At such an age, he has entered the early stage of muscle training, and his actual combat power is comparable to that of an average late Muscle Forging warrior.
I'm afraid even Town Mountain Tower's Young Tower Master may not be able to compare with such talent.
Especially Yan Feng asked himself that he knew a lot about many things in Lin'an County City, but he had never heard any news or rumors about the person in front of him.
Logically speaking, such a genius cannot be so unknown.
Soon an idea came to his mind.
He is not a Lin'an County City person, he is a Prefecture City person. As for Town Mountain Tower, it is just a cover for what he said.
"Boy, who are you?"
He moved his hands for a moment and spoke in a deep voice.
However, Lin Sheng had no intention of answering. When the opponent's offensive slowed down, he turned around and ran away.
This scene made Yan Feng stunned for a moment, but soon his expression became colder and colder.
"Very good, no matter who you are or what your background is, you will be buried here today..."
As soon as the words fell, Yan Feng's figure was already rushing towards Lin Sheng.
At this moment, murderous intent surged in his heart. The better Lin Sheng performed, the more he could not let go of the other party. After all, there was probably a powerful force behind such a person. Now that he had taken action, he had to eliminate the root cause.
This time he didn't hold back at all, and his figure was like a crossbow arrow being shot out.
Even though Lin Sheng has a three-point bonus from Agility Boost, the distance between the two is still shrinking at this moment.
"It's useless. You can't escape. Instead of resisting, it's better to stop and die. Maybe I will make you feel better."
While running towards him, Yan Feng kept talking about disturbing the opponent.
But Lin Sheng actually stopped, and the next moment he took out a cloth bag from his arms and threw it back.
Yan Feng reacted very quickly. He smashed the cloth bag into pieces with a wave of the iron fan and exploded a large white mist in an instant.
Without any hesitation, Lin Sheng waved his hand and shot several more darts into the white mist.
clang clang clang...
Several crisp sounds rang out from the white mist, and an iron fan had already poked out of it, reaching straight for Lin Sheng's neck.
Lin Sheng raised his hand and blocked the iron spear upwards, barely blocking the iron fan, but his body was pushed back several steps by the force of it.
In the white mist, Yan Feng rushed out. Although his face was still clean, his original Confucian shirt was stained with white dust.
"Lime?"
Yan Feng's face looked a little ugly, as if he could drip water.
The reason why he is called Iron Fan Scholar is that in addition to using an iron fan, he also has a serious mysophobia.
At this moment, his neat clothes were turned into such a mess, which made him extremely angry.
"Boy, do you think you can escape with such despicable means?"
"Just wait, I will break all your bones bit by bit."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Lin Sheng.
The iron fan in his hand swayed like the wind, falling like raindrops on Lin Sheng.
This time Lin Sheng did not run away, but tried to block with his iron gun.
During the gap, they occasionally fired back with guns, but they were easily resolved by the opponent.
Suddenly, his thighs swelled, and he raised his foot to kick the opponent. Yan Feng turned his left hand to strike out, and with a bang, Lin Sheng's figure fell back again.
"White Ape Leg Technique, huh, so-so."
Yan Feng snorted coldly. As a master who has been famous for many years, his eyesight is very good. He can see Lin Sheng's legs and feet at a glance.
As he spoke, the figure was already approaching again, but when he got closer, the iron fan broke away from his palm and circled around Lin Sheng. This sudden move caught Lin Sheng off guard, and he raised his iron gun to block it at his side.
With the noise that sent chills all over the body, the iron gun was split into two parts, and the iron fan fell to Lin Sheng's chest after a moment's pause.
He tried his best to dodge, but in the end he was still too late, and a bloody line was drawn on his chest by the tip of the fan.
Although the vital part was not affected, it was just a skin injury, but there was still a stream of blood flowing out, dyeing the clothes on his body red.
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning, the fun is yet to come."
The iron fan turned around from Lin Sheng's side and returned to Yan Feng's hand again. He saw that his hands were separated, and the iron fan had been divided into two, and divided into two weird-looking weapons.
Lin Sheng didn't pay attention to the wound on his chest, but looked at the opponent with frowning eyebrows, then moved forward instead of retreating, and rushed straight towards the opponent.
"Seeking death!"
Seeing this scene, Yan Feng laughed ferociously, turned the two strange-shaped weapons in his hands, and faced them directly.
Lin Sheng only had half of the iron gun left in his hand. Every time the two collided, a string of sparks exploded, leaving a series of dents on the broken gun. It would obviously break again soon.
