Becoming a Saint Starting with the Chasing Wind Leg Technique

Song Jing's eyes turned cold. Without flinching or dodging, he lightly stepped forward, his body moving like a drifting catkin in the wind. He shifted half a foot to the side with seemingly dangerous but actually precise movements, just enough to let the sharp leg pass him by.

At the same time, his right leg swept out like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, with the force of a steel whip, striking hard at the back of Zhang Wu's supporting leg's knee!

"So fast!" Zhang Wu was startled; Song Jing's response and counterattack were faster than he had expected. He hastily changed his move, retracting his left leg to block.

"Bang!"

Their legs clashed violently, creating a slight shockwave.

Zhang Wu felt an unimaginable force coming from the other person's leg, which made his shinbone ache and his blood surge. He staggered back three steps uncontrollably!

"What?!" Zhang Wu's face, hidden beneath his mask, flushed crimson instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief. He was a Bronze Skin Realm cultivator! His opponent was merely an Iron Skin Realm cultivator! In a head-on clash, he had actually been forced back?!

"Is that all the strength you have?" Song Jing's voice was calm, but his Wind Step suddenly exploded! This step was faster and more unpredictable than Swallow Step! His figure was like a blurry wisp of green smoke, instantly closing in on Zhang Wu!

Shadow Combo!

In an instant, Song Jing's legs transformed into a storm of leg shadows, sweeping, kicking, and striking, each strike precise and ruthless, aimed directly at Zhang Wu's vital points! The speed was so fast that it left seven or eight clear afterimages in the air!

Zhang Wu was horrified and could only push his Wind Chasing Leg Technique to its limit, his arms and legs moving so tightly that they were impenetrable, desperately trying to block.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The sound of hammering metal, as dense as rain, resounded in the courtyard!

Zhang Wu grew increasingly alarmed and terrified as he blocked and fought! Song Jing's legs were not only ridiculously powerful, but also so fast that they dazzled him!

His protective true energy, which was like copper skin, was violently fluctuating like a candle in the wind under the continuous heavy blows from the opponent, as if it would shatter at any moment!

This is hardly the Iron Skin Realm! This power and speed have clearly reached the threshold of the Bronze Skin Realm, or even surpassed it!

"Senior Brother! This kid is strange!" Zhang Wu, flustered from the beating, couldn't help but shout in alarm.

Li Wei's previously indifferent gaze finally changed, revealing a hint of surprise.

He could clearly see that Song Jing's Wind Chasing Leg Technique was so exquisite and fluid that it was even slightly superior to his own! His Wind-Stepping Step was even more unpredictable and unorthodox, definitely not something passed down from the Wind Chasing Martial Arts School!

"Useless! You can't even take down an Iron Skin Realm cultivator. Use your real skills!" Li Wei shouted coldly, his tone already showing a hint of impatience.

Upon hearing this, a fierce glint flashed in Zhang Wu's eyes, realizing he could no longer hold back.

He leaped backward, temporarily escaping the battle, clenched his fists, his bones cracking, and an even more powerful and fierce aura rose from his body!

Family Secret Technique: Black Mountain Fist!

"Boy, you really underestimated me to force me to use my family's secret fist technique!" Zhang Wu roared, his fists gleaming with a dark luster, as if forged from black iron, carrying an aura as heavy as a mountain.

He stomped his foot, shattering the stone slabs on the ground, and charged out like a bull, unleashing a punch with a howling wind that seemed to have the force of a mountain collapsing!

Black Mountain Fist - Mountain Crash!

This punch was his full-force strike at the early stage of the Copper Skin Realm. Combined with the fierceness of his family's inherited fist technique, its power far exceeded that of his previous leg techniques!

Song Jing's eyes were serious, but instead of retreating, he advanced! Facing this powerful punch, he actually threw a punch of his own! However, before his fist arrived, his leg arrived first!

Chasing Wind Leg Technique - Amazing!

His figure soared through the air like a white crane, instantly rising higher, and his right leg cleaved down like a battle axe! This kick combined the condensation of the broken flow with the explosive power of a startled swan, and even faintly carried a trace of the fierceness of the Thunderclap Kick!

The shadowy leg and the powerful fist collided fiercely!

"boom!"

A deafening explosion, several times louder than before, rang out! The shockwave swept outwards like a tidal wave, snapping the grass and trees in the courtyard!

Zhang Wu coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the courtyard wall, causing several cracks to appear in the wall! His right arm hung limply at his sides, clearly indicating that the bone was injured!

