Becoming a Saint Starting with the Chasing Wind Leg Technique

Chapter 157 Has no one ever broken through the fourth level of the Flesh Refining Realm?

For Song Jing, being promoted to the B-rank zone and gaining six hours of daily cultivation access to the cultivation pavilion was like rain after a long drought.

He devoted almost all of this precious time to life-and-death battles and insights with the "afterimages" of his predecessors.

The afterimages here are more powerful and exquisite than those in the T-zone, and they also delve deeper into the essence of the technique.

In the cycle of repeated collisions, defeats, reflections, and challenges with the terrifying afterimage of the fourth level, which seemed to be the embodiment of gunplay, Song Jing felt as if he were in the harshest furnace.

Each time he was struck by that all-pervasive spear intent, imbued with the extreme concepts of "destruction" and "rebirth," a new crack appeared in his understanding of his own Wildfire Spear Technique. Yet, under the frenzied operation of his "Heaven Rewards Diligence" talent, he quickly repaired it.

Reorganization and sublimation.

The meaning of "燎原" (liáoyuán) is no longer just the spread and violence of flames, but also the tenacity of "sparks" and the desolation and rebirth after "burning out".

The Crimson Flame Star Thunder Spear in his hand seemed to resonate with its master's enlightenment. The Crimson Flame Star Thunder patterns on the spear would light up from time to time during the fierce battle, faintly creating a mysterious echo with the spear intent of the afterimage.

After half a month of arduous training, without sleep or rest, Song Jing was completely immersed in this high-pressure, high-efficiency, and high-feedback training state.

His vital energy became increasingly refined and powerful with each depletion and recovery, and his control over strength and speed reached its pinnacle. The coordination of Nine Shadow Steps, Wind Chasing Leg Technique, Golden Bell Cover, and Wildfire Spear Technique became increasingly seamless.

On the last day of his secluded training, when he stepped into the fourth meditation room again and faced the aura of that spear-wielding figure, which was as deep as an abyss and as imposing as a mountain, his heart was devoid of sorrow or joy, fear or retreat, only a clear and mirror-like fighting spirit and an unwavering desire for the pinnacle of spearmanship.

This battle surpassed any previous one from the very beginning.

The afterimage of the spear seemed to transcend the scope of techniques, each strike aimed directly at the essence of spear fighting. Sometimes it was like a fleeting shadow, leaving no trace; sometimes it was like Mount Tai pressing down, unstoppable; sometimes it was like a silkworm spinning silk, dense and continuous, sealing off all life.

Within the intent of the gun, destruction and rebirth alternate, causing one's mind to waver and making it difficult to control oneself.

However, Song Jing was no longer the ignorant fool he once was.

The combination of the Great Accomplishment Nine Shadow Steps and the Perfected Chasing Wind Leg Technique allows his figure to conjure several elusive afterimages within a small space, always managing to evade the most fatal attacks at the last second.

The Perfect Golden Bell Shield was activated to its limit, and the pale golden luster under the skin was completely contained, transforming into an indestructible invisible barrier. It directly confronted the afterimage's spear force, which was powerful enough to split stone and shatter monuments, and produced a muffled thunderous roar. Although the blood and qi surged, it did not retreat an inch.

The most crucial thing is the gun in his hand, and the Wildfire Spear Technique he used!

"boom!"

The Crimson Starlight Spear and the Afterimage Light Spear clashed fiercely once again!

This time, Song Jing did not choose to retreat after a direct confrontation. Instead, he flicked his wrist, and three strange phenomena—crimson flames, starlight, and lightning—suddenly erupted on the gun!

A fierce gun intent, far more concentrated, more domineering, and more aggressive than before, exploded out!

The Wildfire Spear Technique has been perfected!

This isn't just a simple improvement in proficiency; it's a qualitative leap! It means truly grasping the core essence of this top-level marksmanship!

The power comparison is based on the previous peak of minor mastery, and the power of the basic moves has been increased to about twice!

