Chapter 331: Counter
He had thought that move would be more than enough to subdue Lin Feng, but he was the one who ended up being countered!
This move represented the absolute peak of his current abilities. Yet, even his all-out effort was useless against Lin Feng. It was clear that this Lin Feng was truly extraordinary.
"Your martial arts expertise is quite high!"
Lin Feng smiled faintly. He had long suspected that Zhao Biao had some real training, and he was right. This man was clearly not to be underestimated.
'But no matter how strong you are, you will pay a heavy price today!'
As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Lin Feng's figure shot forward again, his right fist like a dragon, aiming to smash into Zhao Biao's head.
"Hmph, you want to kill me? You're not worthy!"
Zhao Biao roared, countering with a sweeping whip kick of his own, clashing head-on with Lin Feng. This time, however, a numbing sensation shot through his arms, and his entire right arm felt as if it had lost all feeling.
SPFFT!
Blood sprayed from Zhao Biao's mouth. Lin Feng's punch had gravely injured him. Zhao Biao didn't dare to hesitate; he knew that if this fight continued, he would definitely be the one to fall.
At this thought, Zhao Biao's gaze turned ice-cold, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
Looking at Zhao Biao's expression, Lin Feng's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but it was already too late to dodge!
A cold glint flashed in Zhao Biao's eyes as his figure shot toward Lin Feng. He was going to cripple Lin Feng's Dantian at top speed; he would make it so Lin Feng could never practice martial arts again!
WHOOSH!
A gust of wind swept past as Zhao Biao's fist reached Lin Feng's throat, only to be stopped cold. Lin Feng's own fist, as if forged from steel, was clamped firmly in place, protecting his throat.
A murderous glint flared in Zhao Biao's eyes. He stomped his left foot on the shattered tabletop, using the momentum to launch himself into the air, and sent both fists hurtling viciously toward Lin Feng's temples!
His move was called "Twin Hammers Strike the Crown," and its power was immense. If it landed, even though Lin Feng was slightly stronger than Zhao Biao, he would likely suffer severe injuries.
But that never happened. Just as Zhao Biao's fists were about to make contact with Lin Feng's head, they stopped dead.
Lin Feng's right hand had caught Zhao Biao's wrist, and he was yanking Zhao Biao's entire arm back!
BAM!
Zhao Biao felt a searing pain shoot through his wrist as Lin Feng, with a sudden burst of strength, sent him flying!
"Cough, cough... so painful!"
Zhao Biao's body slammed into the wall, embedding him in the plaster. Blood trickled steadily from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes, fixed on Lin Feng, were filled with grim gravity.
As for Lin Feng, he slowly exhaled a long breath, standing his ground and staring at Zhao Biao with ice-cold eyes.
"How is this possible? How can your reflexes and strength be so great?"
Zhao Biao pushed himself off the wall and landed on the floor. He slowly straightened up, his eyes filled with shock and grim realization.
"There's a lot you don't know!"
Lin Feng said coolly, his eyes narrowing as his gaze gradually grew sharp.
SWISH!
At these words, Zhao Biao's expression changed. He hurriedly dodged to the side, but he was a step too slow. With a sharp CRACK, a red Palm Seal appeared on the side of his face.
"Fuck! I'll fucking tear you limb from limb!"
Zhao Biao roared, his eyes bloodshot as he charged at Lin Feng. He unleashed a flurry of crazed punches, each one aimed to kill, each move intended to be lethal.
Lin Feng's gaze sharpened. Zhao Biao's assault was incredibly fierce and swift. He unleashed a combination of punches that rained down on Lin Feng like a torrential storm, the Fist Force pressing down like a mountain, leaving him no room to dodge.
BAM!
Lin Feng took several punches in a row, but he gritted his teeth and held firm. In that moment, he displayed a terrifying resilience, standing as immovable as a small mountain.
Zhao Biao began to panic. After all, this combination was incredibly powerful—he was confident he could punch straight through a car with it.
But for Lin Feng to actually withstand it head-on left him stunned. 'Isn't this guy's physique just a little too tough?'
*Whew.* "Is that all the strength you have?"
After taking several punches head-on, Lin Feng retreated two steps. He circulated his Inner Strength, soothing the numbness in his body, and spoke with a mocking tone.
'To be fair, Zhao Biao's strength really isn't bad. He's even a sliver stronger than any enemy I've met since I woke up. Unfortunately for him, running into me means he's destined to lose.'
"You bastard!"
Veins bulged on Zhao Biao's face. He let out an enraged roar, leaping through the air to smash down on Lin Feng. The wind from his fist howled; the power of this single punch was truly terrifying.
"Let's see how much strength you have left!"
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. With a light tap of his right foot, he too shot into the air to meet Zhao Biao's punch!
BAM!
The two clashed in an instant. Zhao Biao's punch was incredibly heavy and powerful, but Lin Feng showed no fear, meeting it head-on with his own clenched fists. In a flash, they exchanged several blows.
CRACK!
The crisp sound of breaking bone came from Lin Feng's hand. Apparently, Zhao Biao's Fist Force was incredibly tyrannical, and it had shattered the bones in Lin Feng's right fist.
Wincing in pain, Lin Feng couldn't help but retreat.
But Zhao Biao hadn't gotten off easy, either. A deep bruise had appeared on his shoulder blade; Lin Feng's strength had far exceeded his expectations!
"You little bastard, you've really pissed me off now!"
A savage grin spread across Zhao Biao's face. He stomped his feet, and his arms began to swing wildly, moving like a tiger roaring in the mountains or a flood dragon plunging into the sea.
Each and every move stirred up powerful fluctuations of Gang Qi. The sight even gave Lin Feng pause.
'Such a profound martial technique... It seems I've really underestimated you.'
Lin Feng's eyes were icy. Although the martial technique Zhao Biao was using was abstruse and complex, he could feel its power. It was definitely far stronger than his own Eight Trigrams Palm.
'But so what? My strength is far greater than his, and my reflexes are extremely sharp.'
'I just need to find an opening to gravely injure him. Still, even so, I can't underestimate him.'
'Otherwise, I'll be the one to suffer in the end!'
WHOOSH!
Lin Feng's figure shot forward, and he struck out with a palm. He was now determined to fight Zhao Biao up close. Since his speed advantage wasn't working, he would have to rely on close-quarters combat. 'And in that, I've never feared anyone!'
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Lin Feng's movements were erratic, but each of his attacks was cunning and unpredictable. He knew that close combat wasn't his strong suit.
Therefore, the tactic he chose was quite clever. He constantly weaved about, using his speed and agility to steadily wear down Zhao Biao's stamina.
Zhao Biao was already weaker than Lin Feng to begin with. Furthermore, all his attacks were completely transparent to Lin Feng, while Lin Feng's own offensive was traceless and unpredictable. A prolonged defense was bound to fail!