The man in black gave a sinister smile, and his body shot forward in a sudden burst. The air howled as he swung his arms.
"WHOOSH!"
He was incredibly fast, reaching Lin Feng in the blink of an eye. He thrust out both palms, creating a flurry of overlapping afterimages that crashed forward like surging waves, their power terrifying.
Lin Feng's pupils constricted. He didn't dare hesitate and quickly retreated half a step.
"CRACK!"
Lin Feng's right leg drew a graceful arc through the air as he unleashed a vicious whip kick to meet the man in black's strike.
Lin Feng stumbled back two or three steps before steadying himself, his gaze turning icy as he watched the man in black before him.
The man in black had also been knocked back two steps.
"Damn it!"
The man in black cursed under his breath, his heart seething with rage. Beneath his hood, his expression was utterly savage.
The rain poured down in sheets, but both men let it stream past their eyes, not daring to even think of wiping them away or closing them for an instant.
They knew that if they so much as blinked, their opponent would seize the fleeting opportunity to land a fatal blow.
"BOOM!"
A peal of thunder rolled across the sky as a violent lightning strike crashed down, completely enveloping the two fighters.
"Die!"
The man in black roared at the sky. He took a heavy step forward and shot both fists toward Lin Feng like cannonballs.
"BANG!"
After another collision, both men recoiled, but this time, a trickle of fresh blood escaped the corner of the man in black's mouth.
He was injured.
Though it was only a minor wound, he was keenly aware of his condition.
'At this rate, I won't last half an hour. I'll lose.'
'Damn it!'
He cursed inwardly. Looking at the calm and collected Lin Feng across from him, a deep sense of frustration washed over him.
'I was the one who launched the sneak attack, I had the upper hand! Not to mention I'm using a Short Blade, and Lin Feng has only used his fists and feet this whole time, without any weapon at all.'
"Heh, what's wrong? Can't take it anymore? Then you'd better get on your knees and beg for mercy. Once I decide to get serious, you might just die."
Lin Feng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
This condescending attitude, as if looking down on an inferior opponent, infuriated the man in black. It was nothing short of humiliating!
"I'll tear that mouth right off your face!"
With a roar, he stomped his foot and lunged at Lin Feng, intent on killing him.
"STOMP!"
Lin Feng still didn't meet the attack head-on, instead using his own agility to continuously evade the man's onslaught.
'I have the upper hand. There's no reason to risk getting stabbed just for a direct confrontation.'
The man in black's assault grew more and more frenzied, each move laced with boundless rage, as if he were venting long-suppressed frustrations.
"BANG!"
After a flurry of rapid-fire collisions, Lin Feng and the man in black became little more than two blurs, the constant sound of them slicing through the air making their trajectories impossible to follow.
An ordinary person witnessing this scene would be utterly dumbfounded.
Not even the world's most elite fighting competitions showcased such monstrous strength.
It was like watching a battle between the martial arts masters of legend!
"Hahaha! Now this is what I'm talking about!"
Lin Feng roared with excitement. His posture shifted abruptly as he launched a low sweep at the man in black's waist, as swift and decisive as an autumn wind scattering fallen leaves.
"BANG!"
The man in black had no other choice but to block Lin Feng's leg sweep with both palms.
But the impact sent a searing pain through the webbing of his thumbs and made his wrists go numb. He stumbled back a few steps, his expression flickering.
"SWISH!"
Lin Feng charged forward again. He threw a hook that whistled through the air, aimed violently at the man in black's face.
The man in black was now on the defensive. Facing Lin Feng's powerful, heavy-handed punch, he could only barely raise his arm to block it.
At the same time, he bent his knees slightly, angling his arm to create a curve that would deflect the force and prevent serious injury.
"BANG!"
But Lin Feng's fist was simply too powerful. In the end, the man in black couldn't fully block it. He was blasted backward by the punch and nearly collapsed to his knees, struggling to rise.
"Fuck it! I refuse to believe I can't kill you!"
The man in black struggled to his feet. Glaring venomously at Lin Feng, he pulled something that looked like a smoke bomb from his waist and hurled it at him.
"PFFT!"
As a thick cloud of white smoke billowed out, the man in black's figure vanished.
Lin Feng's expression turned grave. He hadn't expected the man in black to be carrying something like this.
'So he's decided to play dirty.'
Though the smoke filled the air and obscured his vision, Lin Feng remained vigilant, standing perfectly still.
'I'm not afraid of whatever tricks he has up his sleeve. I just need to stay on guard.'
'Just one whiff of the smoke told me it was full of anesthetic compounds, and maybe even a trace of poison.'
'But for someone who's dealt with drugs and poisons as long as I have, avoiding inhaling an anesthetic is child's play.'
"SHINK! SHINK!"
Suddenly, two daggers with glinting blades emerged silently from the smoke, one aimed at Lin Feng's throat and the other at his abdomen.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. 'I knew he wouldn't give up so easily.' He was already prepared.
Just as the daggers were about to reach him, he abruptly shifted to the side, dodging one of the blades. At the same time, his right leg whipped out like an iron hook.
But as his attack landed, Lin Feng discovered that his opponent had already vanished.
The strange smoke obscuring his vision, combined with the man in black's bizarre Body Technique, was starting to become a real problem for Lin Feng.
"Heh heh. Nowhere to run now, is there?"
A cold laugh suddenly echoed from behind him. Then, as if by magic, the man in black materialized at Lin Feng's back, raising the Short Blade in his hand to stab at his neck.
Lin Feng spun around and ducked. 'I'm unarmed and I've lost the initiative. I have to avoid his blade at all costs, or I'll be the one at a disadvantage.'
Lin Feng ducked low, barely evading the man in black's slash, and used the momentum to create distance between them.
But this time, the man in black didn't press the attack. Instead, he gave a cold smile and swung his arms wide.
In that instant, several daggers shot through the air, flying straight toward Lin Feng.
"SWOOSH!"
The sharp sound of the blades slicing through the air echoed in the night.
Lin Feng's expression changed. As fast as he was, he knew an attack of this caliber would be difficult to handle.
His concentration pushed to the limit, he twisted his body to the side, dodging the daggers by a hair's breadth. He immediately followed up with a flying kick aimed at the man in black.
But the man in black had already anticipated the move. He nimbly sidestepped Lin Feng's attack, then pressed forward, once again raising his dagger for a vicious stab at Lin Feng's chest.