Chapter 420: Formidable
"I never expected a junior like you to be so powerful!"
Murong Yuan ground his teeth, his voice laced with hatred. This was the first time he had ever encountered such a powerful young man.
He even suspected Lin Feng had surpassed the Innate Realm and reached an even higher level. Otherwise, there was no way he could possess this kind of power.
The thought sent a jolt of terror through him. 'To possess such frightening combat prowess at his age… even in all of Jiangnan Province, he would probably rank in the top ten!'
Murong Yuan's expression grew increasingly grim as he racked his brain, trying to figure out how to resolve the current stalemate.
"Old bastard, didn't you want to kill me?"
Lin Feng smirked. "Garbage like you isn't even worthy of being my opponent."
"You're courting death."
Murong Yuan roared, a fierce killing intent flashing in his eyes.
If it weren't for the time he was hunted down for harassing Miss Yun, an injury that damaged his foundation and caused his power to regress, he would have likely already stepped into the ranks of Martial Arts Grandmasters by now. He never would have been humiliated like this by a mere Lin Feng.
But he knew that time was what he lacked most. He couldn't afford to get entangled with Lin Feng any longer. He had to take him down quickly before things got more complicated.
After all, they were in the Murong Family's estate. And although he had secretly bribed many people, dragging this out would be extremely disadvantageous for him!
Besides, he was already injured. If this dragged on long enough for Murong Yi Yun to contact the outside world and summon the family's experts, his chance would be completely gone!
At this thought, his eyes turned icy cold. In a flash, he lunged at Lin Feng.
'Is this old bastard finally going all out?'
Lin Feng's brow furrowed slightly. Watching Murong Yuan's figure get closer and closer, he stomped his feet hard, and his whole body leaped into the air.
He balled his hands into fists and brought them crashing down on Murong Yuan's head.
Murong Yuan's eyes narrowed. He flipped his hands, palms up, to intercept Lin Feng's attack.
BAM!
With a dull thud, Lin Feng's fists slammed into Murong Yuan's palms. A visible ripple of force exploded from the point of impact.
Murong Yuan staggered, nearly losing his balance, but he managed to stand his ground. A savage grin spread across his face as he abruptly brought his palms together, clapping them forward.
He knew Lin Feng's strength was on par with his own, but Lin Feng was more agile. He therefore chose to counter raw power with technique, using his palms to grind away at his opponent's attack.
Lin Feng's expression changed, and he abruptly retreated.
But Murong Yuan was just as fast, sticking close behind as his palms shot toward Lin Feng like lightning.
"You want to suppress me? Murong Yuan, you're not strong enough!"
Lin Feng let out a sharp cry. He spun around, dodging Murong Yuan's attack, and seized the opening to strike at his abdomen.
"Haha, you fell for it!"
Seeing Lin Feng attack again, Murong Yuan showed no sign of panic. Instead, he threw his head back and laughed. "Boy, you're too green."
BANG!
Murong Yuan clapped his palms together, clamping Lin Feng's fist between them. He then pulled with both hands, yanking Lin Feng toward him.
He bent his right knee and drove it forward with terrifying force, aiming straight for Lin Feng's chest.
Lin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted. He twisted his body sharply, narrowly avoiding Murong Yuan's attack.
He scrambled backward, but Murong Yuan gave him no chance to recover, sweeping at him again with his legs.
Lin Feng spun, narrowly avoiding the sweeping legs.
Then, in the next instant, Murong Yuan changed his left fist into an elbow. Channeling a surge of Qi Force, he slammed it viciously into Lin Feng's side.
CRACK!
A sickening crack echoed as Lin Feng's body convulsed.
PFFT!
No longer able to hold it back, he sprayed a mouthful of blood. Lin Feng's face instantly paled, and he stumbled back several steps before steadying himself.
A savage expression appeared on Murong Yuan's face as he sneered.
"You little brat, let's see how much longer you can hold on!"
Lin Feng circulated his Inner Strength, suppressing the turbulent turmoil in his body and the searing pain. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he slowly got back on his feet.
That last blow had clearly wounded him, but he also understood that if he let Murong Yuan capitalize on this opening, he would have no chance of survival.
"Heh heh."
Murong Yuan grinned, revealing a row of stark white teeth. He stared at Lin Feng with a sinister gaze. "You must be in a lot of pain right now. This is the price for opposing me."
After speaking, he once again brandished his palms, attacking Lin Feng as fast as a gale. He wanted to strike while the iron was hot and end Lin Feng's life as soon as possible.
Not to be outdone, Lin Feng also clenched his fists and smashed them toward Murong Yuan.
'This old bastard is actually pretty damn strong!'
Lin Feng cursed inwardly. His entire body ached with a paralyzing numbness, as if his very bones were shattering.
Murong Yuan was indeed powerful. His speed and strength far surpassed that of an ordinary Late-Stage Innate Ancient Martial Artist. After trading just a few blows, Lin Feng's breathing had already grown heavy.
"Hmph! I don't care how strong you are. You will die here today!"
Murong Yuan's voice grew increasingly crazed. He realized Lin Feng's potential was simply too terrifying. If he allowed the boy to keep growing, he would undoubtedly become a catastrophic threat in the future.
"I will kill you here, no matter the cost!"
Murong Yuan's eyes were bloodshot. He knew he no longer had a choice.
SWISH!
In the next instant, Murong Yuan executed a strange footwork technique. He closed the distance in a blur, his right palm cutting through the air with a whistling gale as he lunged at Lin Feng with extreme speed.
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of blows. Each collision resounded with a heavy, explosive thud.
BAM!
Finally, Lin Feng's shoulder took a hit, and his entire body was immediately sent stumbling back several steps.
"Haha! This is what you get for opposing me! Go to hell, you little bastard!"
Murong Yuan let out a wild laugh. In a flash, he was on Lin Feng again, thrusting both palms straight at his chest.
Lin Feng felt an unbearable itching sensation all over. It was like he was being bitten by insects, as if millions of ants were gnawing on his skin. The hairs on his body stood on end, and goosebumps erupted all over him.
This was the sensation of his blood vessels bursting, unable to withstand the overwhelming force of the impacts.
Despite being tormented by this agonizing, itching pain, Lin Feng's resolve did not waver. His eyes remained deep and dark, as if they held the vastness of a starry cosmos.
A vicious grin stretched across Murong Yuan's face. He would not hold back this time. This was his only chance!
His palm was less than half an inch from Lin Feng's chest. He could even see the fabric of Lin Feng's shirt ripple from the force of his strike. His eyes gleamed with even greater excitement.