Chapter 425: Howling
A sharp, piercing sound cut through the air. A dart, wreathed in a fierce wind, whistled toward the heavens, aiming straight for Lin Feng's throat.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. With his incredible reflexes, he shot out his left leg to block the incoming dart, then immediately swept his right leg toward its master.
BAM!
Another vicious collision. The dart's master was once again forced back several steps by Lin Feng.
Murong Yuan's body swayed slightly. 'This Lin Feng is even harder to deal with than before,' he thought. He had felt a strange sense of pressure from their last clash.
What he didn't know was that Lin Feng was even more shocked. 'That dart was incredibly fast. Even I couldn't have dodged it. I had no choice but to block it head-on.'
SWOOSH!
Another series of sharp whooshes filled the air as a dozen throwing knives shot toward Lin Feng in a triangular formation.
This time, Lin Feng didn't try to block. He stomped his foot on the ground, launching himself into the air to evade the projectiles.
But Lin Feng couldn't escape the third wave of darts. This volley of knives was like a viper striking from its den—vicious and unpredictable!
'So I can't dodge them all after all?'
Lin Feng quickly leaped sideways. This time, instead of dodging, he swung both hands out, reaching directly for the flying knives.
CLANG!
A series of metallic clashes rang out as Lin Feng batted the knives away. But this brief delay was all Murong Yuan needed to charge in once again.
THUD!
Murong Yuan stomped his foot, and his body shot forward.
He couldn't afford to hold back any longer. The past two exchanges had already consumed a great deal of his stamina.
'I have to suppress Lin Feng again, right now! Otherwise, this will get really troublesome!'
Lin Feng's pupils contracted. He could see that Murong Yuan was about to use his trump card, so he decided not to hold back either.
"Hah!"
With a low shout, just as his fist was an inch away from Murong Yuan, it suddenly morphed from a fist into a claw, clamping down hard on Murong Yuan's right arm.
CRACK!
The sharp sound of bone breaking rang out. Lin Feng had actually twisted and broken Murong Yuan's right arm.
Immediately, an immense force surged from his right arm. Murong Yuan felt a heart-rending pain, and then his entire body was flying uncontrollably.
Lin Feng lashed out with a whip kick, sending Murong Yuan flying. He then stood in place, panting heavily.
That last move had taken a lot out of him as well.
Murong Yuan flew back a few meters in a pathetic state before crashing to the ground, his face pale.
"You still have this much stamina?"
Rubbing his numb shoulder, Murong Yuan stared at Lin Feng, his eyes filled with astonishment.
"You sure talk a lot of nonsense."
Lin Feng snorted coldly. Stomping his foot, he shot forward like an arrow loosed from its bow, lunging at Murong Yuan with a chilling killing intent.
"Hmph!"
Murong Yuan snorted and retreated rapidly.
He knew he was no longer a match for Lin Feng. In their last clash, Lin Feng had demonstrated superb combat sense, giving him no opportunity for close-quarters combat.
BANG!
Just as Murong Yuan retreated, a large fist suddenly appeared in his vision, smashing viciously toward his head.
WHOOSH!
At the critical moment, Murong Yuan jerked his head to the side. Lin Feng's fist grazed his cheek, mussing his neat sideburns.
'Damn it!'
Murong Yuan cursed inwardly. He never expected Lin Feng to be so despicable as to launch a sneak attack while he was retreating.
BOOM!
Murong Yuan stomped his foot, his body instantly shooting out like a black streak, charging straight for Lin Feng.
CLASH!
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged several blows inside the room.
Murong Yuan was indeed powerful and had a wealth of combat techniques, but Lin Feng refused to clash with him head-on. Instead, he skillfully evaded his opponent's attacks while looking for opportunities to counter. For a moment, the two seemed evenly matched.
This brought a faint smile to Lin Feng's lips. This situation was very favorable for him.
In Lin Feng's view, Murong Yuan might be powerful, but he was getting old, and his martial arts were a bit rusty.
And perhaps because he had used pills to recover his strength, his moves were a bit stiff and awkward.
In contrast, Lin Feng's attacks were cunning, strange, and impossible to defend against. Murong Yuan soon found himself struggling to keep up, beads of sweat gradually forming on his skin.
THWACK!
Ultimately, Lin Feng gained the upper hand. He seized an opportunity, closing the distance as Murong Yuan dodged, and landed a vicious kick on his chest.
Murong Yuan grunted, his body flying backward. He crashed heavily through a wall and fell to the ground, a trickle of blood leaking from the corner of his mouth. The kick had clearly inflicted a minor injury.
"Cough, cough... You're good. Very good. I will repay today's debt, piece by piece, upon your body!"
Murong Yuan slowly got to his feet, his tone dripping with cold malice.
"Your nonsense is really starting to pile up."
Lin Feng shook his head at his words. He had no time to waste bantering with Murong Yuan, so he moved, charging toward him.
"You're courting death!"
Murong Yuan roared, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Lin Feng, his body radiating an astonishing killing intent.
He was furious. Lin Feng's repeated provocations and suppression had pushed his anger to its absolute limit.
And now Lin Feng even dared to take the initiative and attack?
'He's completely looking down on me!'
BOOM!
Lin Feng's speed was incredible. In an instant, he appeared before Murong Yuan and slammed into him with an Iron Mountain Lean.
"Hmph, boy, you really think you can be arrogant with a bit of brute force? Let me tell you, the world of a Martial Artist is never that simple!"
Murong Yuan said, looking coldly at Lin Feng. He hadn't been sent flying as Lin Feng expected. Instead, he had used the momentum of Lin Feng's charge to slam a powerful punch into his waist.
BAM!
Lin Feng's body was sent flying, crashing heavily onto the floor.
PTUI!
Lin Feng spat out a mouthful of blood. His whole body felt sore and weak, and he was on the verge of passing out.
"Haha… You can't take it anymore, can you? Our fight is over now!"
Seeing Lin Feng defeated, Murong Yuan burst into laughter. He could tell that Lin Feng was now exhausted and completely powerless to resist.
He now held the absolute advantage. Even if Lin Feng were made of iron, he couldn't possibly be his opponent now. With just a few more minutes, Lin Feng's death was certain.
"Is that so?"