The Capital's Dragon Doctor

So, although Lv Jian was managing to parry, he was steadily losing ground.

Lin Feng's expression flickered. Lv Jian was a master—the greatest he had ever encountered. He felt the pressure, but also a spark of excitement. 'Only an opponent like this is worthy of my full strength.'

Retreating, he arrived beside an ancient tree. With a single motion, Lin Feng snatched the Yellow-Grade Short Blade—which had been knocked into the trunk moments before—back into his hand.

"Die!"

In Lin Feng's hand, the Yellow-Grade Short Blade seemed to come alive. The sound of clashing metal echoed all around.

WHOOSH!

The sound of the Short Blade slicing through the air was constant. Lv Jian didn't dare let his guard down; he was fighting for his life now. If that Yellow-Grade Short Blade struck him, he would be grievously injured.

Lv Jian's figure weaved about erratically, narrowly avoiding Lin Feng's attacks each time, yet he was never able to land a blow on him.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng seized every opportunity to leave a series of shallow cuts on Lv Jian's body. Although they didn't cause any real damage, the situation was becoming extremely grim for Lv Jian.

"Damn you! I'm going to kill you!"

Lv Jian roared, infuriated by the situation. He should have had a slight advantage, yet he was completely helpless against Lin Feng.

To him, this was an absolute disgrace, but it was the truth. After all, the gap in their realms was immense.

Lv Jian continuously slashed and chopped with his long saber, but Lin Feng dodged every single blow by a hair's breadth.

In fact, Lin Feng seemed to grow bolder with every exchange. His relentless assault terrified Lv Jian, who feared that one careless mistake would be all Lin Feng needed to finish him off.

Lin Feng was aware of Lv Jian's fear. He gave a cold smile, and with a flick of his wrist, the Short Blade swung out at a bizarre angle, striking straight for Lv Jian.

Horrified, Lv Jian immediately pulled his saber back to block. At the same time, Lin Feng leaped into the air. 'I have to press this advantage,' he thought. 'It's the only way to secure a perfect victory!'

CLANG!

A clear ring echoed through the night as the long saber was knocked from Lv Jian's hand. Lin Feng's assault didn't pause for a second; he immediately followed up with a whip kick aimed straight at Lv Jian's chest.

Lv Jian hastily raised his arms to block, but the force of the blow sent him flying. This was by far the most severe damage he had taken yet.

"Cough..."

Lv Jian spat out a mouthful of dark, congealed blood laced with fragments of his internal organs. He stared at Lin Feng, his face a mask of utter shock. He couldn't understand how Lin Feng had done it. The gap in their power was supposed to be vast, yet Lin Feng had beaten him so miserably that he couldn't even find an opening to counterattack.

"What kind of technique is this?"

Lv Jian asked. He had to admit, he was completely cowed by Lin Feng's tactics. Right now, Lin Feng was fighting like a madman.

He couldn't predict Lin Feng's moves at all. Lin Feng was fighting with complete disregard for his own safety. 'It doesn't matter how injured he gets; as long as he can force me into a dangerous spot, he won't stop.'

"You don't need to know!"

Lin Feng said flatly. Though his face still looked flushed, he was keenly aware of the faint weakness that betrayed him in his tone.

His Dantian Qi Sea was nearly depleted, and the sheer consumption of energy was pushing him to his limits. Only his unyielding willpower and stubborn nature had allowed him to hold on this long.

Lin Feng took a step, and his speed suddenly erupted. He appeared before Lv Jian in an instant, the Short Blade in his hand thrusting forward.

Lv Jian's brow furrowed, but he didn't try to meet the attack head-on. He retreated hastily, knowing that even a moment's hesitation would mean certain death.

Lin Feng's assault didn't let up. He took another step forward and followed with a palm strike aimed straight at Lv Jian's head.

This was one of the strongest techniques he could currently execute: the Xuan-Grade, low-level martial art, Frenzied Dragon Palm. Its power was astonishing!

Lv Jian's pupils contracted. He never imagined Lin Feng was still hiding a killing move like this. He couldn't just sit back and wait to die.

With a flick of his wrist, a torrent of incomparably powerful Inner Strength surged forth, gathering above his hand to form a massive Palm Seal that met Lin Feng's Frenzied Dragon Palm.

BOOM!

A sound like muffled thunder erupted as the two terrifying Palm Seals collided, creating an explosion on par with a bomb.

Nearby trees snapped and splintered as a terrifying shockwave radiated outward, gouging a deep crater in the ground.

Lv Jian staggered back several meters before halting. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, a clear sign of his poor condition.

"You're strong, but you're still going to die here today. This will be your grave!"

Lv Jian glared coldly at Lin Feng, furious beyond measure. He never expected to be so soundly defeated; before Lin Feng, he could barely even withstand a single move!

'Is this Lin Feng some kind of monster?'

A kid who had just reached the Peak of Late Stage Innate was able to beat him—an Ancient Martial Artist who had been at that level for several years—into such a pathetic state. How could he not be shocked?

SWOOSH!

Lv Jian's body transformed into a streak of light, shooting toward Lin Feng. The long saber in his hand flashed with a dazzling brilliance as he aimed for Lin Feng's throat with unparalleled ferocity.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. He was all too familiar with this kind of fighting style. Although Lv Jian was ferocious, he no longer posed an insurmountable threat to Lin Feng. All he needed to do was use his clever footwork to evade.

With a shift of his body, Lin Feng dodged Lv Jian's fatal blow, but the long saber still grazed past his shoulder, leaving a bloody gash on his right arm and tearing a rip in his clothes.

That was only because he had dodged so quickly; otherwise, his other arm would have been struck as well. Lin Feng knew that Lv Jian was now giving it his all. 'The gap between us really is huge.'

Lin Feng estimated that he could still handle Lv Jian with some room to spare, but it was far from enough to secure a clean victory.

'If that's the case, then there's nothing more to be said. This fight isn't going to end cleanly.'

Lv Jian's eyes narrowed. He was starting to get truly anxious. The effects of the pill he'd taken were wearing off. If this dragged on, he would certainly die.

WHOOSH!

Lin Feng suddenly stomped forward and threw his body into a strike—a Wall Lean. He was putting everything on the line with this move, so its power was immense.

BANG!

The Wall Lean sent Lv Jian flying backward, spraying a trail of blood through the air.

Seeing Lv Jian sent flying, Lin Feng gave him no chance to recover and immediately pursued him.

'Lv Jian is a spent force now. I can't let up for even a second, or death will be the only thing waiting for me.'