Chapter 411: No Frills
WHOOSH!
Lin Feng's figure suddenly erupted. He stamped his right foot on the ground, his body shooting toward Zhou Yi like a bolt of lightning.
FWOOSH!
His right fist carried a piercing gale as he threw a brutally direct punch, one with enough power to shatter stone.
Seeing this, Zhou Yi's expression remained unchanged. He stepped out with his right foot, pushed off the tips of his toes, and shot away with a sudden burst of force.
BANG!
Lin Feng's punch slammed out, blasting the ground apart and leaving a crater three meters deep and half a foot in diameter.
Zhou Yi seized the opportunity to evade Lin Feng's fist.
'Damn it!'
Lin Feng cursed inwardly, his mood foul.
"I told you, you're a dead man!"
Zhou Yi said coldly. He stomped his right foot on the ground, then transformed into a phantom, pursuing Lin Feng at extreme speed.
He swung an iron fist, which whistled as it cut through the air, smashing down violently toward Lin Feng's head.
Lin Feng's eyes sharpened. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, shielding his head.
THUD!
A loud bang echoed out. Lin Feng's body trembled violently. He felt his arms go numb as he was forced back dozens of feet before he could stop himself.
"Cough, cough."
The force of the rebound washed over him. Lin Feng felt a tightness in his chest and his face paled slightly. The impact had sent his internal qi and blood into turmoil, and for a moment, even his breathing became ragged.
"Heh heh, feeling desperate now? Too bad, it's too late!"
Zhou Yi sneered, veins bulging on his fists. He bent his knees, gathering terrifying power, and then abruptly launched himself off the ground. Transforming into a phantom, he dove straight toward Lin Feng and lashed out with a vicious whip kick.
BAM!
Caught off guard, Lin Feng was sent flying by the kick. He crashed to the ground a hundred meters away, carving two deep gouges in the earth.
"Hahaha!"
Zhou Yi threw his head back and laughed. "This time, you're dead for sure!"
With that, Zhou Yi leaped up and charged toward Lin Feng.
VWOOM!
A terrifying aura erupted from his body. He shot forward like a cannonball, aiming straight for Lin Feng's vitals.
Seeing this, Lin Feng's brow furrowed slightly. The power Zhou Yi was displaying was simply too terrifying—several times stronger than before.
He gritted his teeth, preparing for a desperate struggle.
BANG!
The two fists collided. An immense force struck them, sending both men sliding back dozens of feet before they could regain their footing.
Lin Feng sucked in a sharp breath.
He clutched his arm, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. 'Zhou Yi's power at his peak is truly terrifying. And now he has the upper hand, able to suppress me without restraint.'
"Heh heh, is this all you can take?"
Zhou Yi let out a sinister laugh. "This is just the beginning!"
BOOM!
The moment his words fell, Zhou Yi leaped straight up and unleashed both fists. A dense flurry of fist-shadows, like a sudden storm, enveloped Lin Feng.
BAM!
With another thunderous crash, Lin Feng was sent flying once more. He slammed heavily into the ground, pulverizing the hard-packed earth.
Lin Feng lay on the ground, covered in blood. He lifted his head, his gaze ice-cold.
"What? Want to keep playing with me?" Zhou Yi stared down at Lin Feng condescendingly. "Your strength is indeed greater than that of a typical Peak Late-Stage Innate Martial Artist, but it's your bad luck you ran into me!"
A terrifying aura emanated from him, erupting violently like a volcano.
PANT! PANT!
Zhou Yi took a deep breath, and scorching flames instantly ignited around his body. The heat was so intense it even seemed to warp the surrounding air.
"Go die!"
A startling killing intent flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. He lunged forward, flitting toward Lin Feng like a phantom.
FWOOSH!
His fist shot out, wreathed in scorching flames, aimed straight for Lin Feng's heart. He clearly intended to kill Lin Feng on the spot.
SWOOSH!
Lin Feng's expression was grave. He swung his right fist, meeting Zhou Yi's head-on.
CLANG!
Their fists collided, unleashing a terrifying shockwave. Lin Feng's body stumbled backward again, while Zhou Yi's momentum didn't slow in the slightest as he continued his pursuit.
BOOM!
Lin Feng constantly dodged Zhou Yi's attacks, tangling with him. Neither could pull away from the other.
They fought on relentlessly, their speeds increasing until it was difficult to track their movements with the naked eye.
They were fighting entirely on instinct. Lin Feng's fists repeatedly clashed with Zhou Yi's, each impact causing a violent explosion. The ground beneath their feet was stomped to pieces.
Lin Feng's face turned crimson, and beads of sweat the size of peas broke out on his forehead. His body's strength was beginning to fail him.
BANG!
Finally, a sharp pain shot through Lin Feng's shoulder. He grimaced in pain, his face twisting into a snarl as he slammed both palms into Zhou Yi's waist, unleashing a powerful force.
"Get off!"
Zhou Yi's face was full of contempt. He dropped to his knees and drove his elbows out to the sides, actually managing to throw Lin Feng to the ground.
"Lin Feng, you've lost!"
Zhou Yi sneered. He pushed off and once again charged the barely recovered Lin Feng, his fists a blur creating a biting wind.
But Lin Feng's reaction was surprisingly quick. He twisted his body nimbly, breaking free from Zhou Yi's pincer attack.
SWISH!
He reached out, grabbed Zhou Yi by the collar, and then yanked him back with all his might before brutally slamming him to the ground.
CRACK!
Zhou Yi's body crashed into the muddy water, shattering the hard rock beneath.
"You!"
Zhou Yi's face flushed crimson with absolute fury.
He clenched his fists, his eyes wide as he stared death at Lin Feng, as if he wanted to devour him whole.
"Lin Feng, today you will die without a doubt!"
Zhou Yi roared. His figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he had charged out. A thick killing intent swirled around him as he brought his fists hammering down on Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's expression was grim. While fending off his opponent's assault, he searched for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to Zhou Yi.
But to his disappointment, Zhou Yi seemed to have anticipated this. He had already taken defensive measures a step ahead, leaving Lin Feng completely unable to land a single scratch on him.
"Lin Feng, just give up!"
Zhou Yi snarled, the speed of his fists suddenly increasing as he smashed one viciously into Lin Feng's chest.
The blow sent Lin Feng flying backward. He finally crashed to the ground, his face flushed, and he couldn't stop himself from spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Haha, let's see how much longer you can last!"
Zhou Yi laughed heartily as he pounced again, launching another fierce offensive against Lin Feng.