Chapter 427: Deflection
Murong Yuan cursed loudly, his eyes glinting with murderous intent as he charged at Lin Feng once again.
"SWOOSH!"
Lin Feng's figure blurred, and in the next second, he appeared on Murong Yuan's other side. He thrust a finger straight for Murong Yuan's throat.
"BANG!"
Murong Yuan knocked the finger strike aside with a whip-like kick.
In that opening, Lin Feng moved and had already circled behind Murong Yuan.
Murong Yuan sensed the anomaly behind him. He twisted his waist abruptly and pushed out with both hands. The force from his palms was overwhelming, crashing viciously into Lin Feng's chest.
Lin Feng was sent flying backward again. He carved a long trench in the ground before crashing through a window and landing outside the villa.
"Hmph, you little bastard. I thought you were actually tough, but it seems you're nothing special!"
Murong Yuan sneered, his face full of mockery. The battle had been brief, but the victor was already decided.
In the recent exchange, although Lin Feng had appeared brave and invincible, he didn't have a strange pill like the one Murong Yuan had used. Murong Yuan, on the other hand, had used the pill to recover to his peak condition, which was why Lin Feng was at a disadvantage.
Moreover, Lin Feng's assault had been too fierce, holding nothing back, which left him in a poor state as well.
He needed a moment to rest.
But Lin Feng's sudden maneuver infuriated him. 'That bastard actually used the force of my own attack to get away! Is he playing me for a fool?!'
"Damn you, kid! You're not leaving here alive today, I swear it!"
Realizing what Lin Feng had done, Murong Yuan grew even more enraged. He had never encountered such a troublesome opponent.
His cultivation and strength were clearly far inferior, yet he was still able to exploit every possible situation to find an opening.
"Die for me!"
Murong Yuan roared, his figure flickering. In an instant, he appeared before Lin Feng and threw two punches. The wind from his fists howled, making one's heart pound with fear.
"Get lost!"
Lin Feng shouted, sweeping out with a whip-like kick that collided with Murong Yuan's attack.
"THUD, THUD, THUD!"
The moment their attacks met, they both stumbled back several steps. Every time Lin Feng's foot landed, it left a deep print on the ground.
Their figures moved rapidly in mid-air, constantly swapping positions as they attacked each other.
Lin Feng's attacks grew faster and faster. His movements were as elusive and unpredictable as a phantom, impossible to grasp. Murong Yuan, on the other hand, was being suppressed by Lin Feng's assault, struggling to even breathe.
"BANG!"
The two of them fought relentlessly. Waves of Fist Force and palm winds radiated outward, kicking up clouds of dust.
Murong Yuan's face gradually turned pale, and his forehead was beaded with fine sweat. Lin Feng, in contrast, was perfectly calm, as if nothing had happened at all.
"What do you think? Your attacks are sharp, aren't they? Too bad they're too slow. You can dodge once, but you can't dodge forever. Today, you're destined to die!"
A cold smile appeared on Lin Feng's face, his words dripping with ridicule. This made the flames of fury burn in Murong Yuan's heart.
"WHOOSH!"
The next moment, Murong Yuan leaped into the air, and a cold glint of light suddenly flashed.
It was a dagger, black as ink. Its entire body was dark and matte, clearly coated in poison. A sinister luster shone from it—a deadly venom.
A strike like this was powerful enough to shatter metal and rock; it could even slice through steel.
Murong Yuan sneered. With a flick of his wrist, the dagger traced an arc as it slashed toward Lin Feng's throat.
"Hmph. You're not the only one with a weapon."
With a cold laugh, Lin Feng flicked his own wrist, and a strangely shaped, deadly-looking dagger appeared in his hand.
"Is that... Zhou Tianyu's weapon?!"
Murong Yuan's pupils shrank, his eyes filled with ferocity. He never expected that Lin Feng had not only killed his subordinate but had also taken his weapon to use against him.
'He's simply courting death! I'll personally twist this guy's head off and show this kid the price for angering me!'
Murong Yuan's eyes widened, and sharp glints of light, almost tangible, shot out from them.
"SWISH!"
He didn't hesitate for a second, continuing his deadly assault on Lin Feng. Both Lin Feng's actions and the strength he was now displaying truly alarmed him.
'If I don't eliminate this boy now, he will become a great menace in the future!'
"CLANG!"
Lin Feng swung his dagger to meet the attack. The crisp sound of metal colliding rang out, deafeningly loud.
Murong Yuan's assault came to an abrupt halt. Lin Feng had blocked his move.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold smile touched his lips.
"You little beast, I didn't expect you to be hiding your true strength. In that case, let me send you to your grave."
Before his voice had even faded, his body turned into an afterimage and shot toward Lin Feng.
He extended his right arm, his five fingers spread like a claw, and reached for Lin Feng's heart. A sharp gust of wind rushed forward, stinging the skin.
His hand was incredibly sharp. If it were to grab hold, it would probably crush Lin Feng's entire heart.
Lin Feng's gaze hardened. He dropped low, dodging Murong Yuan's fatal claw strike.
"WHOOSH!"
But Murong Yuan had already anticipated this. He hooked his left index finger, and a streak of cold light shot out, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air. In the blink of an eye, it was right in front of Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's expression changed. Tapping his toes lightly, he retreated rapidly, narrowly avoiding the sneak attack. But before he could even steady himself, he heard Murong Yuan's sinister, cold laughter.
"So what if you're fast? Can you dodge this strike? Heh heh, you should just obediently accept your death."
Hearing this, Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. An utterly frigid killing intent flashed in his eyes as he also sneered and said, "If that's the case, then let's just see who dies first."
The moment he finished speaking, his right hand swung violently, and the dagger flew from his grasp.
"SHINK!"
The dagger became a shooting star, flashing past. In the blink of an eye, it appeared before Murong Yuan, aiming straight for his throat.
"TING!"
But Murong Yuan's reaction was also swift. He immediately parried with his own dagger, producing a crisp sound.
"SWISH!"
In the next instant, the dagger once again closed in from all directions.
Murong Yuan sneered, his eyes locked on the dagger's trajectory. He thrust his own blade at it, forcing the dagger to change its path.
It scraped past the edge of his dagger, then spun around with a sound that tore through the air and continued its assault on Murong Yuan.
"BANG!"
The two exchanged dozens of blows in an instant. Both of their Body Techniques were strange and unpredictable, their speeds astonishingly fast.
"BANG!"
Finally, dagger met dagger once more, erupting in a brilliant shower of light.
Lin Feng and Murong Yuan each retreated three steps before barely steadying themselves. Lin Feng watched Murong Yuan, a dangerous light flickering in his eyes.
After exchanging dozens of blows, neither of them had gained any advantage.