Chapter 375: Numb
Wang Lu's face grew increasingly pale. His fists, battered by Lin Feng's, were aching and almost numb.
'I can't go on like this. I have to change my tactics!'
Sweat beaded on Wang Lu's forehead. He was breathing heavily, his eyes were bloodshot, and the skin over his knuckles was bruised a dark purple. Clearly, his Inner Strength was failing, unable to sustain his assault any longer.
He stomped hard, and the ground beneath him let out a series of sharp CRACKS.
Several deep pits abruptly formed under his feet. He used the force of the stomp to launch himself backward, instantly creating distance between them.
Pain twisted Wang Lu's features as he clutched his right hand. Its knuckles were mangled, some even bleeding—a result of Lin Feng's earlier knee strike.
"Damn it!" Wang Lu couldn't help but curse. He hadn't expected Lin Feng to be so powerful.
Although Wang Lu was furious, he hadn't lost his senses. He took a deep breath, knowing he had to muster all his strength to subdue Lin Feng.
"Kid, you're finished!"
Wang Lu roared at the sky. His body suddenly swelled, his muscles bulging like coiling dragons, filled with explosive power.
The next second, he shot out like a cannonball.
This time, Wang Lu held nothing back. He unleashed his strongest form.
"Baji Inch Force Burst!"
He clenched his fists, smashing them like iron hammers toward Lin Feng's abdomen. His Fist Force was so fierce and domineering that it made the air ripple.
Lin Feng's expression turned grave. He knew Wang Lu was using his full strength. This strike probably had the power of the Grandmaster Realm!
"Hmph!"
With a cold grunt, Lin Feng threw out his fists to meet Wang Lu's head-on. His own Fist Force erupted in that instant, a surging, torrential power spreading out from the impact.
BAM!
Lin Feng and Wang Lu's bodies flew backward at the same time. They both fell to the ground, sliding several meters before managing to steady themselves.
*Cough, cough.* Lin Feng coughed, spitting out a mouthful of dark blood. He looked toward Wang Lu not far away, his expression growing a little more serious.
He could feel Wang Lu was now giving it his all. The pressure was immense—something he hadn't experienced since childhood.
"You're... unhurt..."
Wang Lu's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but murmur. He never would have thought that Lin Feng's body was so tough that he could withstand his full-power attack!
After all, his Baji Fist had reached a high level of mastery. An ordinary Ancient Martial Artist would have their organs shattered by such a terrifying technique, perhaps even dying on the spot.
But Lin Feng not only withstood it, he also showed no signs of being seriously injured.
Lin Feng wiped the dark blood from the corner of his mouth. He slowly strode toward Wang Lu.
Wang Lu's face was grim. He stared at Lin Feng and said through gritted teeth, "Are you really going to force my hand?"
"Enough talk!"
Lin Feng shouted coldly and thrust out a palm. The power contained in this palm strike was terrifyingly immense, enough to easily kill a Peak Innate Martial Artist!
Facing Lin Feng's attack, Wang Lu neither dodged nor evaded. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. With a furious roar, his aura suddenly surged!
"Stone Skin!"
His body suddenly tensed like a bowstring. His skin turned a sallow yellow, becoming as tough as stone forged from fine steel.
BOOM!
The next moment, Wang Lu's and Lin Feng's palms met. A muffled boom like rolling thunder echoed out. The surrounding leaves fluttered down, turning to dust as they hit the ground.
Both of them staggered back a few steps, watching each other warily.
"Kid, you really are strong!" Wang Lu said in a low voice.
"But since you've seen my trump card, don't even think about leaving here alive today!"
Wang Lu let out a low roar and charged out again. His legs moved in a blur, rushing toward Lin Feng like a phantom as he threw a rapid series of punches!
Facing the storm of attacks, Lin Feng's expression was ice-cold. He leaped into the air, then dropped straight down, his right leg whipping out in a sudden sweep.
POW!
Their attacks collided, and a violent shockwave swept out.
"Get back!"
Lin Feng shouted, his right leg lashing out like a whip, striking Wang Lu directly in the chest. The kick sent Wang Lu flying three or four meters.
Wang Lu staggered a few steps before barely coming to a stop. But his face was ashen, his lips trembling. "How is that possible? You're clearly only at the Peak of Late Stage Innate, so why is your power so immense?"
Lin Feng was expressionless, his cold face showing no hint of emotion. He took a step forward, his entire presence becoming as sharp as a drawn sword!
In an instant, Lin Feng appeared before Wang Lu. He brought his foot down in a stomp. Wang Lu's pupils contracted violently as he hurriedly raised his hands to block.
He lashed out with a whip kick. The sharp wind from the kick stirred up the dust on the ground, making Wang Lu feel like he was suffocating.
Wang Lu's world spun. Terrified, he scrambled to block the whip kick with both hands.
At the same time, he took a step back. Inner Strength boiled and circulated through his body as he shoved his hands forward to meet Lin Feng's kick.
POW!
Wang Lu's hands slammed into Lin Feng's leg. Wang Lu was immediately struck by an indescribably immense force!
He was sent flying backward, taking a full seven or eight steps to completely dissipate the force from his arms.
'Whew... what is with this kid?'
His arms, now completely numb, hung limply at his sides. Wang Lu's expression was now one of pure gravity.
'This Lin Feng is too strange... It's simply inconceivable.'
But he hadn't just been taking the hits without a plan.
He had used the recoil from Lin Feng's attacks to maneuver himself to the spot where his weapon had been knocked away.
Bending down slightly, he picked up the silvery short blade from the ground. At the same time, he retrieved the several Willow Leaf Darts that were deeply embedded in a nearby tree. A cold sneer appeared on Wang Lu's face.
Lin Feng's expression turned grave when he saw this. He knew his previous attacks had thoroughly enraged Wang Lu, who would now stop at nothing to fight him to the death.
"Kid, I'm going to kill you!" Wang Lu's eyes were practically splitting with rage as he charged at Lin Feng, a silvery Short Blade in hand!
Lin Feng snorted coldly and charged forward as well. The two engaged in close-quarters combat.
The clash of their fists was fierce, their techniques cunning and ruthless. The surrounding trees and bushes swayed violently from the force of their blows.
"Haha, Lin Feng, in the end, you'll still die by my hand!"
Wang Lu let out a savage laugh. Bare-handed, he was no match for Lin Feng, but things were different now!
He flicked his wrist, the Short Blade tracing a sharp arc as it stabbed toward Lin Feng.
SWISH!