and the stabbing pain from his leg bone made his face contort!
"Damn it, how can he be so strong!"
His eyes widened in horror. A sharp, piercing pain shot through his leg bone, nearly causing him to lose his balance.
But he had no time to think, because Lin Feng was already attacking again.
He stomped his foot, and his body shot forward like an arrow released from its bow, kicking up a fierce gust of wind.
"Insignificant tricks!"
Taking a step back, Zhao Biao gave a low shout. The Qi Force throughout his body began to boil. He spread his arms, straightened his legs, and swept violently toward Lin Feng, his speed increasing to an unbelievable degree!
This was a combination technique he had just learned. Its power was immense, and when combined with his unique physique, it could reach four times the speed of sound—far faster than the norm!
"SWOOSH!"
Zhao Biao's speed was incredible. He appeared before Lin Feng in the blink of an eye, his form like a phantom, impossible to track.
"Heh, just an insignificant trick."
Lin Feng gave a faint smile. With a slight shudder, a majestic surge of Inner Strength erupted from his body, sending out invisible ripples. He abruptly appeared right in front of Zhao Biao, throwing a punch at his head.
"PFFT!"
The very air seemed to tear as Lin Feng's fist shot out, accompanied by the faint whistle of displaced air.
The force contained within that one punch was simply terrifying!
Zhao Biao's pupils shrank violently. Before Lin Feng's fist even drew near, he already sensed mortal danger!
"Don't even think about it!"
In that instant, he raised his thick, powerful arms to shield his front, forcibly blocking Lin Feng's strike.
At the same time, he used the force of the blow to fall backward while simultaneously unleashing a fierce kick with his power-charged left leg!