Heavenly Rebellion: The Human Race's Rise to Prominence
Chapter 65: Lin Feng vs Yi Bei (2)

Chapter 65: Lin Feng vs Yi Bei (2)

Without Yi Bei realizing, Feng lunged forward with a powerful kick aimed at his opponent’s waist, intending to cripple him.

As the kick pierced through the dense fog, Yi Bei caught sight of it just inches away.

He prepared to dodge, but that unsettling feeling of unease gripped him once more—and the kick connected, sending him flying.

BOOM!

"You bastard! What the hell did you do?!" Yi Bei roared, stumbling to his feet from the cloud of poison, his face twisted in confusion as that strange, oppressive sensation washed over him again.

He tried to stand, but the injuries from that kick were too severe.

Another mouthful of blood spilled from his lips as his hand trembled, clutching his waist, where a searing pain throbbed—an agonizing mix of being struck by both a hammer and a sword simultaneously.

His vision blurred for a moment, as a chill crept up his spine.

It works! Let’s push him some more—I can do this! Feng thought as his eyes shone with a fierce, unyielding light. His blood surged, as the power coursing through his body felt more refined—more vicious—with every strike.

Before Yi Bei could steady himself, Feng was already closing the distance, his movements sharper and faster.

He channeled his aura of dominance into his next strike, the air around him growing heavier.

His figure blurred as he swept low, delivering a crushing leg sweep. Yi Bei barely lifted his leg in time to avoid being toppled, but the instant his foot touched the ground—

A thunderous kick smashed into his ribs.

CRACK!

Yi Bei spat out blood, staggering backward as he screamed. "What the hell kind of fighting style is that you bastard?! His voice trembled with rage—but beneath it was fear.

Does his spiritual energy invoke feelings of fear within me?! What kind of cultivation technique does something like that?!

"This was the thing Lin Feng had learned about his Alpha Wolf’s Domain—if he used the suppressive force of his spiritual energy and infused it into his attacks, it would gnaw at his opponent’s spirit, making their every movement feel sluggish and forced.

In fact he even speculated that it could slow their thoughts mid-battle, giving him the perfect opportunity to overwhelm and crush his opponents!"

Unfortunately this is something I just found out about, I’ve not mastered it yet, but I’m pretty sure if I’m given enough time, I can figure this out

Yi Bei groaned, pain radiating through his entire body.

He had faced stronger opponents before—but Feng’s strikes felt different.

Each blow was brutal, precise, and carried an inhuman weight behind it.

Worse still, with every attack, that strange suppressive pressure grew stronger.

Damn it... this pressure... I can’t focus! Yi Bei’s mind raced as he struggled to rise, his legs shaking beneath him.

His qi surged violently as he tried to force the suppression away—but it clung to him like a vice

"What’s wrong, Yi Bei?" Feng’s voice was low and cutting. "Weren’t you boasting just moments ago?"

Yi Bei’s heart pounded furiously as anger flared in his chest—but the more he pushed back, the more the oppressive force weighed down on him.

It was as if the battlefield itself had turned against him. "You..." He growled, wiping blood from his lips. "I’m going to rip you apart!"

With a furious roar, Yi Bei unleashed a surge of emerald poison spiritual energy, his aura flaring like a wildfire.

The ground beneath him sizzled as he pushed his cultivation base to the limit, his body glowing with a poisonous sheen.

Waves of venomous mist spread outward, corroding the earth and filling the air with a sharp, acrid scent.

"Emerald Poison Art: Emerald Tongue!"

A massive amount of spiritual energy suddenly converged in front of Yi Bei, twisting into four enormous tongues.

But these weren’t ordinary tongues—they were grotesque, toad-like appendages, each sizzling with a potent, corrosive poison that seemed to rot the air itself.

"Why don’t you try this, you mongrel!" Yi Bei sneered maliciously as the four giant tongues lashed toward Lin Feng from different directions, encircling him in an inescapable trap.

Despite his defiant act moments before, Lin Feng was in a precarious position.

The poison coursing through his body made every movement feel sluggish, and a searing pain spread through his limbs, threatening to overwhelm him.

"Damn it, I don’t have time to dodge—I’ll have to take at least one head-on!"

Lin Feng’s mind raced as the four venomous tongues hurtled toward him from all sides, each one brimming with deadly poison.

His instincts screamed at him to move, and in the next instant, his body reacted.

The first tongue lashed toward his chest like a venomous whip.

Lin Feng twisted his upper body sharply, leaning back until his spine arched almost unnaturally.

The tongue missed him by a hair’s breadth, the poisonous mist trailing behind it searing through the air where he had just been.

Before he could recover, the second tongue struck from his left.

With a burst of strength, he pushed off the ground, flipping into the air.

Poisonous energy scraped across his ankle, a stinging pain flaring as he barely avoided a direct hit.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, the third tongue came slicing down from above like a serpent striking its prey.

Lin Feng’s eyes flashed coldly—there was no time to think.

He dropped low, sliding across the corroded earth as the massive tongue smashed into the spot where he had stood, sending a spray of shattered stone and toxic mist into the air.

But even as he evaded those three deadly strikes, the fourth tongue was already closing in from behind—too fast, too close.

His muscles burned from the poison already circulating in his body, making it impossible to react in time.

"I just hope this doesn’t kill me..." Lin Feng gritted his teeth as the attack slammed into him.

BOOM!

The tongue slammed into his back with crushing force, sending shockwaves rippling through his body.

Lin Feng staggered forward, blood spewing from his mouth as the poison burned through his meridians like wildfire.

His vision blurred, and a wave of dizziness swept over him, but he clenched his teeth, refusing to collapse.

I need to hold on, If I collapse right now, I’m definitely dead!!

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