Chapter 369: Contempt?
But the disdain in Lin Feng's eyes made him feel utterly humiliated. It was a frustrating feeling, like throwing a punch and hitting nothing but air.
"Are you looking down on me?"
Wang Lu roared in anger.
A cold smirk played on Lin Feng's lips as he said flatly, "I've never once considered you a threat."
"You bastard!"
Wang Lu flew into a rage. He had a violent, explosive temper, and Lin Feng's insult ignited his fury. His eyes turned blood-red, his chest heaved, and he panted heavily.
"Since you're looking for death, I'll grant you your wish!"
Wang Lu bellowed. He reached out and produced a dagger, which he now held firmly in his palm.
It was a small, silver-white dagger, elegantly and simply designed. Its entire body was translucent, as if forged from some special mineral. It emanated a cold glint and looked absolutely astonishing.
"This is a treasure my young master bestowed upon me! It cuts through iron like mud and is so sharp it can sever a falling hair. I've used it to slaughter several powerful enemies!"
Wang Lu's tone was filled with pride and excitement. This was a weapon he had paid a hefty price to obtain, and its power was immense.
At this moment, it was as if Wang Lu had become a different person. His gaze was scorching hot, his eyes glinting with a bloodthirsty scarlet light as he stared intently at Lin Feng.
"You little mutt, today, I'll send you to your grave!"
The words had barely left his mouth when he flicked his wrist. The silver-white dagger instantly carved a bizarre arc through the air, flying straight for Lin Feng's throat.
This was a killing move known as "Throat Slit."
If the dagger found its mark, its victim would instantly lose the ability to fight, or even be killed on the spot!
Lin Feng's pupils contracted instantly. His heart clenched as an intense killing intent washed over him.
A look of horror and alarm appeared in his eyes. Though he was powerful, he had never been in a real fight.
Especially not a close-quarters battle to the death!
'Damn it, I'll go all out!'
Lin Feng took a deep breath, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. With a sudden roar, he clenched his right hand into a fist and threw a vicious punch at Wang Lu.
"Hmph! A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"
Wang Lu sneered, completely unfazed. He was certain Lin Feng had run out of tricks.
BANG!
Their arms clashed. But just as Lin Feng's fist was about to be cut by the dagger in Wang Lu's hand, his wrist twisted in a peculiar way, striking the weakest point on Wang Lu's wrist exactly where he was applying force!
A piercing pain shot through him, making Wang Lu cry out as his arm trembled.
In the next instant, Lin Feng kicked off with his right foot, his body launching forward. He dodged the dagger and, at the same time, formed his right hand into a claw, seizing his opponent's wrist and yanking it downward.
He executed a perfect over-the-shoulder throw, slamming Wang Lu directly onto the rocky ground!
The immense force even caused visible cracks to appear on the rock!
"Wang Lu, you're not all that. You dare to try and kill me looking like this? You're not even worth shit."
Lin Feng shook his head, slowly straightening up with a mocking expression on his face.
The reason Lin Feng had chosen to engage Wang Lu in close combat was simple: he wanted to test his current strength.
As expected, the result was just as Lin Feng had predicted. Wang Lu was still unable to overpower him in close-quarters combat!
In fact, as long as nothing unexpected happened in this kind of hand-to-hand fight, Lin Feng was absolutely confident he could defeat Wang Lu!
"You damn bastard, I'll kill you!"
Wang Lu completely lost it. He let out a furious low roar, his face flushed crimson. His muscles bulged and his joints popped and cracked like firecrackers, an intimidating sight to behold.
At that moment, Wang Lu's frame seemed to grow several inches taller. He clenched both fists and began to swing them wildly. The Fist Force howled, creating a flurry of afterimages that enveloped Lin Feng.
Lin Feng remained unhurried. His footwork was deft and his movements graceful; with every step, he easily dodged Wang Lu's attacks.
"You... How are you doing that? How are you so sharp, so fast!"
The more Wang Lu fought, the more frightened he became. Not only did Lin Feng dodge every single one of his attacks, but Wang Lu couldn't even touch the hem of his sleeve.
Lin Feng's every move was textbook-perfect, completely flawless.
He simply couldn't get close to Lin Feng!
"Trash!"
Lin Feng curled his lip and said with contempt.
"Who are you calling trash?!"
Wang Lu's fury surged, but he quickly realized what was happening. Lin Feng was deliberately provoking him, trying to make him lose focus and create an opening.
Wang Lu instantly sobered up. He no longer wallowed in his rage and instead became incredibly calm.
'He knew his strength wasn't that much inferior to Lin Feng's. The only problem was his youth and lack of experience.'
"I am invincible, Lin Feng! I advise you to surrender without a fight. Grovel and beg for mercy, and maybe I'll spare your life. Otherwise, you will die tonight!"
Wang Lu's face was savage, his eyes icy.
He clutched the dagger in his hand, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He had already given it his all, yet he was still powerless against Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's movements were too nimble; his attacks were completely ineffective.
"Who gave you this confidence? That toy in your hand?"
Lin Feng suddenly spoke up. He pointed at the uniquely shaped dagger in Wang Lu's hand and grinned, his smile exceptionally bright.
But to Wang Lu, that smile was like the grin of a demon, making his scalp tingle uncontrollably.
"Kid, I admit you're strong, but you were just trying to provoke me and find an opening."
"I was careless before, but now, don't even think about defeating me."
Slowly exhaling, Wang Lu's eyes narrowed, a vicious glint appearing within them. Then, his figure blurred, and he vanished from the spot!
'So fast!'
Lin Feng's expression grew incredibly grim. He knew that Wang Lu was finally getting serious and unleashing his full power!
SWISH!
Lin Feng whipped his body to the side just as a black shadow grazed past the tip of his nose, bringing with it a nauseating, foul stench.
The dagger missed Lin Feng's neck by a hair's breadth, nearly taking his head off.
'Hmm? He actually dodged it?'
Wang Lu was stunned. His strike had been extremely fast; even an Innate Master would have trouble dodging it if caught off guard. Yet, somehow, Lin Feng had dodged it. It was shocking.
'His own power was a cut above that of an ordinary Innate Master, yet this guy had managed to evade his attack. It was unbelievable.'
Wang Lu's brow furrowed. He studied Lin Feng carefully, trying to discern more.
But soon, his expression turned incredibly sinister.
Because Lin Feng had once again dodged his sneak attack. Lin Feng had now steadied his stance and was staring at him with a burning gaze.
"Kid, you've got a few tricks, but so what? In the end, you're still going to die!"
He roared angrily and, brandishing the silver dagger, charged at Lin Feng once more.
WHOOSH!