Becoming a Saint Starting with the Chasing Wind Leg Technique

Chapter 94 Lu Beichen, the Kind-hearted Man

"Not good!" Without thinking, Song Jing unleashed the full power of his Wind Step, his figure flashing like lightning as he moved to the side!

"BOOM!!"

The spot where he had been sitting cross-legged, along with the wall behind him, was blasted down by a pitch-black, insidious palm print! Bricks and stones flew everywhere, and dust filled the air!

Two figures appeared outside the broken hole in the wall like ghosts.

One of them, with a pale face and eyes as venomous as a snake, was none other than Senior Brother Li Wei, who was still recovering from his injuries but whose aura was even colder than before!

The other man was burly, with a rugged face and a disdainful gaze. He exuded a far more powerful and imposing aura than Li Wei. He was none other than Qin Yue, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang!

He had already emerged from seclusion. Although he had not broken through to the Flesh Refining Realm, judging from his aura, he had clearly reached the pinnacle of the Copper Skin Realm. Moreover, his aura was as solid as a mountain, indicating that his foundation was extremely solid!

"You little beast, you were hiding here after all! Today is your death day!" Li Wei roared hoarsely, his eyes filled with deep-seated hatred and pleasure. He had been defeated by Song Jing, his reputation ruined, and his position as the head of the martial arts school lost. His hatred for Song Jing was boundless.

Knowing he was no match for Song Jing alone, he took a risk and secretly contacted others who shared a grudge against Song Jing.

And Qin Yue, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, has a vested interest!

The two hit it off immediately. Qin Yue was also extremely wary of Song Jing, the boy who had repeatedly ruined his plans and whose strength had grown strangely, and wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Through special channels, they followed the trail of the Zhang family's massacre, inquiring along the way and smelling the blood, and actually found Song Jing's secret hideout.

"Late stage of the Copper Skin Realm? I underestimated you. Your breakthrough was truly rapid." Qin Yue's gaze was like lightning, instantly seeing through Song Jing's cultivation level. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by an even stronger killing intent. "Unfortunately, you are destined to die today! This gang leader wants to see whether your tortoise shell is harder, or whether my fists and palms are sharper!"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yue had already made his move! He did not underestimate his opponent in the slightest; his attack was as powerful as thunder!

His right fist slammed out, the wind from the punch was fierce and violent, with the force of a mountain collapsing. It was clearly the Black Mountain Fist, and it had already reached the great mastery level!

Its power far surpasses Zhang Wu's, and is even several times stronger than when Li Wei used it!

At the same time, he silently struck out with his left palm. The palm wind was yin and tricky, carrying a chill that eroded his internal organs. It turned out to be another hidden Yin Wind Palm, which he had also mastered to perfection!

Fists and palms clashed, combining both strength and gentleness, sealing off all of Song Jing's escape routes!

Li Wei also attacked from the flank at the same time, his legs moving like the wind, aiming straight for Song Jing's vitals. Although he was injured, his offensive was still ruthless.

Song Jing's pupils contracted sharply, and alarm bells rang in his mind! He was not afraid of either of these two people now, and he was even confident that he could defeat them one-on-one.

However, when the two join forces and cooperate seamlessly, one is fierce and unparalleled, while the other is insidious and cunning. One launches a frontal assault while the other flanks and holds the enemy at bay. The threat they pose is far more than just one plus one equals two!

More importantly, he had just broken through, his realm was not yet fully stable, and he needed time to adapt to the surge in power.

"We can't fight head-on!" In a flash, Song Jing made the judgment. He instantly pushed his Golden Bell Shield to its limit, his body surface solidifying with golden light, and withstood most of Qin Yue's punch and Li Wei's side attack. At the same time, he unleashed the Wind Chasing Leg Technique: Shadow Strike, and his figure retreated rapidly!

"Clang! Bang!"

With two muffled thuds, Song Jing groaned, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. Using the force of the recoil, he increased his speed again, combining the Wind Step and Shadow Step, his figure transforming into a blurry stream of light as he sped towards the outskirts of the city!

Although he was injured, thanks to the powerful defense of the Golden Bell Shield and the abundant blood and qi he had just broken through, his injuries were not fatal, and his speed was astonishing.

"Trying to run?!" Qin Yue roared, and he and Li Wei gave chase. But Song Jing's Wind Chasing Leg Technique was already at its peak, and his Wind Step was even more unpredictable. When he fled at full speed, his speed was even faster than Qin Yue's perfected Copper Skin Realm!

Li Wei was injured, and the distance between them gradually widened.

"Damn it! How can this kid move so fast?!" Qin Yue was both shocked and furious. He was confident that his strength far surpassed Song Jing's, but he did not expect to be suppressed by the other party in terms of speed.

Watching Song Jing's figure rise and fall a few times between the alleyways and houses, he was about to disappear.

"Chase him! He's injured, he can't go far! He must die!" Li Wei roared, his eyes filled with resentment.

A chase unfolded outside Tianshui City before dawn.

At the same time, Lu Beichen of the Commandant's Office was leading a team of elite soldiers when they kicked open the broken door of an inconspicuous courtyard in the slums of the west of the city.

"It's the Commandant's office's business! Surrender!" The soldiers rushed in.

However, inside the courtyard were only three panicked Blood Lotus Cult lackeys with cultivation levels of only the early Iron Skin Realm, some worthless cult artifacts, and a few recently deceased refugee corpses.

"Sir, we've investigated. It's just these three small fry. We've questioned them, and they know nothing. They don't even know where the branch is, or who the branch leader and deputy leader are. They just follow orders and handle materials," a subordinate reported.

Lu Beichen's face was terribly gloomy, and he kicked the broken stool next to him so hard that it shattered into pieces.

"It's the same again! Another mosquito's leg!" He gritted his teeth, his chest heaving with anger. Lately, based on intelligence and clues, he had raided four or five suspected Blood Lotus Cult hideouts, but each time he'd only caught insignificant small fry, yielding very little information. As for the "big fish" like the Zhang and Wang families, he hadn't even gotten a glimpse of them; instead, others had beaten him to it, taking them down completely, leaving him incredibly frustrated.

"Li Wujiu—Han Sha—" Lu Beichen chanted these two names, his eyes blazing with killing intent. He had been ambushed by these two multiple times, suffering serious injuries. He wouldn't rest until he avenged this! "Li Wujiu is at the peak of the Copper Skin Realm, I can't do anything to him for now. But Han Sha—late stage of the Copper Skin Realm, I can handle him! I must first clip his wings, cut off one of his arms! And while I'm at it, pry open his mouth and find out the whereabouts of Li Wujiu and his lair!"

He made up his mind that the next priority would be to do everything in his power to track down the whereabouts of the deputy leader, Han Sha.

He believed that as long as Han Sha was captured, there would definitely be a major breakthrough.

"Fall back!" Lu Beichen waved his hand dejectedly and led his men away from this worthless hideout.

Unbeknownst to him, Han Sha, whom he most wanted to capture, was with his formidable enemy Li Wujiu, while their target, along with another formidable foe, Qin Yue, was engaged in a thrilling life-or-death chase in some corner of the outer city.

"Damn it, why do I always get the bad stuff but never the good things? I always get scapegoats and scraps!"

As Lu Beichen walked, he cursed under his breath, feeling that he had been having a run of bad luck lately, with everything going wrong.

At this moment, a figure was being chased by two men in black, who were closing in on Lu Beichen.