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Lin Feng didn't know if he was too foolish or if his opponent was too clever. In any case, he thought he had gained the upper hand, but once again, he failed. It wasn't that Liu Jing had evaded Lin Feng's... well, let's call it a sneak attack; rather, it was that Liu Jing's Brother had unexpectedly appeared in front of Liu Jing just as Lin Feng was attacking her.
As a result, Lin Feng's original grappling move awkwardly turned into a punch aimed at Liu Jing's Brother.
Although Lin Feng reacted relatively quickly, he was never a match for the other party. Coupled with the sudden change in tactics, he couldn't exert his full strength. For the first time, Lin Feng felt what it was like to have his fist strike against steel; that sensation was incredibly painful.
On the other hand, Liu Jing's Brother seemed unfazed as he calmly withdrew his fist. Just moments ago, he had exchanged blows with Lin Feng.
Shaking his hand, which was throbbing and nearly numb, Lin Feng knew that his hand wasn't seriously injured. After all, it was a body tempered by Forbidden Spring, so its resilience was unquestionable.
What should he do now? He had already used his gun and thrown punches; Lin Feng truly didn't know what to do next.
He felt he couldn't just give up like this. Even a cornered rabbit would bite back. Lin Feng wasn't a rabbit, but he was indeed feeling quite anxious at the moment.
"Old Buddy, wasn't this guy busy dodging my bullets just now? How does he still have time to turn around and save his sister?" Lin Feng asked Tesla.
Earlier, Lin Feng had been focused on subduing Liu Jing to gain leverage for negotiation and hadn't noticed how Liu Jing's Brother could dodge bullets and still turn back to save his sister.
Could it be that he knew Lin Feng's gunfire was just a bluff? Lin Feng couldn't help but speculate in his mind.
"Well, he knows it's a bluff; that's experience from years of combat that can't be explained. Also, dodging bullets and saving his sister aren't mutually exclusive. Who says he can't dodge bullets while saving his sister?" Tesla guessed Lin Feng's thoughts and explained.
Indeed, he could easily lean toward his sister while avoiding the bullets, thus accomplishing both tasks.
Lin Feng stopped communicating with Tesla. The only advantage Tesla had was his strong Mental Power, but this Mental Power couldn't be used for mental attacks; at most, it could help Lin Feng avoid danger.
Danger was right in front of him, and Lin Feng knew it existed, but he truly didn't know how to avoid it.
In this situation, the soul state of Tesla couldn't help at all.
"I guess I have to use my old tricks," Lin Feng muttered to himself, his gaze towards Liu Jing's Brother becoming resolute.
Having been a mercenary, besides the weaponry in hand, they generally possessed another skill that ordinary people lacked—desperation.
Desperation may seem simple, but unless one has crawled in and out of piles of corpses a few times, it is truly difficult to achieve.
In his past life, most of the injuries Lin Feng bore were earned through sheer desperation.
Desperation can sometimes be a relentless drive to achieve a goal, and at other times, it is a steadfast belief.
Now, Lin Feng was relying on the unwavering belief in his heart to hold on; the only thing pushing him to desperation in this rebirth was Liu Jing's Brother standing before him.
After all, who would want to fight desperately when they had been reborn and were living well?
Clenching his right fist, Lin Feng once again threw a punch at Liu Jing's Brother.
The only difference from last time was that Lin Feng started with his fists this time, without any fancy moves. Moreover, he had no intention of blocking the punch that came back from his opponent.
Strictly speaking, it wasn't that Lin Feng didn't intend to block; he simply didn't have the strength left to do so.
This was Lin Feng's desperate move: one punch for another, seeing whose body could withstand the blows better.
Now, compared to Liu Jing's Brother, Lin Feng could barely consider his body—tempered by the Forbidden Spring—as an advantage.
But is it really like that?
After the punch, Lin Feng felt a sense of despair. The opponent's physical resilience was just as good, if not better than his own. The other party took a hit and, although it wasn't pleasant, Lin Feng had already collapsed to the ground, spitting blood.
He really was spitting blood!
Lin Feng didn't possess the self-awareness of those characters in martial arts novels. Even though he was spitting blood, he still tried to tough it out, swallowing it down. While this might temporarily slow down the loss of combat effectiveness, it could potentially cause internal injuries.
Internal injuries are definitely more serious than external ones, especially for martial artists. A slight internal injury could render all their skills useless.
Although Lin Feng was fighting desperately, he hoped to avoid any internal injuries.
Fighting desperately is just a show of spirit, not a death wish; there is a fundamental difference in principle.
"He must have mastered Internal Energy!" Just as Lin Feng was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Tesla communicated telepathically.
"Is that the inner strength mentioned in martial arts novels?" Lin Feng had begun to believe Tesla's words and asked.
You see, if we only consider physical resilience and recovery ability, Lin Feng was confident that he ranked among the top five in this world.
Only the legendary Internal Energy could enhance one's physical resilience to a level even more terrifying than Lin Feng's.
So this guy has indeed mastered Internal Energy. Now it made sense why his speed and other abilities were so impressive; Lin Feng could finally understand.
"You've mastered Internal Energy?" Lin Feng stood up, having wiped the blood clean from his mouth, and asked Liu Jing's Brother.
