Chapter 433: Far Exceeds?
However, although he hadn't managed to kill Lin Feng, Murong Yuan's strike had still left him with a minor injury.
"Heh heh, looks like your weapon is useless. Since you don't have one anymore, let's go bare-fisted. I'd like to see what other tricks you have up your sleeve."
Murong Yuan sneered. The recent exchange had made him realize that Lin Feng's physical prowess far exceeded his own. However, he was older, after all, and had been training for much longer.
Because of this, his confidence had returned, and he believed he had seized the upper hand.
Lin Feng's expression grew incredibly grim. He knew he had to end this fight quickly. If it dragged on, the outcome would almost certainly be disastrous for him.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Feng fixed his gaze on Murong Yuan. The fighting spirit radiating from him intensified until he seemed like an unsheathed blade.
HUUFF.
Lin Feng extended both palms, curling his fingers like hooks. The veins on his hands bulged.
A single glance was enough to tell how much power was contained within them.
"Hmph. Just a few parlor tricks. You dare show them off in front of me?"
Murong Yuan gave a cold shout, swinging his palms. They cut through the air with a whistling sound as they flew toward Lin Feng.
An overwhelming pressure washed over the area. The surrounding air seemed to solidify, becoming suffocatingly oppressive.
The muscles on his arms bulged. Inner Strength circulated through his body, covering his arms in an exceptionally clever way. This was the Murong Clan's exclusive Body Tempering Method.
'Is he really going for the kill?'
A bitter smile touched Lin Feng's lips. He hadn't expected Murong Yuan to use such a Secret Technique. But this was no time for hesitation. He didn't dare to be careless. Stomping his feet hard on the ground, he shot about a meter into the air.
His two large hands shot out, clawing toward Murong Yuan like an eagle's talons. In that split second, Lin Feng finally made his move!
BANG!
Lin Feng's hand effortlessly seized Murong Yuan's wrist. With a surge of strength, he grabbed his entire arm and wrenched it backward.
CRACK!
The faint sound of a bone shattering could be heard. Murong Yuan's body arched violently as excruciating pain swept through him.
A pained scream escaped Murong Yuan. His eyes went wide as he stared at Lin Feng, his gaze filled with disbelief.
'It all happened so fast... I didn't even have time to react. How did he break my move just like that?'
Everything had happened too quickly; Murong Yuan hadn't even had a chance to defend himself. He also hadn't expected Lin Feng's explosive power to be so immense.
For Lin Feng to be able to make such a precise judgment under those circumstances was truly remarkable.
'Damn it, what's with this kid's reflexes and physical conditioning?'
Cold sweat beaded on Murong Yuan's forehead. He was shocked that Lin Feng was not only agile but also possessed such incredible explosive power, allowing him to capitalize on a single moment of carelessness to counterattack.
What infuriated him most was that Lin Feng's reaction speed was in no way inferior to his own. This filled Murong Yuan with rage.
Who was he? The Murong Clan's once-in-a-century genius. And now, he was being pushed into a corner by a young man in his twenties. It was an utter disgrace.
With a flicker of thought, Murong Yuan flicked the dagger in his hand. It carved a graceful arc as it slashed toward Lin Feng. 'I'll take out your legs first,' he thought. 'Let's see you fight me then, Lin Feng.'
SWISH!
The dagger tore through the air, leaving an afterimage in its wake.
"Hmph."
Seeing the dagger flying toward him, Lin Feng snorted coldly. He stomped his feet violently on the ground, causing it to crack and splinter.
A tremendous shockwave erupted from beneath Lin Feng's feet, kicking up a cloud of dust. Lin Feng used the force of the impact to launch himself forward.
WHOOSH.
Lin Feng moved like lightning, appearing before Murong Yuan in an instant!
Seizing the opportunity, he straightened his right leg and swung it viciously at Murong Yuan. His kick carried a howling wind, like a gale sweeping away fallen leaves, as it swept toward Murong Yuan with terrifying power.
Murong Yuan could only watch as Lin Feng's kick approached. His pupils shrank to pinpricks. The pressure from this kick was immense; he even suspected that Lin Feng had been deliberately waiting for this exact moment to attack.
He roared in anger, gripping the dagger with both hands and holding it in front of him to block.
BOOM!
Lin Feng's right leg collided with Murong Yuan's dagger. A violent blast of air erupted outward, sending dirt flying and snapping tree branches.
Murong Yuan slid backward several steps. Each time his foot landed, it left a shallow crater in the ground.
His arms trembled slightly. The webbing between his thumb and index finger had split open, and crimson blood slowly dripped down, staining the ground.
Lin Feng, however, hadn't moved an inch. He still stood proudly.
Murong Yuan's gaze gradually darkened. He had underestimated Lin Feng, not expecting him to be so difficult to deal with.
Lin Feng's sudden kick had caught him completely off guard. If he hadn't reacted in time, he would probably be lying on the ground right now!
Murong Yuan looked up at the sky, his eyes narrowing. His gaze was terrifyingly cold as he said through gritted teeth, "Good, kid. You've really surprised me. It seems I'll have to pay a certain price."
WHOOSH...
Murong Yuan raised his arm, his sleeve billowing as if in a strong wind. Immediately, several hidden weapons shot out, piercing the air in the blink of an eye and transforming into several streaks of black light that shot toward Lin Feng.
Murong Yuan's skill with the Hidden Weapon Technique was profound, but he rarely used it. It was meant to be used for exactly this kind of situation—to catch his opponent by surprise!
Faced with the rapidly approaching hidden weapons, Lin Feng furrowed his brow. He turned his body slightly to the side, dodging two of them.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The remaining four hidden weapons embedded themselves in a nearby stone paver.
Just then, Murong Yuan flicked his sleeve again. The dagger in his other hand glinted with a sinister cold light as he slashed it straight at Lin Feng's neck!
The angle was bizarrely tricky, completely cutting off all of Lin Feng's escape routes!
But Lin Feng remained unhurried. Tapping his toes on the ground, he spun around, and his body vanished from its spot.
Murong Yuan's dagger slashed through empty air. He tapped a single foot lightly on the ground; his vast combat experience allowed him to control his momentum with exquisite finesse.
Lin Feng's fist slammed into Murong Yuan's shoulder.
Murong Yuan grunted in pain, and the dagger fell to the ground.
Lin Feng didn't press his advantage, because he knew Murong Yuan would never just stand there and take a hit. Sure enough, before he could even retract his arm, Murong Yuan's elbow came smashing toward him.
CLATTER!
As the dagger hit the ground, Murong Yuan seized the opportunity to leap up and whip a roundhouse kick at Lin Feng's head.
Lin Feng's eyelids lifted slightly. He sharply raised his right knee to meet Murong Yuan's roundhouse kick.
THUD!