Each move, from "Sparkling Spark," "Fire Rises with the Wind," to "Wildfire Spreads," contains an even more terrifying explosive power and penetrating force. Wherever the gun wind passes, the air is scorched and smells burnt, accompanied by faint rumbling sounds.

Move combos and variations: three times smoother!

The transitions between moves were seamless, offense and defense flowing smoothly and effortlessly. With a thought, the spear was already there, truly achieving "the spear arrives where the mind goes."

Within the area enveloped by the gun's intent, the air became scorching and heavy, subtly suppressing and eroding the opponent's mind and blood, increasing its intensity by about 5 times!

"Wildfire Hundred Slashes": This is the most terrifying move in terms of its transformation!

The number of gun shadows has increased dramatically from a stable 30 to a stable 55-60 solidified gun shadows! Moreover, the arrangement and coordination between the gun shadows are more sophisticated, allowing them to instantly cover a larger area or concentrate on a single point for a devastating attack.

Single spear shadow power: increased to 2.5 times! Each spear shadow is like a real Crimson Star Thunder Spear clone, containing the tearing and burning power of fire and lightning attributes.

Overall explosive power: Roughly estimated, the instantaneous explosive power of the fully mastered "Wildfire Hundred Slashes" reaches 4-5 times that of the lesser mastered version.

This is no longer a simple martial art, but a ranged killing move that is close to a low-level divine power!

The utilization rate of the Crimson Flame Star Thunder Spear has soared from approximately 60-70% to over 85%! The fire and lightning attributes inherent in the spear body have been more fully stimulated, guided, and amplified, perfectly merging with the Wildfire Spear Intent.

When the spear was drawn, crimson flames scorched the sky, lightning bolts danced wildly, and its power was awe-inspiring.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Boom—!"

When Song Jing unleashed the Great Perfection Wildfire Spear Technique, he seemed to transform into a war god emerging from flames and thunder!

The Crimson Star Thunder Spear in his hand transformed into a roaring crimson-gold thunder dragon, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle with the afterimage of the fourth level!

On the arena, crimson lightning clashed and annihilated with the gray spear shadow that destroyed and regenerated. The force of the energy was like a knife, cutting the specially made arena floor into ravines and leaving it scorched black.

Two hundred moves! Three hundred moves!

Song Jing was covered in blood, having withstood countless heavy blows. His Golden Bell Shield defense had reached its limit, and his skin had cracked in many places.

But the flame in his eyes burned at its brightest, an extreme desire for victory and breakthrough!

"Now is the time!"

In the instant before the final strike, a deadly spear technique imbued with the true meaning of "annihilation" and seemingly about to drain all life from its surroundings, was launched, the power of the old and new forces momentarily froze, a fraction of a second before it was unleashed.

Song Jingfu poured all his spiritual energy into the spear in his hand, including all the accumulation and insights from half a month of arduous training and repeated bloody battles, as well as his complete understanding of the "Prairie Fire" technique, along with his indomitable will!

He didn't shout; he simply calmly aimed the tip of his gun at that moment of hesitation.

"Wildfire Slashes! Heaven-Burning Annihilation!"

"Buzz—!!!"

The Crimson Star Thunder Spear emitted the most intense and terrifying tremor in its history!

The patterns on the gun instantly shone brightest. The crimson flames, starlight, and purple lightning were no longer intertwined, but completely merged, transforming into a deep, dark red lightning color that seemed to devour all light and heat!

Nearly sixty dark red lightning spear shadows, condensed to an indescribable degree and each containing the dual meanings of "burning" and "annihilation," did not simply erupt. Rather, they seemed to follow some ultimate principle of heaven and earth, connecting end to end, transforming into a destructive lightning ring, or a miniature nebula burning with the flames of the end. Centered on Song Jing, they collapsed and exploded towards that afterimage, towards the only "flaw" and "opportunity for rebirth" in his spear technique!

This is not an outward display, but a cohesive and ultimate blossoming!

