The Capital's Dragon Doctor

A flicker of joy flashed in the man's eyes when his attack landed. His sole objective was to kill Lin Feng.

Although there had been a few small surprises, things were progressing well enough.

"Kid, you will die by my hand today!"

The man growled, his eyes brimming with icy killing intent.

The words had barely left his lips when he brandished his Short Blade and reappeared behind Lin Feng like a phantom.

'Just as I thought. That bizarre Body Technique again!'

A grave look flashed in his eyes. Already on guard, Lin Feng barely dodged the fatal strike with a roll.

The man frowned slightly at this. His blade style was exceptionally insidious, but Lin Feng's reaction speed was simply too fast for it to be effective.

But now he had a clear grasp of Lin Feng's strength. He only needed one more move to end the fight.

His eyes narrowed. Veins popped on his right arm as his muscles bulged. Bending his knees, he shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow. In the blink of an eye, he was behind Lin Feng, his icy Short Blade thrusting toward his back!

But Lin Feng's reactions were incredibly fast. He spun around, evading the surprise attack, and then shot his right leg out in a kick aimed at the man's stomach.

Lin Feng's Body Technique was astonishingly fast, but the man seemed to have expected it. With a slight tilt of his body, he narrowly dodged the kick.

But it wasn't over. As his first attack missed, he flicked his other wrist, sending the Short Blade stabbing directly at Lin Feng's stomach!

Lin Feng was startled but didn't abandon his own attack, bringing his broadsword straight down in a chop!

CLANG!

After the sharp ring of metal, Lin Feng parried the man's Short Blade with his broadsword and leaped back. He didn't expect, however, that the man would press forward again the instant his own attack failed!

With a twist of his wrist, the Short Blade vanished. When it reappeared, it was already at Lin Feng's throat!

SWOOSH!

Lin Feng's pupils contracted. He ducked, dodging the deadly blow, and shot his hand out to grab the man's wrist.

But the man's reactions were exceptionally quick. He flipped his wrist to evade the grab and immediately followed up with a whip-like kick aimed straight at Lin Feng's head.

It all sounds slow in the telling, but it happened in a flash. Seeing this, Lin Feng retreated hastily. 'I have to create some distance, or I'll be at a disadvantage.'

TAP!

The man tapped his toes lightly on the ground, using the rebound to leap several meters forward. This time, however, he didn't pursue. Instead, he stood there, watching Lin Feng with a mocking expression.

"I know what you're trying to do. But do you really think I'll give you the chance?"

The man said coldly. With a few flicks of his fingers, several hidden projectiles shot straight for Lin Feng's forehead and ears.

Lin Feng was momentarily stunned but managed to dodge the projectiles aimed at his ears in time.

The man shot Lin Feng a disdainful look. With a flick of his hand, a volley of tiny blades flew toward various points on Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. He tapped his toes on the ground and leaped backward, but as he did, he abruptly dropped low!

The tiny blades grazed past his collar and embedded themselves in the ground.

A playful smile touched the man's lips. With light taps of his feet, he seemed to float toward Lin Feng. This time, his assault was even more ferocious, and for a moment, Lin Feng found himself locked in a desperate struggle.

Seeing he had the upper hand, a cold glint flashed in the man's eyes. A wave of piercing killing intent emanated from him as he once again charged toward Lin Feng.

Lin Feng moved, dodging with a tap of his toes, but this time he was a fraction of a second too slow. Several small cuts instantly appeared on his body.

"Kid, time for you to have a taste of my ultimate move!"

A cold light flashed in the man's eyes. He clenched his right hand into a fist and threw it directly at Lin Feng's chest. He had been building up power for this punch for a long time; its might and speed were far beyond his normal attacks.

Lin Feng's expression grew incredibly solemn. He understood the danger of this punch. Surging his Inner Strength, he abruptly boosted his speed and dodged, neutralizing the Fist Force.

But in the instant he dodged, the man's eyes lit up. A silver gleam flashed before Lin Feng's eyes!

Lin Feng's heart sank, and the hair on his body stood on end. 'This guy actually had another trick up his sleeve!'

The man sneered at Lin Feng, his eyes full of contempt. Lin Feng thought he had victory in his grasp just by dodging that attack. He couldn't be more wrong. The tables had turned, and now Lin Feng was the one being suppressed.

Seeing Lin Feng's grave expression, the man's confidence surged. The power behind his fists grew, and his moves became even more cunning and vicious.

Lin Feng was now constantly using his Body Technique to evade the attacks. For the moment, all he could do was avoid the brunt of the assault and search for an opening.

After all, he had only just recovered to the Peak of Late-Innate Level. Compared to this veteran Ancient Martial Artist, he was still lacking.

But the man's frenzied assault didn't stop for a second. It was clear that Lin Feng had thoroughly piqued his interest. He was growing more and more excited—he had finally met a worthy opponent.

The two were locked in a game of cat and mouse, one chasing and the other fleeing, but Lin Feng remained on the back foot.

The man, on the other hand, fought with increasing exhilaration. For so many years, he had been able to complete his missions simply by firing a few arrows from the shadows.

No one had ever been able to force him to use these ultimate techniques. Today, he was finally feeling a sense of catharsis.

This situation made Lin Feng frown. This style of fighting was unsettling. 'This man is just toying with me. He isn't even using his full strength.'

'He's intentionally feigning weakness to lull me into a false sense of security, only to launch a devastating attack when I least expect it!'

A cold glint flashed in the man's eyes. The Short Blade in his hand aimed for Lin Feng's throat, while he simultaneously swept it horizontally toward Lin Feng's waist.

But Lin Feng dodged the man's attack with a backflip, immediately followed by a kip-up to land steadily on his feet.

SWISH!

Lin Feng stomped hard on the ground. His figure shot toward the man like a phantom, his broadsword slashing forward with a piercing, cold light.

CLANG!

With the sound of colliding metal, the man managed to block Lin Feng's broadsword with a single arm. At the same time, he pushed off with his feet and shot backward.

"Trying to run? In your dreams!"

While in mid-air, the man continuously brandished his Short Blade, sending a volley of small blades flying straight at Lin Feng.

But Lin Feng's movements were just as decisive. With every flick of the man's wrist, Lin Feng would parry the incoming throwing knives at an impossibly precise angle.