Chapter 376: Recoil
A dagger whistled through the air, its blade flashing with a cold glint.
Lin Feng's brow furrowed. He whipped his left leg up and lashed out with a vicious Groin Kick, aiming straight for Wang Lu's crotch.
"What a treacherous move!"
Wang Lu's expression turned grim as he felt the rush of air between his legs.
His defenses were incredibly strong; normally, taking a direct hit from Lin Feng wouldn't be an issue. But the target of this attack was... that place!
He could tell Lin Feng was using focused, explosive power. 'If that kick really lands... I'll be completely shattered!'
Wang Lu may have been a brute, but he wasn't a fool. He made a snap decision, abandoning the perfect opening to attack and hastily retreating a few steps.
"Hah, scared now, are we? Too late!" Lin Feng grinned. Pushing off his toes, he shot toward Wang Lu like a bolt of lightning.
He had to press this advantage and finish Wang Lu in one fell swoop.
"Don't even think about it!" Wang Lu sneered. With a sway of his body, he dodged Lin Feng's attack.
Wang Lu suddenly threw the Short Blade in his hand, sending it hurtling straight for Lin Feng's neck!
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. He twisted his body to dodge the attack, but the Short Blade spun with its own momentum, looping around his head to strike at him again.
The Short Blade loomed larger in his vision, reaching his throat in the blink of an eye. If it struck true, his neck would be sliced open!
A cruel, dark look appeared in Wang Lu's eyes. He could already picture Lin Feng's head separating from his body.
The strike made Lin Feng's pupils shrink. The sheer danger radiating from the Short Blade was a palpable threat to his life.
"Hmph!" Lin Feng snorted. His feet suddenly shifted, and with the agility of a cat, he gracefully dodged the attack.
Wang Lu's gaze grew even more sinister. He struck again, the Short Blade in his hand dancing like a butterfly as he slashed madly at Lin Feng!
PFFT!
A flurry of sharp whooshes filled the air as the Short Blade descended like rain, cutting off Lin Feng's every escape route.
CLANG!
The sound of metal clashing rang out ceaselessly. Lin Feng's hands moved like a butterfly flitting through flowers as he parried Wang Lu's attacks.
"This ends now."
Wang Lu smiled coldly, his attacks growing more ferocious, every strike aimed straight for Lin Feng's vitals!
'What a pain!'
Lin Feng's brow twitched in annoyance. If this dragged on, he would be the one at a disadvantage.
Wang Lu was clearly determined to kill him, vowing to end Lin Feng's life here and now. After this battle, Wang Lu would have nothing left to fear. He would push forward relentlessly, raise his cultivation level at any cost, and then exact his vengeance!
"This ends now!" Wang Lu snorted. He suddenly dropped low, his Short Blade sweeping out horizontally. Like a viper striking, it shot toward Lin Feng's groin!
This was a killing blow!
If this attack landed, Lin Feng would be crippled, if not killed!
A savage sneer appeared on Wang Lu's face.
Lin Feng froze for a second, not expecting Wang Lu to resort to such a low and shameless move.
He couldn't afford to be careless. Wang Lu's relentless assault had taken its toll, and for a fraction of a second, his movements faltered.
Wang Lu seized the opening. He leaped into the air and brought his blade down in a vicious chop!
The blade flashed, radiating a biting cold. The Short Blade was now dangerously close to Lin Feng!
"No matter what tricks you pull, today, you are doomed to die!"
Wang Lu's face was a mask of savagery as the Short Blade chopped down, seemingly powerful enough to tear the very world asunder!
However…
"Hah, you overestimate yourself." Lin Feng's cool voice suddenly cut in. In the next instant, his right hand balled into a fist and shot toward Wang Lu's abdomen!
In that instant, Lin Feng's speed exploded. Without a moment's hesitation, his fist slammed directly into Wang Lu's stomach.
THUD!
Wang Lu had no time to react. He was sent flying, rolling several times on the ground before scrambling back to his feet in a wretched state.
Wang Lu was drenched in sweat, his face ashen. He clutched his abdomen, where an unbearable pain radiated from, his expression a mask of pure shock.
'What is this power?'
Wang Lu was horrified. He felt as if his internal organs were in a blender, churning endlessly. The intense pain made his eyes bloodshot, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his temples.
Wang Lu looked down at his abdomen. Dark red blood was faintly seeping through his clothes. His face, already pale, turned deathly white.
"Damn it!" Wang Lu gritted his teeth. He could feel something destructive rampaging through his body, slowly eroding his Dantian!
The Dantian is a Martial Artist's most vulnerable point. With his Dantian suffering a heavy blow, Wang Lu's strength plummeted rapidly.
He could even clearly feel the strength in his entire body gradually draining away!
His internal energy was in chaos, and he struggled to breathe. Just standing became an immense struggle; each breath was a monumental effort.
He understood that his injuries were extremely severe. He needed to find a way to heal as soon as possible, or the consequences would be unimaginable!
'Run!'
Wang Lu gritted his teeth. He knew with perfect clarity that staying here meant certain death at Lin Feng's hands.
Lin Feng watched Wang Lu collapse, his expression grim. Still, he let out a sigh of relief. He had finally dealt with the guy.
He hadn't expected Wang Lu to be so durable, to take three of his attacks and still last so long.
Lin Feng gently shook his numb arm. Wang Lu's last few strikes had been exquisitely precise. If not for his own unnatural reflexes, he would have been minced meat by now.
But dwelling on that was pointless now.
Seeing Wang Lu sprawled on the ground, completely unable to stand, Lin Feng slowly let out a breath.
He walked over, picked up the Short Blade that had fallen to the ground, and, without a trace of pity on his expressionless face, plunged it into Wang Lu's chest before pulling it out.
Blood sprayed out, staining Lin Feng's clothes and face.
Wang Lu's eyes widened. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, he breathed his last.
An expression of deep unwillingness was frozen on his face.
He had thought his own strength would be enough to defeat Lin Feng. He was wrong. He had lost.
"I won, so your life is mine!"
After waiting another five or six minutes to confirm that Wang Lu's breathing had completely stopped, Lin Feng finally got up and walked out of the forest.
...
As Lin Feng stepped out of the woods, a cool breeze blew over him, and only then did he realize his clothes were completely soaked with sweat.
"Cough, cough… Fighting a veteran Martial Artist at the Peak of Late Stage Innate is tough, just as I thought."
After confirming there were no members of the Lv Family around, Lin Feng let down his guard and sat down, leaning against a large tree.