"boom!!!!!!"

The deafening roar was beyond description, like stars colliding or the beginning of the world! The entire quiet room was filled with an extremely blinding dark red light, and all sound and sight were swallowed up by this devastating explosion!

The light slowly faded away.

In the center of the quiet room, Song Jing knelt on one knee, using his spear to support himself, barely managing not to fall.

Blood flowed from his seven orifices, and his body was almost entirely covered in wounds; his breath was as faint as a candle flickering in the wind. The Crimson Star Thunder Spear lay beside him, its light dimmed, as if it too had exhausted its power.

Opposite him, the powerful afterimage of the fourth level, which had driven countless geniuses in the Bone Forging Realm to despair, had completely dissipated, leaving only a wisp of fading gray aura, as if telling the story of the terror of that attack.

silence.

"Fourth level, passed. Reward: 80 contribution points." The cold notification sounded like heavenly music to Song Jing's ears at this moment.

Almost at the same moment the notification sound rang, a burst of light flashed at the top of the huge "Challenge Ranking" outside the Martial Arts Pavilion. A brand new record, as if reigning supreme, arrogantly ascended to the top, its brilliance instantly overshadowing all the names below:

[Anonymous (Signature: Yi) · Main Cultivation Technique: **** · Progress: Fourth Stage]

"Level 4!!! Someone passed Level 4?!"

"It's righteousness!" It's that same righteousness again!

"How is this possible?!"

"Those five senior brothers and sisters who advanced to the outer sect were all top figures in the Bone Forging Realm, and they barely passed the fourth level! This is truly a matter of righteousness."

"Passing the fourth level of the Flesh Refining Realm? Unheard of! Could he also be a hidden Bone Forging Realm expert? Or even stronger?"

"A peerless genius! This is a true peerless genius!"

The news came like a meteorite, instantly throwing the entire Pingtianmen branch into chaos. Everyone knew how valuable the fourth trial was.

Those who can pass this test are all true leaders among their peers and will surely become pillars of the sect in the future!

This mysterious "righteousness" managed to pass through the game anonymously, causing an unparalleled shock and sparking endless speculation.

Nie Feng and Bai Yunfei squeezed to the front of the crowd, looking up at the radiant "righteousness" character on the list, their mouths agape, their hearts pounding wildly.

"The...the fourth level—" Bai Yunfei's voice was hoarse, his face filled with awe and disbelief. "Just who is this 'Senior Yi'? Could he be a disciple of one of the reclusive elders of our branch?"

"I'm afraid—it's even more terrifying than that." Nie Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and said with a wry smile, "Before, I thought Song Jing's progress was so rapid that it was nothing short of a miracle."

In retrospect, what is truly unfathomable is this "righteousness".

Compared to him, Song Jing is like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

The four heroes of the inner city reacted with utter upheaval upon hearing the news.

Qian Rushan was sweating profusely in the training ground when he heard his subordinate's trembling report. The heavy axe in his hand crashed to the ground with a "bang," but he seemed oblivious.

He suddenly looked up towards the direction of the Cultivation Techniques Pavilion. For the first time, his large, copper-bell-shaped eyes, which were always full of disdain and arrogance, showed a violent tremor, as well as an unprecedented solemnity and fervent fighting spirit, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"The fourth level—righteousness—" Qian Rushan's voice was low and hoarse, as if squeezed from the depths of his throat, "Flesh Refining Realm? Impossible! It must be the Bone Forging Realm hiding his cultivation, or even—stronger! His understanding of spear techniques has definitely reached an extremely terrifying level! No wonder he was able to break through several levels in a row before; he was accumulating strength, and now he is truly revealing his edge!"

He felt an immense pressure descend upon him from nowhere. This "righteousness" was not only terrifyingly powerful, but also mysterious and unpredictable, and its goal was clearly to be among the top five, or even higher!

This is definitely the biggest rival who could threaten his status as a "quasi-outer disciple" or even his title as "number one among his peers"!