"Oh, kid, it seems you have quite an insight," Liu Jing's Brother replied with a look of surprise on his face.
Although he had heard from his sister long ago that this person was quite capable, excelling in gambling and street racing, today's encounter revealed that this guy was also very skilled.
At least among people his age that he knew, no one could match Lin Feng.
Moreover, now that Lin Feng had mentioned the fact that he had mastered Internal Energy, it showed that the other party was somewhat knowledgeable.
It should be noted that many people in the world are aware of Internal Energy. After all, the popularity of Martial Arts Novels has made many familiar with the concept of Internal Energy. However, most people are rational; unless they have witnessed Internal Energy firsthand, they generally do not believe in its existence in this world.
In other words, those who know about Internal Energy are truly knowledgeable about it, rather than just having read about it in Martial Arts Novels.
Lin Feng certainly did not understand Internal Energy, but he had an ancient alien being imprisoned in his magic ring who had lived for who knows how many years and had been to Earth before. Therefore, it was normal for him to know about internal energy.
Well, his suspicions were confirmed. Now he felt like he understood both himself and his opponent, but as for Lin Feng, he couldn't say he was "invincible"—he didn't even know what methods to use if he had to act next.
There was no way around it; Lin Feng had already used all the techniques he knew. Now, he felt a bit regretful for not having placed a few grenades in the magic ring. That way, even if they were to perish together, there would at least be a way out. But now, facing mutual destruction? He wasn't even close to being qualified for that.
Moreover, Lin Feng was unwilling to give up so easily. After all, he had just been reborn; would he really end up like this again?
"Hmph... despicable guy, still trying to tie me up. Why aren't you making a move?" With her brother present, Liu Jing wasn't afraid of Lin Feng. Seeing him standing still, she taunted him.
At this moment, Lin Feng really didn't have time to argue with her. He maintained an indifferent attitude, believing that this young lady would eventually tire herself out and stop.
"Lin Feng, I have high hopes for you. Hehe... let me introduce myself; my name is Liu Jie. My sister can be quite willful and unreasonable; please don't hold it against her." At this moment, Liu Jing's Brother, who was confronting Lin Feng, suddenly spoke with a smile.
Liu Jie, that's a pretty nice name—at least it's easy to remember, right?
Lin Feng felt a bit dumbfounded. How was it that the other party had the upper hand yet was the one speaking softly?
But being foolish only lasted for a moment. Although what the other party said was somewhat baffling, it was much better than continuing to fight. After all, to be reasonable, Lin Feng really didn't believe he couldn't outtalk him.
Well, if he was willing to reason, that was great; everyone was a civilized person.
“Ahem... cough... so it's Brother Jie! Your sister is quite adorable; how could I possibly argue with a child?” Lin Feng cleared his throat and said with a smile to Liu Jing.
One shouldn't strike a smiling face; since the other party had shown goodwill, he couldn't be ungrateful.
Of course, the "smiling face" here naturally referred to Liu Jie, not Liu Jing.
Just as Lin Feng finished speaking, Liu Jing started jumping up and down.
What kind of person says I'm a child? It's really infuriating. Miss Liu Jing was increasingly displeased with Lin Feng.
Ignoring Liu Jing's murderous glare, Lin Feng turned to look at Liu Jie again, wanting to see what tricks this guy was up to.
When someone is overly flattering, they are either dishonest or have ulterior motives.
“It’s like this; we originally planned to find you today, but we didn’t expect to run into you here,” Liu Jie explained upon noticing Lin Feng's gaze.
“Hehe... is Brother Jie here to settle scores with me?” Lin Feng thought it was absurd that they would start fighting right after meeting.
“I already said that winning money from Casino is your skill. I’ve already kicked out the Casino Manager. The Casino is open for business and naturally cannot allow customers to only lose and not win. Such short-sighted people are unqualified to continue serving us,” Liu Jie continued as he sensed Lin Feng's misunderstanding. When he mentioned kicking out the Casino Manager, an air of authority naturally emerged in his tone.
Since the other party had said so, whether the Casino Manager had actually been kicked out no longer mattered. Lin Feng understood that this indicated their attitude: the matter of him winning money had been put aside.
“And also, my earlier actions were partly because of my sister and partly because I wanted to test you. As the saying goes, you can't know someone without fighting!” Before Lin Feng could respond, Liu Jie continued speaking.
"Test?" Lin Feng raised an eyebrow and asked.
This was too much; a simple test could lead to bloodshed.
"Hehe... of course, I forgot to mention, the reason I'm here today is to ask for your help. As long as you're willing to assist, you will always be my friend, Liu Jie," Liu Jie said in a tone that carried a hint of sincerity.
With such a serious tone, it couldn't be some life-or-death request, could it? Lin Feng had always believed that there was no free lunch in this world, and his first reaction after hearing Liu Jie's words was just that.
Indeed, when such a skilled person has something to ask of you, would you really think they were asking you to do something easy?
Lin Feng wasn't that naive.
"What request?" Unable to guess Liu Jie's intentions, Lin Feng could only ask.
"Racing!" Liu Jing interjected at that moment.
Racing? With such gravity, it couldn't be something like "Death Rally," could it? Lin Feng was filled with doubts about the accuracy of Liu Jing's words.
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