The Capital's Dragon Doctor

BAM!

Following the massive impact, Zhao Biao's arms trembled violently. Lin Feng's last kick had landed squarely on his left arm, sending him staggering backward, almost toppling over.

Lin Feng's gaze was ice-cold as he took in Zhao Biao's disheveled state, but inwardly, he was pleased.

His assault was finally having an effect. Forcing Zhao Biao to retreat would be proof that he had already won.

But just as he was about to press his attack, Zhao Biao lunged at him once more.

Lin Feng quickly sidestepped the blow, and Zhao Biao's Fist Force hit nothing but air. Seizing the opportunity, Lin Feng swept out a leg, sending Zhao Biao flying.

THUD!

Zhao Biao slammed hard against a tree, sending dust billowing into the air.

But Zhao Biao immediately wrenched himself free. With an explosive leap, he was back on his feet, lunging toward Lin Feng with a punch.

Seeing this, a glint appeared in Lin Feng's eyes. He understood now: Zhao Biao had thrown all caution to the wind.

'He's lunging again, completely ignoring the injury I just gave him. It seems he's realized how dire his situation is. He's trying to take me down with him!'

"You want to trade your life for mine? You're not worthy!"

Lin Feng's form blurred as he dodged Zhao Biao's strike. Then, just as before, he began to circle his opponent, probing for a weakness.

Lin Feng's evasiveness only enraged Zhao Biao further. His eyes turned bloodshot, his body radiating a terrifying, murderous aura. With a twist of his feet, he charged at Lin Feng once again!

However, Lin Feng met each move with a counter. He knew this situation was actually to his advantage.

This frenzied assault was draining Zhao Biao's stamina much faster, while he himself could handle it with ease.

'If this keeps up, I only need to stall for five more minutes at most. Zhao Biao's stamina and Inner Strength should be nearly depleted by then. That's when my chance to strike back will come.'

Noticing Zhao Biao's increasingly ragged breaths, Lin Feng had already deduced his opponent's strategy.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. A bold idea formed in his mind. It was dangerous, incredibly risky—the slightest misstep could cost him his life—but he felt it was worth a shot.

His mind made up, Lin Feng's eyes suddenly sharpened. His body carved a perfect arc through the air as he launched a flying kick at Zhao Biao.

By this point, Zhao Biao had gone completely mad. All he wanted was to tear the brat in front of him to shreds. So, when he saw Lin Feng's attack, a trace of mockery appeared in his eyes.

Though the attack was fierce, to someone like him who was already fighting with all his might, it posed little threat. Zhao Biao didn't hesitate to meet it head-on.

It all happened in a flash. Lin Feng's fist and Zhao Biao's iron-hard fist collided violently.

"You fell for it!"

The instant their fists met, a smile touched Lin Feng's lips. His fist instantly morphed into a palm, gripping Zhao Biao's own iron fist.

Simultaneously, his other hand, which had been hidden behind his back, swung forward. Several silver needles, prepared in advance, shot toward Zhao Biao's acupoints!

It was an incredibly perilous gambit!

If Lin Feng had been a fraction of a second slower in changing his move, he would have had to abandon the attack and flee. But now, the momentum of Zhao Biao's assault was spent, and his defenses were at their lowest. The odds of Lin Feng's surprise attack succeeding were high!

The silver needles sank into Zhao Biao's acupoints, instantly paralyzing his entire arm. He couldn't even lift it to defend himself.

A cold glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. Without a moment's hesitation, he seized Zhao Biao by the neck and lifted him off the ground.

Zhao Biao tried to fight back, but the numbness in his arm had severely impaired his strength. At this point, his power was at best equal to Lin Feng's.

Still, Zhao Biao gritted his teeth and held on, trying to overcome Lin Feng with sheer willpower.

But Lin Feng saw this. He knew Zhao Biao was a spent force. One more heavy blow, and he would undoubtedly be defeated.

And just as he predicted, as time wore on, Zhao Biao could no longer hold out.

Seizing the opportunity, Lin Feng snapped Zhao Biao's neck. Zhao Biao's body went rigid and fell, blood gurgling from the corner of his mouth...

Zhao Biao's eyes were wide and round, filled with indignation. He couldn't believe he had lost so miserably.

Looking at Zhao Biao's fallen form, Lin Feng slowly approached, planted a foot on his chest, and asked with cold indifference, "Anything you want to say now?"

Hearing Lin Feng's question, Zhao Biao was silent for a moment, his eyes fixed on Lin Feng, burning with enough hatred to devour him whole.

"You don't think I got to where I am today on my own, do you?"

"Let me tell you, the person backing me won't let this rest. If you dare kill me, they'll make you beg for death! They'll send your women to private clubs to be ravaged by countless men!"

"Everything you care about will meet a miserable end. You just wait!"

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Biao threw his head back and howled with laughter, but the sound was utterly maniacal. He looked like a madman, and each of his venomous words echoed in Lin Feng's ears like a curse.

Lin Feng's gaze hardened, but his expression remained unchanged. His tone, however, grew noticeably colder.

"Is that so? Then I truly look forward to this backer of yours making a move. A shame you won't be around to see it."

"So what if I won't be around? Hahaha..."

Zhao Biao's grin grew more maniacal, yet his laughter grew weaker and weaker. The situation filled him with an endless, desolate sorrow.

Moreover, the blood flowing from the fatal wound on his neck was carrying away his warmth and his life. His voice grew fainter and fainter, until at last, it faded into silence...

Zhao Biao was finally dead. He had lost the struggle. Even so, Lin Feng felt not a shred of pity.

He knew that if he had been the one to lose, he would be the one lying dead. The world was just that cruel.

Lin Feng sighed softly and shook his head. He picked up the dagger from Zhao Biao's hand and tossed it aside. He didn't turn to leave.

Instead, while his Inner Qi had yet to completely fade, he chopped down some thick, dry trees from the surrounding area, piled them over Zhao Biao's corpse, and set it ablaze.

'Since he'd decided to kill Zhao Biao, he had to make sure the job was done cleanly.'