Song Jing simply flipped in mid-air and landed steadily, his breathing slightly rapid, but he was unharmed. The partially completed Golden Bell Shield not only provided strong defense, but the recoil also stabilized his blood and qi.

"How is this possible?!" Zhang Wu slumped against the wall, his eyes filled with horror and fear. His family's martial arts technique, which he had used with all his might, had been broken by a single kick from his opponent, leaving him seriously injured!

"What a disappointment!" Li Wei's voice rang out coldly, and he finally moved.

As soon as Li Wei stepped out, the air in the entire courtyard seemed to freeze.

He didn't use any fancy footwork; with just a simple step, he covered several meters and arrived in front of Song Jing.

The terrifying pressure of the perfected Copper Skin Realm descended like a mountain!

He raised his hand and struck out with his palm. It was still a palm technique evolved from the Chasing Wind Leg Technique, but in his hands, it possessed the power to turn the ordinary into the extraordinary.

The palm strike wasn't particularly fierce; instead, it seemed rather light and airy. However, the "wind-chasing force" it contained was condensed to the extreme. The palm shadows flickered, completely sealing off Song Jing's space to dodge!

Song Jing's pupils contracted sharply, knowing he absolutely could not take this palm strike head-on! He unleashed the full power of his Wind Step, his figure like a twisted wisp of green smoke, retreating rapidly to the side and rear!

However, Li Wei's palm shadow followed him like a shadow, seemingly slow, yet it seemed to be able to predict his movement trajectory, always enveloping him!

"Bang!"

Ultimately, he couldn't completely avoid it, and the edge of his palm grazed Song Jing's left shoulder.

Song Jing trembled violently, a pale golden light flashed, and the passive defense of the Golden Bell Shield was pushed to its limit!

Even so, a gentle yet domineering force still penetrated his body, causing a sharp pain like his left shoulder was cracking. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood welled up, which he forcibly swallowed, leaving only a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.

The Copper Skin Realm at its peak is truly terrifying! If it weren't for the Golden Bell Shield being at its minor completion stage, this palm strike could have crippled one of his arms!

"Huh?" Li Wei's surprise deepened. Although he hadn't used his full strength in that palm strike, it was still enough to seriously injure an ordinary mid-stage Bronze Skin Realm cultivator. This kid only suffered a minor injury?

"We can't stay any longer!" Song Jing thought to himself, knowing that there was no chance of victory today.

Using the force of that palm strike, he swiftly lurched backward, simultaneously unleashing a flurry of kicks with both legs. His swift and powerful kicks, like a storm, attacked Li Wei, not seeking to injure him, but only to hinder him!

Li Wei waved his sleeve to disperse the leg shadows and was about to give chase when he saw Song Jing lightly touch the courtyard wall with his toes. His figure soared into the sky like a real swallow, perfectly combining the lightness of the swallow's steps with the extreme speed of the wind-riding steps. He drew a strange arc in the air, instantly flipped over the high wall, and disappeared into the dark alley outside.

Li Wei swayed and reached the top of the wall in a flash. Looking around, he saw only the vast darkness and no one in sight. Song Jing's lightness skill was so fast that he couldn't catch up with him for a while!

"Such superb lightness skill...such a hard tortoise shell..." Li Wei stared at the empty alleyway, his eyes filled with a terrifyingly gloomy expression. Tonight, not only had he failed to capture Song Jing, but he had also exposed the opponent's unfathomable strength and bizarre techniques.

He jumped down from the wall and walked to the side of the limp Zhang Wu.

"Big...Senior Brother..." Zhang Wu's face was ashen.

"Useless trash, worthless thing." Li Wei didn't even look at him, and said, "Heal your injuries. Keep today's events to yourself."

After saying that, he flashed and disappeared into the courtyard.

Zhang Wu struggled to get up, looking at the messy yard and his own throbbing arm. Recalling the suffocating crushing he had just experienced, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Song Jing… just what kind of monster is he?!

Meanwhile, in the distance, Song Jingqiang, enduring his pain, hurried through the alleyways until he was sure no one was following him, before stopping at an abandoned courtyard.

He leaned against the wall, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder.

"Li Wei... Zhang Wu..." He wiped away the blood, his eyes as cold as ice.

He remembered the humiliation he suffered tonight.

Fifteen days from now, once I break through to the Copper Skin Realm, I will make you repay me a hundredfold!