In comparison, Song Jing, whom he regarded as "avoiding war" and "fearing," suddenly became insignificant.

"Song Jing? Hmph!" Qian Rushan scoffed, his contempt undisguised. "He's nothing but a clown who relies on luck and Master Wang's weapon! He surrendered to me in the martial arts competition, and now that I'm firmly in fifth place, he's too scared to even show his face! A piece of trash, daring to compare himself to me? My only opponent is someone of the 'righteous' level!"

Zhao Yuanqing had just barely recovered from his defeat to Song Jing and was training hard, hoping to avenge himself. Upon hearing the news that "Yi" had broken through to the fourth level, he was struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale, and his longsword clattered to the ground.

"The fourth level—I couldn't even last three moves—but he—passed it?" Zhao Yuanqing was devastated. The little thought that had just arisen in his mind to catch up with Song Jing was shattered by this news.

Compared to the true prodigy of "righteousness," what kind of genius is Zhao Yuanqing?

So what kind of dark horse is Song Jing?

They were nothing more than faint starlight that set off the bright moon! A deeper sense of powerlessness and awe welled up in my heart.

After a brief moment of shock, Sun Sihai and Li Qingmei grasped at this opportunity as if it were a lifeline, and began frantically praising the powerful and belittling the weak.

"Did you see that? This is true genius! Senior Yi, you didn't show off, but your move was earth-shattering! You directly broke through the fourth level, which even Senior Brother Qian and the others found troublesome!" Sun Sihai's face flushed with excitement, as if he himself had broken through the level. "Some people win a couple of matches and become arrogant, but what happens then? In front of a true expert, aren't they still scared like cowards? They conceded defeat in the martial arts competition, and now they don't even have the courage to challenge! Trash!"

"Exactly!" Li Qingmei echoed shrilly, her tone filled with glee. Compared to a peerless genius like Senior "Yi," what was Song Jing? Did he even deserve to be called a genius? He was nothing but a lucky bumpkin, a rabble! I bet he'd never even touch the threshold of the fourth level! He wasn't even worthy to carry Senior "Yi's" shoes!

They lavishly praised the unparalleled virtue of "righteousness," elevating it to a divine status. On one hand, they were genuinely awestruck, but on the other hand, they sought to indirectly prove their defeat to Song Jing was not due to incompetence, but rather Song Jing's "luck," while claiming the gap between them and "righteousness" was insurmountable. This was a pathetic attempt to seek psychological comfort and cover up their own incompetence and resentment.

Throughout the entire branch, from elders and deacons to ordinary disciples, everyone was talking about this mysterious "righteousness".

He was regarded as a peerless prodigy who could rival or even surpass the previous top five who had left, and was a true future star of the sect.

In contrast, Song Jing became a complete negative example and a laughing stock, a "bully who fears the strong and bullies the weak," a "flash in the pan," and "far from righteous."

No one knew that the "peerless genius Yi" whom they revered like a god and praised to the heavens was actually the same person as Song Jing, whom they despised to the point of being scorned and ridiculed as a "rabble".

In the quiet room, Song Jing slowly swallowed the healing pills, feeling his nearly depleted blood and qi begin to recover, and the two characters "Great Success" representing the level of the Wildfire Spear Technique on the "Heaven Rewards Diligence" panel in his mind shone with a calm and dazzling light.

As he listened to the faint exclamations of surprise about "righteousness" and the mockery about "Song Jing" coming from the outside world, a cold and amused smile slowly curved his lips.

"Peerless genius? A rabble?"

He gently stroked the Crimson Star Thunder Spear beside him, whose light was restrained yet seemed to contain an even more terrifying power.

"Soon, you will see it for yourselves—"

"The peerless genius you speak of," how did he manage to tarnish the image of the inner city's leader that you revere, and reveal your own laughable arrogance?

"Crush them all."

The gun trembled slightly, as if in response.

An even greater storm is quietly brewing in this profound silence.