Beast Fury, Wind and Thunder Howl; Fist Strikes, the Villain's Life Ends

After Lin Feng fell, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Wang Shanxiong's attack contained Internal Energy. Though it had not broken Lin Feng's bones, it had shaken and injured his internal organs.

Lin Feng felt despair.

Wang Shanxiong's eyes had healed. As he was now, Lin Feng was definitely no match for him.

The Life attribute did not equate to combat power.

Wang Shanxiong walked toward Lin Feng.

"Do you know why I want to kill you?"

Lin Feng did not answer. He pushed himself up with one hand and kept backing away.

Wang Shanxiong answered his own question.

"Because I want your wife to willingly become my cultivation cauldron.

After you die, I'll marry your wife and bring her into my home."

Wang Shanxiong reached Lin Feng and sent a Stele Breaking Hand crashing toward him.

Lin Feng crossed his arms before his chest to block it.

Bang! Lin Feng was sent flying four or five meters. After landing, he slid another two meters across the mud, and the joints in both his arms were dislocated.

Wang Shanxiong continued forward.

"I definitely won't raise your old mother and child for you. The moment I get a chance, I'll send them to join you."

Lin Feng had only just stood up when Wang Shanxiong kicked out.

Bang! Lin Feng flew another five or six meters, several of his ribs breaking in the fall.

Wang Shanxiong continued forward. "Once I've drained your wife dry, I'll send her to join you too. Then your whole family will be together, neat and tidy."

Lin Feng was unwilling to accept this.

Had Heaven brought me here because it thought I died too easily, and wanted me to die even more miserably?

Lin Feng had inherited the original owner's memories, and after spending every day together during this time, he had long regarded the original owner's family as his own.

Hearing Wang Shanxiong's venomous words, grief and fury surged within Lin Feng.

Though grief-stricken and enraged, he did not lose his reason. His mind kept racing at high speed.

What do I do?

I can't rely on Heaven. Everything still has to depend on myself.

But what can I do?

Wang Shanxiong continued walking toward Lin Feng.

"Your aptitude is not bad.

At such a young age, you've actually cultivated Low-tier Martial Arts to the level of perfection.

What a pity your background is too low. Without a sect's inheritance, you cannot learn ranked martial arts.

At most, you'll only ever be a low-tier martial artist."

This time, Lin Feng could no longer get back up.

Wang Shanxiong kicked out, sending Lin Feng rolling five or six meters away.

"Kid, accept your fate. This is your destiny."

Splat. Lin Feng lay face-down in the mud, feeling pain in every inch of his body. But he had never been someone who submitted to fate.

He tried to draw upon the last scraps of strength in his body for one final resistance.

Wang Shanxiong continued, "Actually, you could have lived.

After learning from those three little thugs that I wanted to kill you, you should have run away.

Yet you insisted on coming back to die.

When you first returned, if you had attacked me directly, I most likely wouldn't have been your match.

You're far too indecisive.

You lack a streak of wildness."

Lin Feng thought, I grew up in a civilized society. Where would I get any wildness?

When he heard the word "wildness," Lin Feng seemed to seize upon something.

The emotions within him were like sparks that ignited the hot blood in his heart.

Boom! Lin Feng felt as though his heart had turned into a fireball.

What flowed through his body was no longer blood, but blazing fire.

Instinctively, he knew that he had activated the intent realm of the Heart of the Beast.

It felt as though his body were filled with boundless strength.

He suddenly recalled something he had heard in his previous life: "Lose humanity, lose much. Lose bestiality, lose everything."

So only when driven into a desperate situation could he use the intent realm of the Heart of the Beast.

At that moment, Lin Feng completely unleashed his beast nature, releasing the primal power buried deep within his body.

Lin Feng twisted on the ground in a bizarre posture.

After a string of crisp crack-crack sounds, every joint in Lin Feng's body snapped back into place.

Awooo! Lin Feng let out a howl like a dragon's roar.

Wang Shanxiong had no idea what had happened. Intimidated by Lin Feng's aura, he took two steps back.

Lin Feng slowly rose to his feet and said in an ice-cold voice, "Have you ever heard a saying?"

Wang Shanxiong frowned. "What saying?"

"Villains die from talking too much!"

Before Lin Feng had even finished speaking, he had already shot forward, pouncing on Wang Shanxiong like a cheetah.

