Chapter 421: Resolved
"Go to hell!"
The next moment, his palms landed on Lin Feng's chest, and he shoved with all his might.
He had already made up his mind. 'Once this push lands, I'll shatter the kid's internal organs and end this fight for good.'
THUD!
At that same instant, a dull thud rang out.
Murong Yuan's arms were pressed flat against Lin Feng's chest, but Lin Feng's own hands were gripping Murong Yuan's wrists. Suddenly, he unleashed a burst of power through his arms!
Lin Feng's eyes flew open wide, his biceps bulging as a torrential wave of immense power surged from his legs into his arms.
BAM!
With a low boom, Murong Yuan was sent flying backward, carving an arc through the air.
He tumbled through the air before barely managing to land on his feet.
THUMP, THUMP, THUMP...
Murong Yuan stumbled back several steps, clutching his arms and staring at Lin Feng in astonishment.
Although Lin Feng hadn't been injured, the power he had just displayed was not to be trifled with—it had actually caused Murong Yuan to feel pain.
He stared at Lin Feng, incredulous. "How are you completely unharmed?!"
After all, Murong Yuan had just struck with seven or eight hundred pounds of force. Logically, even a cultivator at the Peak of the Innate Realm should have been killed instantly by such a blow!
And yet, not only was Lin Feng alive and kicking, but his expression was perfectly composed.
"Heh, didn't you say it yourself? It's still too early to know who's going to win this."
Lin Feng shot Murong Yuan a disdainful look, reaching up to rub his slightly aching arm.
The impact had given him hairline fractures, but that level of pain was nowhere near enough to affect him.
After all, he had endured the most brutal training in Medical Immortal Valley. His will was as firm as steel; an injury like this was nothing to him.
Murong Yuan's rage flared at Lin Feng's words.
'So I've been underestimating him all this time,' he realized. 'The kid's resilience is terrifying.'
Murong Yuan's expression twisted savagely. He stared coldly at Lin Feng, his eyes thick with killing intent. "I refuse to believe you have enough strength left to fight me!"
"Hah!"
The next instant, Murong Yuan roared, bent his knees slightly, and thrust both palms toward Lin Feng.
BAM!
Lin Feng raised his hands to block the two strikes, only to feel an even more ferocious power slam into his arms.
'Such immense power!'
His expression turned grim. Without hesitation, Lin Feng circulated the Spiritual Qi from his Dantian to protect the acupoints in his hands, preventing damage to his meridians.
'Murong Yuan is far stronger than I am,' he thought. 'This fight is no simple matter. The slightest slip-up could give him an opening to land a fatal blow.'
Yet he showed no hint of cowardice or fear. On the contrary, a faint smile touched his lips.
"You little bastard! You're at death's door and you still dare to smile?"
Murong Yuan roared in fury, his palms blurring into afterimages as they shot toward Lin Feng.
BANG!
A fierce wind from the palm strikes swept out in all directions. Any nearby furniture caught in the gale exploded, turning into countless fragments that scattered through the air.
By now, the two were locked in a frenzied battle. Murong Yuan had completely lost control, his attacks crashing down like one tidal wave after another.
In contrast, Lin Feng appeared much calmer, but every move was a narrow escape. If not for his uncanny agility and superior Body Technique, he would have been defeated long ago. Even then, it was clear he couldn't last much longer.
Lin Feng's brow was tightly furrowed, the cold glint in his eyes growing more intense. He had entered a flow state, his mind emptied of all thought, leaving only the pure instinct to fight.
In this state, Lin Feng fought with even greater ferocity. His movements became swifter and more unpredictable, at times even moving faster than Murong Yuan's eyes could track.
This offensive caught Murong Yuan off guard, and he quickly accumulated several new wounds.
"Damn it!"
He roared, twisting his body to evade Lin Feng's attack before fiercely striking out with both palms at Lin Feng's chest.
THUD!
Lin Feng's body trembled violently, and the stone slab beneath his feet instantly cracked. The shock sent him staggering back more than ten steps before he managed to steady himself.
"Hmph. Today, you die!"
Murong Yuan said coldly, his eyes filled with viciousness.
Murong Yuan suddenly leaped into the air, bringing both fists down to smash viciously at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's eyes turned to ice. He took a sudden step forward, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fist, then threw a punch.
Instead of retreating, Lin Feng met the attack head-on, choosing to clash directly with Murong Yuan. In an instant, their fists slammed into each other.
"Aaargh!"
Murong Yuan shrieked. He felt an overwhelming, mountain-crushing force slam into him, sending him flying backward once more.
Lin Feng stood his ground, not having moved an inch. But on Murong Yuan's right arm, blue veins bulged violently, and they were faintly visible on the back of his hand as well. Clearly, Lin Feng's punch had caused him tremendous damage.
Murong Yi Yun was stunned by the sight. 'Just a moment ago, Murong Yuan clearly had the upper hand,' he thought. 'How did it turn into this in the blink of an eye?'
Pfft!
Murong Yuan spat out a mouthful of crimson blood, which splattered through the air and stained the floor.
He braced his left hand against a wall to slowly pull himself up, his eyes fixed on Lin Feng with venomous hatred. He had never expected Lin Feng to be so formidable; to think that he would be the one to lose in a head-on collision.
"Old Murong, you got any other tricks? Don't tell me this is all you have to show for all those years of cultivation."
Lin Feng watched Murong Yuan with a mocking expression. This was all within his expectations.
He had seen through Murong Yuan's true abilities long ago. The man was sinister and cunning, but his actual strength wasn't that overwhelming.
"You damn brat, do you really think I can't kill you?"
Murong Yuan ground his teeth, a bloodthirsty light glinting in the corners of his eyes as he stared at Lin Feng.
But inwardly, his heart grew heavy. Lin Feng's strength far exceeded his imagination. 'This kid's talent is truly heaven-defying!'
Lin Feng didn't answer, merely continuing to watch him with a cold gaze.
"Fine, fine, fine! Since you're so eager to die, I'll be happy to send you on your way!"
Murong Yuan roared, stomped his feet hard against the ground, and then shot toward Lin Feng like an arrow loosed from a bow.
His speed was astonishing. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Lin Feng.
His right hand clenched into a fist, whistling through the air as he smashed it viciously toward Lin Feng's chest.
This punch contained enough force to shatter a mountain; if it landed squarely, Lin Feng's body would undoubtedly be blown to pieces.
BOOM!
The power of the punch was earth-shattering. The air seemed to roar like galloping thunder, emitting a series of deep rumbles.
But Lin Feng's expression remained one of unyielding resolve. He met the attack fearlessly, throwing a punch of his own.