Lin Sheng, on the other hand, seemed not to have seen it. He continued to smash down the broken gun without hesitation, and headed straight for the opponent's door.
For a moment, he could barely resist the opponent's attack, but Yan Feng sneered again and again, leaving a blood mark on Lin Sheng's body from time to time.
Although none of them penetrate deep into the flesh, it won't take long for them to lose blood and strength and lose their ability to resist if there are too many of them. At that time, he can naturally slowly control the opponent.
At this time, he already has a chance to win. He still has Burst Secret Technique that he has not used yet. If he uses it, he is sure that he can defeat the opponent within a few breaths.
Just using Burst Secret Technique will also damage Origin Energy. In this case, it just takes a little more time and there is no need to use it.
If you let the other party fight back because of impatience, you may get some minor injuries even if you don't care.
And now he is happy to see his prey slowly despairing in his hands.
Suddenly, Lin Sheng's hands swelled, and the muscles on his arms swelled, rushing toward his palms like a wave. All the strength of his body was gathered in his hands, and the powerful power was fully reflected in the broken gun.
"Little tricks."
Seeing this, Yan Feng sneered. He naturally saw that the other party was desperate.
At that moment, he crossed his hands and raised his weapons overlapping each other.
He practices Cloud Smoke Art, and although he is not known for his strength, he is a late Muscle Forging master who has practiced for many years. From the previous fights, he has already felt that the opponent's strength is not that good, and is a bit weaker than him. Even if he explodes with all his strength, he is not afraid at all.
The iron spear shot out like a black lightning, and two strange-shaped weapons stood firmly in front of it.
There was only a loud explosion as the two collided violently.
Feeling the tyrannical power coming from the iron gun, Yan Feng took a step back. However, just when he wanted to retaliate, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
Because at this time, he clearly felt that the power on the iron gun suddenly increased a lot, almost doubling what it was before.
In just an instant, the weapon in front of him was knocked away, and the broken gun, which was stained with rust and scarred, went straight to stab him between the eyebrows without losing its force.
The sharp explosion of air made Yan Feng feel a cold feeling between his eyebrows, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.
"Not good!"
He secretly thought, and quickly dodged without thinking. He was caught off guard at such a close distance, and even with his body skills, he couldn't completely avoid it. Although he could barely avoid the vital point between his eyebrows, the iron spear pierced his left shoulder hard.
Feeling the severe pain coming from his shoulder, Yan Feng looked Distortion, but before he could react, a big gray and black hand had already cut through the air and grabbed him.
Although he suffered a big loss, Yan Feng had rich experience in fighting and never thought of bending his elbow to block the big hand.
Peng!
There was a muffled sound, Yan Feng groaned, could no longer control his body shape, and took several steps back.
There was no chance to breathe at all, Lin Sheng crashed into it like a tiger coming out of the gate.
Rampaging Bull's Headbutt...White Ape Snatching the Moon...Rampaging Bull's Headbutt...
Killing moves were struck one after another, Yan Feng was forced to retreat continuously, and the weapon in his hand was already knocked away.
However, even though Yan Feng had regained his composure, he still blocked all Lin Sheng's attacks even though he was at a disadvantage.
"Boy, you... I'm going to kill you!!"
Finally, after another head-on blow, Yan Feng retreated a few steps again. At this moment, his face was a little pale, but more Distortion angry.
I didn't expect that this kid actually had such a hidden skill, so that he could suffer such a big loss if he didn't notice it for a while.
He also understood that in this situation, he could no longer hold anything back, otherwise, he might really capsize in the gutter.
"Green Smoke Force!"
With a low drink, a series of bone crunching sounds came from Yan Feng's body.
The momentum that was originally a little sluggish suddenly became very fierce.
"There's still a backup plan!"
Seeing Yan Feng's changes, Lin Sheng frowned slightly, but naturally he couldn't just watch the opponent finish. With one kick and two legs, he stomped the ground hard and rushed towards the opponent like a cannonball.
"I want you to die!!"
At this time, Yan Feng's original pale complexion was still gone, replaced by an indescribable ruddy and congested complexion.
He immediately raised his hand and punched Lin Sheng.
Two fists collided.
He only felt a wave of Great Strength coming from his hand, which was actually stronger than when Tusk Mountain Boar entered his body.
Kick, kick, kick... his body inevitably took two steps back.
"This is...Burst Secret Technique!!?"
This idea flashed into his mind.
Although he was horrified in his heart, he didn't show any panic at all, and he immediately stepped back without thinking.