With the Heart of the Beast activated, Lin Feng's eyes were blood-red. He felt no pain, and like a beast gone mad, his speed and strength doubled.

Lin Feng checked his attribute panel and found that his Life attribute had reached twenty.

His Life attribute had likely doubled.

Originally, his Life attribute had been eighteen. After being injured, it had fallen to ten.

After activating the Heart of the Beast, his Life attribute doubled and returned to twenty.

Lin Feng's fists rained down on Wang Shanxiong.

Bang bang, bang bang bang.

Wang Shanxiong blocked with both hands while continuously retreating.

Bang! Crack!

Lin Feng's fists were too fast, and the wind from his punches seemed to carry the sound of wind and thunder.

Wang Shanxiong failed to defend in time and took a punch to the jaw. His bone was shattered on the spot.

Wang Shanxiong was utterly horrified. How had this kid suddenly become so strong? He had not even taken any pills.

Step, step, step. Wang Shanxiong retreated faster and faster.

Lin Feng charged forward as he attacked.

Bang bang, bang bang bang.

"Too slow, too slow, too slow.

Wang Shanxiong, you're too slow! Faster, faster, faster!"

Bang! Lin Feng punched Wang Shanxiong in the chest.

Wang Shanxiong spat out blood and staggered back several steps, crashing through a tree as thick as a bowl. He nearly collapsed to the ground.

Lin Feng gave Wang Shanxiong no chance to catch his breath, crazily throwing punch after punch at him.

Lin Feng was somewhat overstimulated now. Even if he were not punching Wang Shanxiong, he would have needed to find a tree to vent on.

Otherwise, the violent energy within him would burst him apart.

Naturally, Lin Feng had no intention of stopping.

He had to strike while the iron was hot and kill Wang Shanxiong in one go.

A gale did not last all morning, nor a sudden downpour all day. This overflowing state of power from the Heart of the Beast certainly would not last long.

There might even be side effects afterward.

If he failed to seize this chance to kill Wang Shanxiong, then he would surely be the one to die.

After taking several consecutive punches, Wang Shanxiong finally could no longer suppress his old injuries.

Wang Shanxiong's old wounds flared up. Blood continuously flowed from his nose and mouth, his meridians stagnated, and he could no longer unleash Internal Energy.

Without Internal Energy, Wang Shanxiong was like a ferocious beast stripped of its claws and fangs.

In a contest of raw muscular strength, Wang Shanxiong was far inferior to Lin Feng as he was now.

Still, Wang Shanxiong's skin and flesh were truly tough. Lin Feng found it difficult to pierce through them with his palms.

After taking several more punches, Wang Shanxiong suffered fractures all over his body. He swayed unsteadily, on the verge of collapse.

Wang Shanxiong suddenly lunged to one side and shouted, "Stop!

I have superior Martial Arts Manuals.

I have more silver than you could spend in a lifetime.

As long as you spare me, I'll take you back to get them immediately.

Our grievances can be wiped clean with one stroke."

Lin Feng had no intention of stopping. If Wang Shanxiong recovered, how could Lin Feng still have any chance of living?

If Wang Shanxiong truly had those things, Lin Feng could kill him and search his home for them.

Even if he found nothing, it did not matter. What I gain is my fortune; what I lose is my fate.

No matter what, he had to kill Wang Shanxiong first.

Lin Feng leaped onto Wang Shanxiong, punching wildly as he roared.

Aaaah! Aaaah! Aaaah!

Wang Shanxiong shielded his head with both arms and forcibly activated the Golden Bell Shield, which he had only just begun to learn, hoping to hold out a little longer.

He also believed that Lin Feng's state could not last much longer.

What he had just said was merely a delaying tactic.

Bang bang, bang bang bang.

Wang Shanxiong passively endured the blows, and before long, his stance was smashed apart and his Golden Bell Shield broken.

Wang Shanxiong's arms were beaten into comminuted fractures, and all the strength in his body had drained away.

Wang Shanxiong felt that his final hour had come. His heart, hard as iron and stone, unexpectedly gave rise to endless terror.

He had thought that he had enjoyed everything worth enjoying in this life. Even death would be worthwhile, and he would no longer fear it.

But when death truly arrived, he realized just how afraid of dying he had been.

Whimper, whimper. Terrified whines escaped Wang Shanxiong's throat.