Chapter 396: Precision
Lin Feng patted the dust off his pants, a mocking smile on his face.
"Bastard!"
Zhou Tianyu was completely enraged by Lin Feng. He shot toward Lin Feng like a cheetah, his speed so incredible that he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
SWISH!
A whip kick lashed out toward Lin Feng. Zhou Tianyu knew Lin Feng was physically tough, so he opted for close-quarters combat!
Lin Feng stood his ground, neither dodging nor evading. Only when Zhou Tianyu's kick was about to land did he suddenly shoot out his hand, precisely gripping Zhou Tianyu's ankle!
Immediately, Lin Feng's left fist shot out, aiming straight for Zhou Tianyu's abdomen!
If that punch landed squarely, it would have surely eviscerated him, a death from which there was no return.
But Zhou Tianyu wasn't one to just wait for death; he threw a punch to meet Lin Feng's incoming fist.
BANG!
Lin Feng's and Zhou Tianyu's fists collided, creating a violent impact.
Immediately, Lin Feng felt a tremendous force tug at his arm, as if it was about to be torn off!
CRACK!
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. As his fist connected with Zhou Tianyu's, he clearly felt a sharp crack travel up his arm.
It was the sound of a joint being slightly dislocated.
But such an injury was a trivial matter for Lin Feng. He retracted his fist, reset the dislocated joint with a quick shake of his arm, and immediately struck out at Zhou Tianyu again!
Zhou Tianyu was equally unfazed. He shifted his right foot a hair's breadth to the side and slammed an elbow toward Lin Feng's chest!
SMACK!
Lin Feng's fist slammed hard into Zhou Tianyu's ribs. Zhou Tianyu's body buckled, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.
But in the next instant, Zhou Tianyu spun around and drove his right knee straight toward Lin Feng's groin. His goal was to cripple Lin Feng, to completely incapacitate him!
'This guy is getting desperate!'
Lin Feng shot a grave glance at Zhou Tianyu's knee. He knew that if that blow landed, he would be in serious trouble.
His eyes narrowed, and he suddenly leaped into the air.
WHOOSH!
Zhou Tianyu's knee grazed past Lin Feng's body. The strike missed, but he didn't stop there. He immediately unleashed a combination of punches at Lin Feng.
WHAP!
Lin Feng twisted and maneuvered in mid-air, dodging Zhou Tianyu's attacks.
THUD!
Zhou Tianyu landed a punch on Lin Feng's shoulder with a dull thud.
STEP, STEP, STEP!
Lin Feng used the force of the blow to retreat, steadying himself.
He rubbed his aching shoulder. While Zhou Tianyu's punch hadn't caused any real damage, it was still jarring.
"You're strong, I'll give you that. But that doesn't mean you can beat me. Killing you would be easy."
Rolling his shoulder, Lin Feng stared coldly at Zhou Tianyu.
"Haha, talk is cheap! I will kill you today, without a doubt!"
Zhou Tianyu laughed maniacally, his eyes fixed coldly on Lin Feng. In the next instant, he shot forward like an arrow released from a bow.
Showing no fear, Lin Feng also became a blur as he shot toward Zhou Tianyu.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Their figures instantly blurred together as they clashed, trading punches and kicks in a wild frenzy.
Lin Feng's movements grew faster and faster, his fists a torrential storm raining down on Zhou Tianyu.
Every punch he threw whistled through the air, as if the very atmosphere couldn't withstand their force.
"Hmph!"
Zhou Tianyu snorted coldly, also swinging a punch toward Lin Feng!
BOOM!
Their fists collided, erupting with a massive bang!
Immediately, both Lin Feng and Zhou Tianyu were forced back. Zhou Tianyu retreated three or four meters, but Lin Feng was pushed back a full seven or eight steps.
Zhou Tianyu glared at Lin Feng, his face a ferocious mask and a cold smile playing on his lips.
"I told you, you're no match for me!"
BAM!
As soon as the words left his mouth, he lashed out with another kick. It was incredibly fast, aimed straight at Lin Feng's head. If that kick landed, Lin Feng's head would likely explode on impact!
The kick came so swiftly that it forced Lin Feng to change his line of attack and dodge the fatal blow!
But Zhou Tianyu wasn't about to give up so easily.
His legs became a blur, kicking alternately as he relentlessly attacked Lin Feng. His movements were so fast they left behind a trail of afterimages.
Lin Feng, meanwhile, relied on his agile Body Technique to weave and dodge Zhou Tianyu's onslaught. However, Zhou Tianyu consistently held the upper hand due to his speed. His movements were devious and unpredictable, and he came close to landing a hit several times. If Lin Feng had been even a split-second slower, he might have already been defeated.
THUMP! THUMP!
Lin Feng suddenly planted his feet. His body bent like a drawn bow, and his right hand clenched from a claw into a fist, shooting violently toward Zhou Tianyu's jaw.
The move was completely unexpected, but Zhou Tianyu was prepared. He shot back several meters, barely dodging the vicious punch!
But Lin Feng wasn't finished. His right fist unfurled, changing from a punch to a powerful shove aimed straight at Zhou Tianyu.
This pushing strike was part of a unique technique Lin Feng had created called the Mountain-Pushing Force. This skill was perfectly suited for close-quarters combat.
Its defining characteristic was its use in close-quarters brawling, where it could best exploit an opponent's weaknesses and force them onto the defensive.
Zhou Tianyu froze for a second but reacted instantly. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, preparing to block Lin Feng's ferocious push.
But just then, Lin Feng's other hand shot out, grabbing for Zhou Tianyu's neck. This was the grappling move known as the Iron Lock Throat Technique.
Zhou Tianyu's heart leaped. He hastily dropped his defensive guard.
He twisted his body a full one hundred and eighty degrees, wrenching his neck away from the attack and narrowly dodging Lin Feng's Iron Lock Throat Technique.
But just as he broke free from one attack, Lin Feng's other hand followed like a shadow. His left fist clenched and slammed into the bridge of Zhou Tianyu's nose.
CRUNCH!
With a sickening sound, Zhou Tianyu cried out, clutching his nose as he squatted down in agony.
Lin Feng seized the opportunity, closing the distance and bringing his left hand down in a knife-hand strike aimed at the top of Zhou Tianyu's head.
Seeing this, Zhou Tianyu hurriedly raised both arms to block.
Lin Feng's fist slammed into Zhou Tianyu's wrists. Zhou Tianyu tried to struggle through the pain, but Lin Feng drove another punch into his abdomen, sending him straight to his knees.
THUD!
As his knees hit the ground, Zhou Tianyu felt his insides churn. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face a mask of pure horror.