Chapter 330: Gully
"Want to take my life? In your dreams!"
Zhao Biao roared and threw up an elbow to block.
"CLANG!"
A sharp, metallic clang rang out. The shockwave from the impact radiated outward, sending out terrifying ripples!
Lin Feng was thrown backward, his feet plowing two deep trenches in the sand. Meanwhile, the tremendous force of the impact sent Zhao Biao stumbling back a full four or five steps before he could regain his footing!
But Lin Feng had only retreated two or three steps, his face merely a little pale. This showed just how formidable his physical body was, to be able to withstand a full-power blow from Zhao Biao.
Moreover, his hands only trembled slightly; he was completely uninjured.
Seeing this, Zhao Biao was utterly stunned. He couldn't believe Lin Feng could overpower him with sheer physical strength. It was simply inconceivable!
But the facts spoke for themselves: Lin Feng clearly had the advantage. Zhao Biao knew he'd gotten the worse of that trade. He could feel that Lin Feng's power was much greater than his, and their clash had already demonstrated how unbelievably tough Lin Feng's body was.
'Even using my Inner Strength, I only fought him to a standstill.'
At this moment, Lin Feng had forced Zhao Biao into a corner!
"Damn it!"
Zhao Biao gritted his teeth, a vicious glint in his eyes. With a roar, his muscles tensed as he pounced at Lin Feng like a wild beast!
Lin Feng shot him an indifferent glance before suddenly leaning forward. At the same time, he drove his knee up, slamming it viciously into Zhao Biao's shoulder!
"In your dreams!"
Feeling the pain in his shoulder, Zhao Biao clenched his jaw. He fought through the agony and forced his shoulder downward with all his might!
"BAM!"
Their legs crashed together with a dull thud. Lin Feng's face flushed red, and his ankle gave way, nearly causing him to stumble and fall.
Zhao Biao, however, used the force of the rebound to quickly put some distance between them. A savage grin spread across his face; he had now found one of Lin Feng's openings.
Seeing his chance, he lunged, pouncing on Lin Feng like a cheetah!
Lin Feng's pupils constricted. He had no time to react and could only muster what strength he had left to throw a punch, hoping it would be enough to force Zhao Biao back, giving him a moment's reprieve to look for a chance to counterattack.
"BAM!"
Another dull thud echoed. Zhao Biao's advance halted for a second, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
But Zhao Biao paid it no mind, continuing his charge toward Lin Feng with that same savage grin. With no other choice, Lin Feng swung his fists, and the two became locked in a fierce brawl.
"BAM!"
Explosive cracks echoed in the air as their fists met in a flurry of blows. Each impact produced a jarring, bone-rattling sound!
But Zhao Biao had more years of cultivation under his belt, and his martial arts were a notch above Lin Feng's. An exchange like this was putting Lin Feng at a great disadvantage.
The longer he fought, the more dominant Zhao Biao became. He unleashed his Tiger Claw Technique to its fullest, forcing Lin Feng onto the defensive, barely able to hold on.
Lin Feng's brow furrowed deeper. His situation was becoming extremely dangerous. 'If this keeps up, I'll lose for sure once my Inner Strength runs out!'
"Haha!"
Seeing the grave expression on Lin Feng's face, Zhao Biao let out a loud laugh.
"Aren't you supposed to be so tough, you little bastard? Since you didn't want to make peace, you can prepare to die today!"
Without another moment's hesitation, Zhao Biao threw a side kick straight at Lin Feng's abdomen.
Sensing the danger, Lin Feng hastily retreated. But Zhao Biao pressed his advantage, launching himself forward like a cannonball!
"Kneel before me!"
Zhao Biao unleashed a barrage of kicks, relentlessly aiming for Lin Feng's face, chest, and even his groin. He showed no mercy, but Lin Feng managed to dodge every single attack just in time!
"BAM!"
Lin Feng was forced into a constant retreat, but Zhao Biao gave him no quarter. Though Lin Feng chose to evade the brunt of each blow, Zhao Biao's attacks remained as sharp as ever!
This left Lin Feng feeling incredibly frustrated. They were both masters at the Late Stage of Innate; in theory, their strengths should be about equal!
However, Zhao Biao had the advantage of more years of cultivation and, more importantly, a background as a street thug. He was far more familiar with the techniques of close-quarters brawling than Lin Feng.
He was a master of dirty tricks, which made Lin Feng's disadvantage all the more apparent.
Furthermore, Lin Feng lacked significant real-world combat experience, putting him at a further disadvantage.
"BAM! BAM! BAM..."
A continuous series of dull thuds filled the air. As time wore on, Zhao Biao's assault grew even more ferocious!
Even as he attacked relentlessly, Zhao Biao couldn't hide his inner shock. 'This guy's defense is too damn perfect! He's not leaving me a single opening!'
He was also amazed to find that while Lin Feng was constantly on the back foot, he always managed to turn a perilous situation around without losing his ability to fight back. Zhao Biao, on the other hand, was starting to burn through his energy!
"HYAH!"
Finally, after being sent flying by another of Lin Feng's kicks, Zhao Biao let out a furious roar and thrust both palms forward!
"BAM!"
In an instant, Zhao Biao's body shot forward like a rocket. His eyes were bloodshot. This time, he had completely exploded with power, pushing his battle intent to its absolute limit!
Lin Feng let out a cold snort. Tapping his toes to the ground, he drifted toward Zhao Biao like a gentle breeze. He threw out his fists in a rapid flurry, meeting the attack head-on with resolute determination!
Their fists collided with dull thuds, and both their bodies trembled violently. Just as their fists were about to meet, they would bizarrely change trajectory, each shift sudden and completely unpredictable!
Although they were engaged in a physical brawl, it was more like a battle of wits, with every move aimed at the other's weak points!
"BAM!"
Lin Feng swept his leg into Zhao Biao's lower back, knocking him to the ground. It felt as if one of his vertebrae had cracked, and a wave of numbness instantly spread across half his waist.
He scrambled back a few steps, clutching his lower back as he glared coldly at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng, however, remained silent. With a burst of Inner Strength, he pushed off with his legs and lunged at Zhao Biao once more!
"Damn it, you really think you can kill me with moves like these? In your dreams!"
With another roar, Zhao Biao forcibly gathered his energy. Planting his feet, he suddenly thrust out both palms!
After their palms collided, Lin Feng was sent stumbling back five or six meters before he managed to stop.
Zhao Biao was thrown back even further—a full seven or eight meters—and collapsed onto his rear. He stared at Lin Feng, his face grim, his mind reeling from the shock of that last exchange.
He was stunned by that last blow!