Chapter 418: Oppression
Murong Yuan suddenly threw his head back and roared. An extremely powerful aura erupted from his body. As his Inner Strength circulated, all the Ancient Martial Artists present felt an oppressive force.
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes, watching Murong Yuan closely. He could feel a dangerous presence emanating from the scorching radiance.
And the change in Murong Yuan after his Inner Strength completely erupted made Lin Feng's pupils shrink, his eyes filling with a grave expression.
The Murong Yuan before him was now burly and massive. At a full two meters tall, he towered over the average person, and his knotted muscles looked as if they were forged from steel and concrete.
"Lin Feng, let's see just how many of my moves you can survive today!"
Murong Yuan snorted coldly and thrust out his palm. The air cracked with an explosive sound as the fierce force of the blow surged toward Lin Feng. The power of this strike was terrifying; forget a person, it could probably split a slab of refined steel in two!
Facing this deadly blow, Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged as he raised a fist to meet it.
BAM!
Their fist and palm collided violently, and the immense force sent a numbing shock through both their arms.
'Such incredible strength.'
Lin Feng marveled inwardly. Murong Yuan's strength was far greater than he had imagined.
"What? Scared? It's not too late to regret this!"
Murong Yuan said with a savage grin.
Lin Feng shook his head indifferently, a piercing glint appearing in his eyes. Although they had been evenly matched in that last exchange, Lin Feng knew it was merely a probe.
Murong Yuan's punch had been overbearing, but it lacked true killing intent. He was relying solely on brute force to clash with Lin Feng. This meant he couldn't last in a battle of attrition; his defeat was inevitable.
Lin Feng, however, was the complete opposite. His moves were simple and brutal, yet incredibly lethal.
Combined with his agile and tricky footwork and his bizarre attack trajectories, Murong Yuan was bound to lose.
Sure enough, after a brief exchange of probes, Murong Yuan realized he was in a precarious situation.
None of his techniques could hit Lin Feng, while Lin Feng's own attacks were frequent and dense.
He was forced to react to Lin Feng's offensive. As a result, his combat power was significantly reduced, and he was even beginning to lose ground.
"Bastard!"
Murong Yuan cursed angrily, feeling a growing sense of anxiety. Lin Feng's speed and reflexes had completely surpassed his expectations.
This left him extremely agitated. He had already fallen into a disadvantageous position; if this continued, he might genuinely suffer a major defeat at Lin Feng's hands.
"What? Is this the extent of your skills? You're even worse than your underling."
Lin Feng gave a contemptuous smile, shot Murong Yuan a mocking glance, and spoke in a flippant tone.
"Damn you, brat! Shut up!"
Murong Yuan roared in fury, but he was indeed in a sorry state thanks to Lin Feng.
Murong Yuan moved swiftly, attempting to avoid a direct confrontation with Lin Feng.
But Lin Feng wasn't about to let such a good opportunity pass. At that moment, he was like a ghost, elusive and utterly unpredictable.
Lin Feng's body was as elusive as a specter. The instant Murong Yuan dodged, Lin Feng's fist came crashing down again as if he had anticipated the move.
BAM!
Lin Feng attacked relentlessly, sending Murong Yuan flying with every blow. Murong Yuan couldn't get anywhere near him, which left him feeling incredibly stifled and frustrated.
But Lin Feng's techniques were just too incisive; he couldn't find a single opening to counterattack.
Murong Yuan began to have his doubts. 'Do I really have to drag this out with this kid? Being passively beaten like this is a terrible situation.'
But on second thought, his brow furrowed. He felt something was off. Lin Feng didn't seem to be in any rush.
'Could Lin Feng be doing this intentionally, trying to drag things out until my Inner Strength is depleted?'
Murong Yuan's mind raced, but he quickly dismissed his own speculation. He decided Lin Feng was just bluffing.
His only goal was to stall for time, so Murong Yuan was unwilling to let the fight drag on.
After all, his Inner Strength was much more profound than Lin Feng's. If this stalemate continued, it would be very disadvantageous for him. This was also why he had chosen to attack so desperately.
"Lin Feng, stop playing games! Your little tricks might fool others, but you can't fool me! I'm going to slaughter you today!"
Murong Yuan stared viciously at Lin Feng. His right hand tightened into a claw and swung forward, instantly creating a whistling sound that broke the air, followed by a series of sonic booms.
At the same time, his left leg also kicked out, whistling through the air toward Lin Feng's head. The coordinated high-low attack was as smooth as flowing water, making it impossible to defend against.
Lin Feng's eyes darkened. He dodged swiftly, his feet moving just enough to evade Murong Yuan's left kick by a hair's breadth.
Then, with another sliding step, his figure blurred and reappeared on Murong Yuan's right. Seizing the opening before Murong Yuan could retract his leg, he unleashed a whip kick straight at his opponent's neck.
Murong Yuan's eyelids twitched, and his face grew grim. He raised his arms to block Lin Feng's attack.
But what he never expected was for Lin Feng to alter his attack in the middle of the kick. The leg that was lashing out suddenly bent sharply.
'This kid's techniques are really troublesome.'
Murong Yuan muttered under his breath, gritting his teeth.
Just as Lin Feng's foot was about to strike his neck, he threw his hands hard to the side and twisted his body, narrowly dodging the whip kick.
CRACK!
Lin Feng's whip kick slammed hard against the wall, instantly cracking the solid bluestone bricks.
But in that slight delay, Murong Yuan seized the fleeting opportunity. His right leg shot out, kicking Lin Feng squarely in the waist!
Murong Yuan's strike was so sudden that even Lin Feng was caught off guard. The blow landed, sending him stumbling back about three meters before he could neutralize the force.
Lin Feng wiped the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his expression turning grave. He knew this was not going to be an easy fight.
Murong Yuan's power was a sliver greater than his own, so for now, they were evenly matched, with neither able to gain the upper hand.
"Heh heh, Lin Feng, didn't see that coming, did you? My power is just a *little* bit greater than yours!"
Murong Yuan roared with laughter, his arrogance on full display.
Hearing his arrogant tone, Lin Feng's expression turned glacial. He let out a cold snort, his gaze growing deeper and more profound.
"You think this means you've won? Dream on!"
The moment he spoke, Lin Feng's body shuddered. His clothes were torn to shreds as his muscles instantly swelled with explosive power. His entire frame grew by several inches, giving him an appearance of unrivaled might.
WHOOSH!
Lin Feng shot into the air, pouncing toward Murong Yuan. An iron-hard fist hurtled viciously toward Murong Yuan's head.