The opponent's strength is already above him, and Burst Secret Technique is already far beyond him.
Naturally, he could no longer stupidly go up and confront the opponent head-on.
Although he has never practiced Burst Secret Technique, he also knows some secret techniques.
No matter what kind of Burst Secret Technique there is a time limit, as soon as the time passes, the state will become much weaker.
"Want to run!"
Seeing Lin Sheng fleeing backwards, Yan Feng laughed angrily, regardless of his injuries.
At that moment, it exerted all its strength to chase forward. With the blessing of Burst Secret Technique, its speed and strength increased by 30 to 40%.
He was already extremely fast, but now his figure was even more like a ghost.
And he also found that the opponent's speed seemed to be much slower than before.
Although he didn't know why, he had full confidence in himself after using the secret technique, and he would definitely kill him if he caught up with him.
However, in the blink of an eye, he was within two meters of Lin Sheng, and was about to catch up, but saw the other party flick his wrist back without looking back, and two darts were fired towards him.
He raised his hand and swatted away the two darts, but his body inevitably paused for a moment, and the original distance instantly widened by several meters.
When he stepped forward again, Lin Sheng raised his hand and shot out two more darts.
Yan Feng could only take action to block the distance before being pulled away. This was repeated several times.
Every time when he was about to catch up with the opponent, he Main Association would throw darts or some debris backwards, forcing him to block or dodge, but he was never able to catch up with the opponent.
"Boy... do you dare to fight with me!!"
Yan Feng chased, shouting angrily.
It's just that Lin Sheng just immersed himself in running and turned a deaf ear, or he threw two darts away.
"You are not afraid of making people laugh by using such despicable tactics... you will bring shame to your master Lineage..."
Yan Feng didn't believe in evil and kept taunting him in an attempt to make him stop.
"Mom!"
However, Lin Sheng threw out a sentence without looking back.
Yan Feng was immediately enraged.
"I'm going to kill you... I'm going to kill you... I'm going to skin you and cramp you!!"
He roared angrily.
"Kill Nima!"
This was the only reply he received.
Yan Feng's face turned red and his fists clenched.
He didn't know how many years he had been as angry as he was today.
Suppressing the overwhelming anger in his heart, he stopped talking, for fear that if he continued to speak, the other party would be angry to death first.
A stick of incense time passed, and at this time Lin Sheng had nothing on his body that could be thrown, whether it was darts or beast materials, they were all empty.
He shot out the last dart in his hand, stopped, turned around and looked at the opponent steadily.
"Run, why don't you run? You've used up all your dirty tricks, haven't you..."
Seeing Lin Sheng stopped, a smile appeared on Yan Feng's face, but this smile was indescribably Distortion ferocious, and at the same time a little crazy and excited.
It made his hands tremble slightly, and he felt light and airy all over his body.
"No more running, it's almost time to send you on your way."
Lin Sheng stood with his fists clasped in his hands, his expression calm, but soon his mouth widened into a sinister smile.
Hearing this, Yan Feng was stunned for a moment, but soon he realized something was wrong.
Only then did he notice that his hands and arms had been stained with a layer of gray, black and purple.
The blood flowing out of the wound on the shoulder was gray and black.
"This is... poison!!"
Yan Feng's expression changed drastically. Before, he was so angry that he was focusing on the other person, thinking about how to kill him, and didn't even notice his own changes.
At this moment, he just realized that the trembling and light feeling in his palms just now was caused by excitement. It was clearly because he was poisoned and the poison attacked his heart.
"You... you... you..."
Yan Feng pointed at Lin Sheng and wanted to say something, but he said the word "you" several times and was speechless at all.
Poof...
Finally he could no longer hold back and spat out a large stream of blood.
This was caused by anger, but even the spitted blood was stained with a layer of black.
This mouthful of blood spat out and his body shook, obviously the poison had fully taken effect.
He forced himself to walk towards Lin Sheng, but now his speed was much slower than before.
Lin Sheng was slowly retreating. Even though Yan Feng seemed to be at the end of his strength at this moment, he had no intention of stepping forward to fight with him in order to avoid being counterattacked by his opponent.
After more than ten breaths of time passed, the rosy color on Yan Feng's face faded.
He instantly turned pale, mixed with a hint of gray and black.
He collapsed to the ground, unable to hold on any longer due to the aftereffects of his secret technique and the poison in his body.
Whoosh...
A pebble came at him, and this time he had no strength to dodge, and his head was hit by the pebble, knocking him out completely.