Chapter 336: Adapting
Moreover, Lin Feng could feel that Zhao Biao was gradually adapting to his ferocious power in the midst of battle.
He was slowly starting to suppress Lin Feng's tempo. Although winning was still out of the question, he could at least hold on for a while, and that was enough.
Lin Feng knew the best strategy now was to find an opening and deliver a fatal blow, and he needed to do it quickly.
With that thought, Lin Feng charged directly at Zhao Biao and unleashed another kick. This one, imbued with immense force, turned his right leg into an adamantine pillar as it hurtled toward Zhao Biao's head.
Zhao Biao froze for a second, then leaped backward, crossing his arms in front of his chest to block the blow head-on. If he took this kick directly, he'd be half-dead even if he survived.
Zhao Biao's face was now terrifyingly grim. He could clearly feel the horror of Lin Feng's kick. 'This is absolutely not something I can withstand!'
But at the last possible second, Lin Feng's kick halted in mid-air. If that kick had landed, Zhao Biao would have undoubtedly been severely injured.
BANG!
As Lin Feng retracted his right foot, Zhao Biao let out a long sigh of relief. He had been genuinely terrified. If that kick had connected, his chances of survival would have been slim to none.
But just as he was catching his breath, Lin Feng's left hand slammed into his abdomen. A tyrannical burst of Inner Strength erupted instantly. Zhao Biao felt as if he'd been struck by lightning as his entire body was sent flying backward...
The instant Zhao Biao was sent airborne, Lin Feng stomped on the ground and shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bowstring, chasing right after him.
By then, Zhao Biao had already scrambled to his feet. His expression was ghastly, his gaze cold and merciless as he watched Lin Feng. Lin Feng's strength was now far greater than before, and Zhao Biao no longer had any confidence he could win.
But given the situation, Zhao Biao could only grit his teeth and flee into the distance. He believed there was no way Lin Feng could catch him now.
A cold smile touched the corners of Lin Feng's lips. He took a sudden stride forward, his body tracing a graceful arc through the air. Like an eagle swooping down on its prey, he pounced directly toward Zhao Biao!
SWOOSH!
Zhao Biao turned his head and saw Lin Feng flying toward him at incredible speed. His expression changed drastically when he realized Lin Feng had appeared at his side in an instant. 'How can he be so fast?'
He was utterly astounded. Lin Feng's current speed was simply too fast, like a phantom appearing beside him in the blink of an eye.
BAM!
Lin Feng's fist smashed into Zhao Biao's shoulder. Zhao Biao's body shot away like a cannonball, carving two deep, several-meter-long trenches in the ground as he skidded.
Meanwhile, Lin Feng landed steadily from his mid-air leap and slowly exhaled. His own breathing had grown a little ragged.
It was impossible for such a swift assault to have no effect on him, but he couldn't afford to worry about that now. He had to finish Zhao Biao as soon as possible. If Zhao Biao managed to escape, Lin Feng would be the one in danger.
BOOM!
A black shadow flashed as Zhao Biao leaped up from the crater once more and sprinted into the distance.
Seeing this, Lin Feng shot forward explosively. Throwing caution to the wind, every single one of his moves carried the force of a thunderbolt as he launched a frenzied assault on Zhao Biao!
Zhao Biao was completely on the defensive, reduced to taking blow after blow. Lin Feng had pushed him into a desperate corner. He had no strength to counter-attack and could only defend for his life.
POW!
Lin Feng landed a vicious kick on Zhao Biao's abdomen. His body shot backward like a cannonball again, crashing heavily into a tree trunk fifty or sixty feet away. The towering ancient tree shook violently.
CRACK!
The massive tree snapped in two, and Zhao Biao was left embedded in the thick trunk.
"Cough! Cough!"
A spray of blood erupted with his coughs. Veins bulged on his skin as he grimaced in agony. 'Lin Feng's power is simply appalling! A single kick snapped a tree... That kind of strength is absolutely terrifying!'
He struggled to lift his head, only to see Lin Feng walking slowly toward him.
"You die today. No one can save you!"
Lin Feng said calmly, his muscles tensed and a powerful aura emanating from his body.
Zhao Biao's pupils contracted. He said nothing, simply rising slowly to his feet and clenching his huge fists.
The man who had clawed his way up from a common street thug to become the Gang Leader of the Cyan Nether Gang—a man who could hold his own in dealings with the Hidden Clans—was certainly not one to be underestimated.
He knew that if he backed down now, he was truly finished. Even if he surrendered, Lin Feng would never let him go.
'In that case, there's nothing left to say. If it's a fight to the death, then let's do it. Let's see who comes out on top!'
Zhao Biao's eyes were bloodshot. He glared at Lin Feng and roared, "I, Zhao Biao, have dominated the martial world for twenty years! You think I'm afraid of you?!"
Before his voice had even faded, he lunged at Lin Feng. This time, his attack was as swift as lightning, closing the distance in an instant. His fan-sized palm slapped mercilessly toward Lin Feng!
Lin Feng had thoroughly enraged him. Now, he was truly fighting for his life.
But Lin Feng was fearless. He dodged to the side and immediately swept out with a vicious whip kick aimed at Zhao Biao. However, Zhao Biao attacked at the same time, and his speed far surpassed Lin Feng's.
BAM!
The kick landed on Zhao Biao's arm, but Lin Feng wasn't surprised by the result. Zhao Biao's cultivation was indeed a fair bit higher than his own; his strength had reached the early Mid-Innate Stage.
Lin Feng was secretly alarmed, but he didn't dare let his guard down. Seeing his attack fail, he quickly retreated.
Lin Feng chose not to get into a drawn-out fight with Zhao Biao. It would be pointless; he knew Zhao Biao was no fool.
If they got bogged down in a battle of attrition, their stamina consumption would increase, a scenario he wanted to avoid.
What he needed to do now was end the battle as quickly as possible. He couldn't delay any longer, or certain death would be the only outcome.
And so, gritting his teeth, Lin Feng unleashed his full power. He had no other choice now. He would either kill Zhao Biao here and now...
...or be slowly drained of his strength and killed. His only option was an all-out gamble!
BOOM!
He threw another punch, this time aiming for Zhao Biao's chest. Because even though Zhao Biao was not weak...