Chapter 410: Delay
Zhou Yi was incredibly strong. Lin Feng knew he couldn't drag this out any longer. He had to use his full power to face him.
Otherwise, he would very likely die here!
Seeing that Lin Feng didn't retreat, Zhou Yi's expression flickered with surprise. But it was quickly replaced by a sinister grin as he spoke.
"Heh, so it seems you're not impossible to kill after all."
"Don't forget, you still owe me two slaps. I'm going to enjoy collecting that debt."
Lin Feng's eyes were bottomless. He took a deep breath, enduring the sharp, persistent pain in his chest, and suddenly pushed off his legs, closing in on Zhou Yi.
At the same time, his right leg shot out like a striking viper, aiming for Zhou Yi's ribs.
Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed. He sidestepped and simultaneously reached out with his left hand to grab Lin Feng's right leg.
Lin Feng's eyes slitted. He knew Zhou Yi would have a counter, but he remained calm.
CLANG!
Lin Feng's right leg swept viciously toward Zhou Yi's left arm. But Zhou Yi had already anticipated this. His left hand suddenly shot out sideways, accurately striking Lin Feng's right leg and knocking him back several steps.
"Haha! Let's see you fight me now!"
Seeing this, Zhou Yi burst out laughing, his face filled with mockery as if he could already see the dawn of victory.
Lin Feng wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. A resilient light shone in his eyes. After a moment's contemplation, his body flickered and vanished from the spot.
"Hm?"
Zhou Yi frowned. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
Just then, Lin Feng's figure reappeared before him, a fist already hurtling toward his face.
CRUNCH!
Lin Feng's fist landed squarely on the bridge of Zhou Yi's nose. The immense force made it impossible for Zhou Yi to hold his ground against Lin Feng; instead, he was sent stumbling backward.
'Damn it, this kid is a real handful!'
Zhou Yi seethed with anger. If his reaction hadn't been so fast just now, his current state would likely be no better than Lin Feng's.
But his situation was still far from ideal; after all, Lin Feng had injured both his left shoulder and right leg.
"I'll show you who's the strongest!"
Zhou Yi roared, stomped his left foot, and launched himself into the air, his hands formed into claws as he aimed straight for Lin Feng's head.
Lin Feng sneered, jerking back and easily dodging Zhou Yi's attack.
THUD!
As Lin Feng dodged, Zhou Yi missed and slammed hard into the trunk of a large tree.
Lin Feng watched Zhou Yi with a calm gaze.
Zhou Yi's hair was a mess, his clothes were tattered, and he looked utterly wretched.
He took a few ragged breaths, then slowly raised his head, his gaze heavy as he stared at Lin Feng.
"You're good. You're very strong. But that doesn't mean you've won!"
Zhou Yi glared at Lin Feng, gritting his teeth. He pushed himself up from the ground, his fists clenched tightly.
The energy within him circulated rapidly, quickly restoring his somewhat weakened body to its peak condition.
'This guy... is he about to—'
Lin Feng sensed the danger and immediately mobilized the Spiritual Power in his Dantian. Every muscle in his body tensed as he prepared to meet Zhou Yi's next assault.
SWOOSH!
But at that moment, Zhou Yi suddenly erupted forward, throwing a punch at Lin Feng's abdomen!
Lin Feng's pupils shrank. He quickly swung his right palm, trying to block Zhou Yi's attack.
But in the next instant, a piercing pain shot through Lin Feng's right arm, and his hand went limp against his will.
'Inch-force?'
Lin Feng was shocked. He never imagined Zhou Yi knew this technique, let alone that he had cultivated it to its absolute peak!
WHAM!
A muffled thud echoed out. A searing pain, as if he were being torn apart, exploded in Lin Feng's abdomen. His insides churned, and an indescribably sour taste rose in his throat.
But Lin Feng didn't lose his composure. On the contrary, spurred by the intense pain, he grew even calmer. He quickly retreated to create distance, keeping a safe gap between himself and Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi's smile vanished as well. He stared intently at Lin Feng, his eyes glinting with a bone-chilling coldness.
"Even that wasn't enough to take you down. You really are something, no wonder you're so arrogant! But... you're destined to die here today."
A terrifying killing intent erupted in Zhou Yi's eyes. Lin Feng's strength had exceeded his expectations, and he would absolutely not allow him to walk away from this alive!
SWISH!
Zhou Yi's figure shot forward like a cheetah, closing the distance to Lin Feng in the blink of an eye.
CRACK!
Zhou Yi's right hand formed a claw and shot toward Lin Feng's throat.
A flicker of change crossed Lin Feng's eyes, but his expression remained indifferent. He stomped his foot, launching himself forward like a cannonball, his left fist carrying ferocious power as it aimed straight for Zhou Yi's temple.
A look of apprehension flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. His right hand instantly clenched into a fist and shot out, smashing directly against Lin Feng's.
In that moment, the two fists collided violently, creating a massive CRACK! A wild shockwave of energy swept out in all directions, forcing Lin Feng to stumble back repeatedly.
Zhou Yi also swayed, but his physical constitution was clearly superior. After steadying himself, he pressed forward once more.
BOOM!
In an instant, an explosive sound erupted. The aftershock of their battle was so strong it even tore up the turf in the distance.
Although Zhou Yi should have had the upper hand, he was completely unable to defeat Lin Feng. The gap between their power levels was obvious, yet even with his injuries, Lin Feng managed to completely suppress him.
"Not bad. You've actually forced my hand!"
A sharp light gleamed in Zhou Yi's eyes. He glanced at Lin Feng, then brought his hands into a unique starting stance—one fist clenched, the other hand extended flat.
"Hah!"
Following his deep roar, a palpable breeze suddenly swirled up around Zhou Yi's body.
Zhou Yi's form began to sublimate. Wisps of a strange aura radiated from his body, making his entire presence seem ethereal.
He seemed to transform into a streak of light, rushing straight for Lin Feng.
WHOOSH!
His body exploded with terrifying speed, cutting through the air like an afterimage. Every move he made carried immense power.
'So strong!'
Lin Feng's expression turned grim. The power and technique Zhou Yi was displaying far surpassed that of an ordinary Peak Late-Stage Innate Martial Artist.
Even so, Lin Feng didn't dare to face him head-on. He dodged continuously, weaving about and looking for an opportunity to counterattack.
After all, this was his last chance.
If he allowed himself to be suppressed one-sidedly, then no matter how strong Lin Feng was or how many trump cards he had, he would eventually be defeated through sheer exhaustion.