Chapter 423: Killing Intent
"Hahaha, boy. You didn't really think I was just the Great Elder of the Murong Family, did you?"
As he spoke, Murong Yuan slowly climbed to his feet, his eyes filled with savagery and killing intent.
"Think about it! If my only status was Great Elder of the Murong Family, how could I have possibly gotten this far!"
With a savage expression, Murong Yuan reached into his robes and pulled out an ornate brocade box.
Under the solemn gazes of the onlookers, he opened it, revealing a single, faintly pink pill within.
"Boy, today, I'll let a junior from the Mortal Realm like you know that the methods of the hidden powers are far beyond what you can imagine!"
With a furious roar, Murong Yuan swallowed the pill. The next moment, the gruesome wounds and bruises on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Moreover, his Dantian swelled rapidly. His previously languid aura grew stronger, and in just a few short seconds, his presence returned to the Peak of Late Stage Innate—and even seemed on the verge of surpassing it!
Lin Feng's brow furrowed as he watched the changes enveloping Murong Yuan. 'That pill is definitely not simple.'
But his opponent had moved too quickly, and the box had obscured the pill, so he hadn't gotten a clear look at it.
Murong Yuan glared at Lin Feng, his eyes thick with killing intent. 'I must kill him today. Otherwise, what will become of my authority?'
BOOM!
With a muffled boom, his figure abruptly vanished. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Lin Feng, his hand a claw, his fingers hooked as they shot toward Lin Feng's throat.
SWOOSH!
The sound of tearing air echoed continuously. Murong Yuan held nothing back this time. His speed was incredible; in the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Lin Feng.
BANG!
A series of dull clashes rang out as Lin Feng was forced back again and again. Murong Yuan was too fast, and his attack too sudden. Lin Feng could only barely manage to parry.
THUD, THUD, THUD!
Lin Feng stumbled back more than ten steps before he managed to steady himself.
At that moment, Lin Feng felt a splitting pain in his chest as trickles of blood seeped through his skin. It felt as if his very bones were on the verge of shattering.
A flash of shock crossed Lin Feng's eyes as he looked at the grim-faced Murong Yuan before him. 'What a formidable Fist Technique!'
'I just used my full strength, yet I was still at a disadvantage. Murong Yuan's moves are just too bizarre, and his power is far more profound and unfathomable than before.'
'He must have taken some kind of miraculous Spirit Pill that boosts combat power or heals injuries. Otherwise, with his cultivation, there's no way he could have wounded me so badly with a single punch. I refuse to believe it.'
A cold glint flashed in Murong Yuan's eyes as he stared at Lin Feng. 'Lin Feng's resilience is beyond my expectations. But so what?'
'Sooner or later, I will wash away the shame of this day!'
A cold sneer spread across his face. As the potent Inner Strength circulated through his body, the debris on the floor began to ripple. The entire room filled with a powerful, oppressive pressure.
SWISH!
Murong Yuan instantly charged at Lin Feng, his figure moving like a bolt of lightning, his speed pushed to its absolute limit.
'I won't let him get away this time. I'll grind his bones to dust!'
WHOOSH!
His fist flew out with a whistling sound, terrifying Inner Strength gathering madly as it shot directly toward Lin Feng's head. Lin Feng's pupils contracted at the sight of such an attack.
'I can't block this head-on!'
Making his decision in an instant, Lin Feng's figure blurred, and with a sharp whoosh, he dodged Murong Yuan's attack.
He pushed off the wall with his palm, using the force to instantly leap out of Murong Yuan's attack range.
BOOM!
Murong Yuan's fist missed its mark, slamming violently into a stone pillar. Under the force of the blow, the sturdy pillar crumbled into dust and ash.
'So this is his current strength?'
An excited glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. After swallowing that strange pill, Murong Yuan was powerful—more powerful than any enemy he had ever faced.
But he was also thrilled. This was the perfect chance to test the fruits of his recent training. 'This is the true allure of martial arts.'
'Once you grasp their profound principles, even ordinary martial arts from the Mortal Realm can possess a terrifying power.'
SWOOSH!
Murong Yuan's movements were phantom-like. He leaped into the air, tracing an arc, and kicked out with his right foot as if it were forged from steel. A sharp streak of black light cut through the air, aimed straight at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng continuously dodged, but Murong Yuan's assault only grew more frantic.
His Body Technique was profound, allowing him to evade Murong Yuan's attacks at the last possible moment, but it was clear that Lin Feng was straining to do so.
Beads of sweat trickled down Lin Feng's forehead. Murong Yuan's attacks were too relentless, giving him no opportunity to catch his breath.
But Lin Feng's gaze remained resolute. There wasn't a trace of fear in his heart; on the contrary, the longer he fought, the more courageous he became.
They moved so fast that only blurs could be seen darting around the room. Their fists and feet collided again and again, erupting in a series of bone-chilling impacts.
BAM!
Finally, with an explosive crack, one of Murong Yuan's whip kicks slammed into Lin Feng's side. He was sent flying, a spray of blood erupting from his mouth.
"Lin Xiaoyou!"
Murong Yi Yun, who was unable to join the battle due to his condition, cried out in alarm, his grip tightening on the special communicator in his hand.
'He'd never expected Murong Yuan to be this savage. Lin Feng had clearly held the upper hand, but thanks to that strange pill, the tables had been completely turned.'
THUD!
Lin Feng slammed onto the ground. He felt his qi and blood roiling inside him, and he nearly coughed up another mouthful of blood. The force of that whip kick was immense; it had nearly shattered his ribs!
But this was not enough to take Lin Feng out of the fight. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes blazing with a fierce will to fight.
"You're strong. Stronger than I expected."
"But today, your defeat is certain!"
Lin Feng's words were ice-cold as his eyes locked onto Murong Yuan.
Hearing Lin Feng's words, a mocking smile spread across Murong Yuan's face.
"Hahaha… You've got some nerve, making boasts like that. I've recovered to my peak strength. You think you can fight me in your battered state?"
"You'd be better off getting on your knees and begging for mercy! I might grant you a quick death, free from any physical suffering."
Murong Yuan cackled madly. Although he was wary deep down, he didn't believe Lin Feng could defeat him. After all, he was back at his peak. No matter how much of a prodigy Lin Feng was, his defeat was inevitable!