Chapter 414: Suppression?
"Those Hidden Clans, those great families, those experts…"
"Did you think they decided to target our Murong Family on their own? It's all your fault!"
"You don't know how to lead, you don't understand people, and all you care about is staying out of worldly affairs!"
"These Hidden Clans, these experts—they only suppress us because they covet the Murong Family's power and wealth! They're just greedy vampires!"
Hearing Murong Yuan's specious arguments, Murong Yi Yun's already pale face flushed an unnatural, crimson red with anger. He pointed a trembling finger at Murong Yuan.
"Bah! Murong Yuan, I really misjudged you!"
"Being your blood brother is truly the greatest shame of my life!"
"Poisoning your own brother with a Life-taking Gu Insect and making a powerful enemy for the Murong Family for your own selfish desires... you have disappointed me beyond words!"
Murong Yi Yun pointed furiously at Murong Yuan's nose and began to curse him out.
"Our clan is being ruined by you!"
"If you had been willing to take the fall for me back then, if you had said you were the one who assaulted Miss Yun and let me become Patriarch of the Murong Family, the Murong Family wouldn't be in this state today! You are completely unworthy of the title of Patriarch Murong."
"Hahaha!"
Murong Yuan threw his head back and laughed maniacally, his eyes filled with madness.
"Murong Yuan will take your damn life today!"
With a furious roar, Murong Yuan pushed off the balls of his feet and charged toward Murong Yi Yun. A vast amount of Ancient Martial Arts Inner Strength surged madly into his fist, which he brought down with a vicious, howling wind, as if intending to shatter Murong Yi Yun with a single blow.
"Hmph!"
Facing Murong Yuan's attack, Lin Feng, who had been standing to the side, also snorted in anger before exploding forward with incredible speed.
He appeared in front of Murong Yi Yun almost instantly. With a surge of Inner Strength, he swung a Palm Blade, forcing the attacking Murong Yuan back.
"BANG!"
Fist and palm met with a huge crash. Both men retreated three or four steps; in this exchange, they were evenly matched.
"Patriarch Murong is my patient."
"Until he has fully recovered, no one is allowed to kill him."
"This is my bottom line as a Physician."
Watching the ferocious expression on Murong Yuan's face, Lin Feng's own expression remained unchanged, as calm as ever.
"Brat, I originally thought you were just some worldly kid who didn't know his own limits."
"But now you even dare to interfere in the Murong Family's private affairs. I see you've got a death wish!"
Murong Yuan's eyes narrowed, his gaze like a venomous snake, thick with killing intent.
"Heh, you should be saying that to the Patriarch of the Murong Family. I'm not worthy of such an address!"
Lin Feng scoffed. "I'm just a doctor. I may not make many house calls, but I've never forgotten my duty to heal the sick and save the dying."
"And I've never forgotten that I am a doctor. Therefore, I am not meddling in the Murong Family's private affairs, nor am I helping the Murong Family."
"As for what I just did, I was simply ensuring my patient can make a full recovery."
"Besides, Murong Qian and I are friends. If an old bastard like you were to become Patriarch Murong, I imagine the Murong Family would be completely wiped out within a few months."
"And my friend would be very unhappy about that."
"And I don't want my friends to experience negative emotions. It's bad for their health."
With a soft smile, Lin Feng looked calmly at Murong Yuan, whose veins were now starting to bulge on his forehead. His tone was light, yet resolute.
"Hahaha."
After hearing Lin Feng's words, Murong Yuan suddenly burst into loud laughter, shaking his head as he cackled.
"What an absurd joke! A mere Martial Artist at the Peak of Late-stage Innate Realm dares to run his mouth like that!"
"My Murong Clan has stood for a hundred years without falling! How could it possibly be destroyed by a few words from you!"
"Brat, stop with the alarmist nonsense. Today, you're dead. You won't escape my grasp!"
"You dared to kill my right-hand man, and now you dare to spout such nonsense to me."
"Let's settle all our scores, new and old, today."
A cold glint flashed in Murong Yuan's eyes, and the killing intent within them grew stronger.
"I advise you to tone it down, lest you lose your life," Lin Feng said, his expression still as calm as ever.
"Lose my life? Hahaha, how ridiculous."
"A worthless piece of trash, an ant, dares to threaten me!"
Murong Yuan said with a great laugh.
"Then I'd like to see just who's going to lose their life!"
A cold, cruel arc formed on Murong Yuan's lips. Then, his entire body shot out like a bolt of lightning, and he threw a punch toward Lin Feng.
The punch was accompanied by the whistling sound of displaced air, demonstrating Murong Yuan's formidable power.
Seeing this, Lin Feng's pupils constricted.
"WHOOSH!"
He raised his right leg in a sweeping kick, carrying a fierce gust of wind, and slammed it viciously against Murong Yuan's fist.
"BAM!"
Following the muffled boom, a terrifying shockwave rippled outward, causing the surrounding solid wood furniture to rattle violently.
In that instant, both Murong Yuan and Lin Feng were thrown back several meters.
"Ngh!"
After steadying himself, Murong Yuan let out a stifled grunt. His cheeks were slightly flushed, and his right arm was trembling violently.
After taking Lin Feng's attack head-on, he felt his entire right arm go unbearably sore and numb.
But Lin Feng's face remained calm, not at all like someone who had just blocked such a powerful punch. This astonished Murong Yuan, who couldn't understand how Lin Feng had managed it.
'This kid really is something else. How long has it been since he killed Zhou Yi? Is he already fully recovered?'
Murong Yuan's brow furrowed as he looked at Lin Feng, who seemed completely unaffected.
"Hmph!"
Murong Yuan snorted coldly and charged at Lin Feng once again.
This time, a hint of seriousness finally appeared on Lin Feng's face.
Although he had appeared to casually block Murong Yuan's punch, Lin Feng knew that Murong Yuan hadn't used his full strength. He was still testing him.
"BANG!" The dull thud of impacts echoed continuously.
The battle between Lin Feng and Murong Yuan was so intense that the mere gusts of wind leaking from their exchange sent the surrounding furniture sliding backward.
"One of the Murong Family's ultimate skills—the Stacking Technique—was created by a Murong ancestor and possesses infinite power."
"The Fist Technique has eighty-one forms in total. The power of each punch can be stacked. Theoretically, as long as your body can withstand it, the final punch is invincible!"
"However, given Murong Yuan's strength, he can stack seventeen punches at most. Lin Xiaoyou, you must be extremely careful!"
Watching Murong Yuan fight Lin Feng, Murong Yifei retreated to a safe distance and explained the profundity of this Fist Technique in the simplest possible terms.
"Mm."
After listening, Lin Feng nodded slightly, completely believing Murong Yifei's words.
He now had two choices. The first was to evade his opponent's Fist Technique until he had used all eighty-one forms.