Chapter 329: Immense Force
"Damn it, I'm furious!"
Zhao Biao's rage surged to the heavens. He threw his head back and roared, his voice thick with a savage aura.
BANG!
Zhao Biao stomped his foot heavily, and the ground beneath him instantly cracked apart. His figure shot out like an arrow loosed from a bow, launching a flurry of kicks aimed straight at Lin Feng's face!
BAM!
A dense flurry of afterimages appeared in the wake of Zhao Biao's feet, each kick packing immense power!
But Lin Feng remained as calm and collected as ever. He fended off Zhao Biao's barrage of kicks while looking for an opportunity to launch his own attack.
WHOOSH!
Zhao Biao's footwork grew faster and faster, while Lin Feng was forced to retreat continuously.
But Zhao Biao's attacks were simply too swift. Lin Feng could only rely on his keen senses and vast experience to barely dodge them. Occasionally, a strike would graze his robes, sending a stinging pain across Lin Feng's skin as if it were about to be torn open.
However, although Zhao Biao's attacks were incomparably swift, they ultimately failed to even touch the hem of Lin Feng's clothes.
"Damn it!"
Zhao Biao roared, a terrifying, cold glint flashing in his eyes.
He never would have imagined that this young man, who looked to be in his twenties, would be so difficult to deal with. He was as slippery as an eel, making it impossible for Zhao Biao to land a single blow. In contrast, Lin Feng's own fists and feet were constantly threatening his face.
Although he hadn't been injured yet, this feeling of being tied up and restricted was incredibly frustrating.
Moreover, he understood that as time went on and his stamina drained, the probability of him losing this fight would become very high!
BANG!
At this thought, Zhao Biao didn't dare to delay. He began to swing his fists wildly. Every punch was vicious, every kick was swift, but he was still completely unable to force Lin Feng to reveal any opening.
His attacks grew slower and slower. In his impatience, he suddenly gritted his teeth, leaped into the air, and clamped his legs together, bringing them down in a vicious kick aimed at Lin Feng's head!
BOOM!
This kick contained nearly eighty percent of Zhao Biao's power and whistled through the air as it shot toward Lin Feng's head.
Seeing Zhao Biao's desperate stance, Lin Feng didn't dare to be careless. His figure suddenly vanished. The moment Zhao Biao's kick hit empty air, Lin Feng closed the distance again, striking directly at the Danzhong acupoint on his chest!
"Heh heh."
Zhao Biao let out a cold laugh. He abruptly released his legs, then, faster than a clap of thunder, he stomped hard on the ground.
The floorboards immediately exploded, creating a crater. As Zhao Biao's body shot up from the recoil, his right hand formed a blade, stabbing toward Lin Feng's abdomen from a cunning and bizarre angle!
This move was a kung fu technique passed down in his family for many years. It was incredibly powerful, but executing it required superb physical flexibility, making it his trump card in close-quarters combat.
But just as his right hand was about to pierce Lin Feng's stomach, he discovered to his horror that it had passed right through Lin Feng's body. Meanwhile, a wicked, knowing smile played on Lin Feng's lips.
'This is bad!'
Zhao Biao's expression changed drastically. Without any hesitation, he hastily dodged backward, narrowly avoiding Lin Feng's counter-move!
"His reaction speed is pretty good."
Lin Feng was somewhat surprised by his opponent's reaction. Immediately after, he flicked his toe, sending a piece of rubble from the ground flying up. It shot like a meteor toward Zhao Biao's throat.
"Hmph!"
Seeing this, Zhao Biao snorted coldly, extended one hand, and caught the piece of ordinary rubble that was flying like a sharp weapon.
But the force behind it was no joke. His entire right arm immediately trembled violently a couple of times, and a hint of pain showed on his face.
At that moment, Lin Feng had already closed in. He shot out his other hand, morphing it from a palm into a fist as it flew toward Zhao Biao's chest!
"Get lost!"
Zhao Biao roared, suddenly twisting his body to dodge Lin Feng's punch while simultaneously landing a punch of his own on Lin Feng's chest!
But to his surprise, the punch felt like it had hit a steel plate. The immense rebound force instantly made his arm go a bit numb, but he ignored the pain and dodged backward again!
Lin Feng, however, took this opportunity to suddenly and explosively retreat, widening the distance between himself and Zhao Biao.
SWISH!
The instant Lin Feng retreated, Zhao Biao abruptly appeared in front of him. His palm, as large as a cattail fan, swatted mercilessly toward Lin Feng's head.
His speed was too fast, catching Lin Feng off guard. He could only hastily raise a fist to meet the attack.
BAM!
The palm landed squarely on Lin Feng's fist.
'What a pain!'
A grave look flashed in his eyes. Lin Feng's eyebrow twitched as he tapped his toe on the ground and leaped high into the air, scissoring his legs toward Zhao Biao's waist!
RIP!
Along with the sound of tearing cloth, a patch of crimson instantly appeared on Zhao Biao's waist, dripping with fresh blood!
"Bastard!"
Zhao Biao let out a low roar and staggered back a few steps. But he didn't give up because of this; instead, he continued to charge at Lin Feng!
THUD!
Lin Feng's attacks grew increasingly sharp, but Zhao Biao's defense was watertight. Although injured, he showed no signs of panic.
Meanwhile, a light sweat had formed on Lin Feng's forehead. It was clear his Inner Strength was being consumed at a considerable rate. Zhao Biao, on the other hand, was relentless, his attacks sticking to Lin Feng like a shadow, giving him no chance to catch his breath!
BAM!
The two clashed head-on again, and both were forced back several steps!
Lin Feng took a deep breath, circulating his Inner Strength to slowly recover what he had consumed.
"Kid, you've pissed me off. I'm definitely going to slaughter you today."
Zhao Biao said viciously, his eyes icy and brimming with chilling killing intent. He shook out his numb arms, channeling the Inner Strength within his body to every corner.
Before this, he hadn't wanted to make an enemy of Lin Feng and had hoped to resolve things peacefully. But Lin Feng clearly didn't feel the same.
Besides, both sides were now fighting with real fire; it was impossible to stop now.
Since it had come to this, the only option was a life-or-death struggle. Otherwise, it was still uncertain who would win and who would lose!
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes, staring at Zhao Biao. At this moment, Zhao Biao's aura had grown even stronger. It was obvious he was preparing to use his full strength to fight to the death!
He knew this battle was inevitable, so his expression gradually darkened.
The two exchanged a wary glance before charging at each other simultaneously. This time, Lin Feng's assault was even more domineering, giving his opponent no openings whatsoever.
CRACK!
Zhao Biao dodged Lin Feng's attack again, his body jerking back to create distance. Once he had pulled away, he began his own frenzied assault.
His left hand was a fist, his right a claw. Every punch and kick struck with the force of a landslide, causing the pressure on Lin Feng to multiply.
BAM!
Lin Feng jabbed with two fingers, blocking Zhao Biao's attack, then took several quick steps back. A sharp glint erupted from his eyes!
WHOOSH!
Lin Feng suddenly raised his arm, his five fingers curling into a hook like an iron claw as he swiped at Zhao Biao's neck.