Becoming a Saint Starting with the Chasing Wind Leg Technique

Chapter 95 Overwhelming Suppression, Qin Yue's Superior Strength

Song Jing pushed his speed to the limit, alternating between the Wind-Stepping Step and the Shadow-Swept Body Technique, his figure becoming a blurry afterimage between the alleyways and rooftops in the dead of night.

His internal energy was slightly turbulent due to his recent breakthrough and a series of fierce battles, but his will to escape was stronger than ever before.

Behind them, two powerful and sinister auras clung to them like maggots, never letting go. They were none other than Li Wei and Qin Yue, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang!

"You little beast, you can't escape!" Li Wei's venomous roar faintly echoed in the night wind. Although he was still injured, his hatred kept him moving quite fast.

Qin Yue remained silent, not uttering a word, but pushing his movement technique to its limit. Each step he took was like a charging elephant, shattering the tiles beneath his feet, and the distance was closing little by little.

He was equally shocked. Song Jing's speed far exceeded his expectations, especially his unpredictable and erratic movement. If he and Li Wei hadn't attacked from both sides, they probably would have been shaken off.

"We can't leave the city! The terrain outside the city is open, which will make it easier for them to surround us!" Song Jing thought quickly, changed direction, and rushed towards a more complicated slum area in the southwest of the outer city, where houses were low and densely packed.

The alleys there are narrow and maze-like, so you might be able to use the terrain to your advantage.

However, Qin Yue and Li Wei clearly saw through his intentions, and their offensive became even more fierce.

Qin Yue unleashed several palm strikes from a distance, the soft, yin-like palm winds like the spitting of a venomous snake, specifically targeting Song Jing's vital points on his back, forcing him to constantly change direction and dodge, inevitably affecting his speed.

Li Wei then flanked from the flank, his legs whistling as he blocked their path.

"Bang!" Song Jing took a direct hit from Qin Yue's Yin Wind Palm, using the force to rush forward. He felt a sweet taste in his mouth and forced himself to swallow the blood.

Although the Golden Bell Cover provided formidable defense, Qin Yue's palm strikes were insidious and had the effect of corroding internal organs. After enduring the blows repeatedly, he also suffered some internal injuries.

"This won't do—" Song Jing's eyes were cold as he pondered a way to escape. Suddenly, from the corner of the alley ahead, came a series of hurried footsteps and the clanging of weapons being drawn!

"The Commandant's Office is handling a case! All bystanders, please step aside!" A clear, resonant voice rang out.

A group of soldiers dressed in black, with goose-feather sabers at their waists, rushed out from around the corner. Leading them was a young man with a cold face and sharp eyes like an eagle. He was none other than Lu Beichen, the number one expert of the Commandant's Office!

He was leading his men to investigate clues about the Blood Lotus Sect when he happened to hear a fierce fight and the sound of air being torn apart.

Lu Beichen's gaze swept across the scene like lightning: a masked man in gray was running wildly ahead, his breathing disordered, clearly seriously injured; two men in black were in hot pursuit behind him, their killing intent palpable.

What made his eyes narrow even more was that the two men in black behind him were faintly emanating an aura that he was extremely familiar with and loathed—the unique, chilling scent of the Blood Fiend Pill, a mixture of blood and resentment!

Although it was faint, it could not escape the keen senses he had cultivated through special training!

This bloody smell must come from someone who has been dealing with bloody corpses for a long time, and has definitely killed many innocent civilians.

It's the unique bloody smell of making Blood Fiend Pills mixed with the scent of some special medicinal herbs, unlike simple murder.

"The aura of the Blood Fiend Pill—is it a remnant of the Blood Lotus Sect? Or a demon who took this pill?" Lu Beichen's mind raced.

Regardless of the reason, it is his duty to eliminate them without hesitation! Protecting the peace of Tianshui City and eradicating evil sorcerers is his inescapable responsibility!

"You heretical demons, how dare you act so presumptuously in my Tianshui City!" Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Beichen roared, his figure shooting out like an arrow released from a bow. His goose-feather saber transformed into a streak of gleaming cold light, heading straight for Qin Yue, who was closest and possessed the most ferocious aura! "Stop them!"

The elite troops behind him were also well-trained. They immediately formed a battle formation, with their blades pointing outwards, blocking the alleyway, and at the same time issuing an alarm to summon nearby patrol soldiers.

Qin Yue and Li Wei were startled to be suddenly intercepted by government troops. Qin Yue reacted swiftly, neither dodging nor avoiding Lu Beichen's fierce blade. His right fist shot out like a cannonball, gathering an earthen-yellow fist aura, and fiercely slammed towards the blade! It was the Black Mountain Fist Technique!

"clang!"

Fist and knife clashed, producing a piercing metallic clang! The shockwave rippled outwards, sending dust flying from the surrounding walls.

Lu Beichen felt an unimaginable, fierce force coming from the blade, which made his arm go numb and the goose feather knife almost slip from his hand. He staggered back three steps before he could barely steady himself, his blood and qi churning!

He was horrified: "Perfected Copper Skin Realm! Moreover, his foundation is incredibly solid, and his power is far more ferocious than ordinary!"

Qin Yue also swayed slightly, and his gaze toward Lu Beichen became more serious.

Although the opponent was at the Great Perfection of the Copper Skin Realm, his swordsmanship was sharp and his true energy was pure. He was able to withstand a punch with 70% of his strength in a hurry, so his strength should not be underestimated.

In that split second, Song Jing's pressure eased dramatically. Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he twisted his body and, instead of continuing his escape, charged towards Li Wei, who had been slightly delayed due to Lu Beichen's interception!

Since there is strong reinforcement, although he doesn't know who it is, and they suddenly appeared to restrain the even stronger Qin Yue, he must seize the opportunity to severely injure or even eliminate the injured Li Wei!

"Li Wei! Prepare to die!" Song Jing roared, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

The Thunder and Lightning Leg Technique - Thunderclap Leg exploded with full force, the leg shadow like a thunderclap splitting the sky, carrying an unstoppable momentum, and kicked hard towards Li Wei's chest! He didn't give Li Wei a chance to catch his breath or reunite with Qin Yue.

Li Wei was both shocked and furious. He was already injured, and Song Jing's sudden counterattack threw him into disarray. In his haste, he could only use the Black Mountain Fist technique to block.

"boom!"

Li Wei was once again thrown back by the shock, blood spilling from his mouth, his injuries worsening.

Song Jing pressed his advantage relentlessly, unleashing a torrent of powerful kicks that relentlessly suppressed Li Wei, leaving him only able to parry and utterly powerless to retaliate.

If it weren't for his experience and skill, which allowed him to dodge and parry despite his injuries, he would probably have been defeated within a few moves.

On the other side, Lu Beichen and Qin Yue were also fighting. Lu Beichen's swordsmanship was swift and fierce, like a storm, targeting Qin Yue's vital points.

However, Qin Yue's cultivation level was not only superior, but his Black Mountain Fist and Yin Wind Palm were also a perfect blend of hardness and softness, combining offense and defense.

His fist techniques were fierce and powerful, using brute force to overcome skill, often forcing Lu Beichen to retreat and defend himself; his palm techniques were subtle and cunning, specifically targeting gaps in his swordplay, and the icy wind from his palms made Lu Beichen quite uncomfortable.

Lu Beichen became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed, realizing that he was being completely suppressed by his opponent!

The opponent's skill in fist and palm techniques was extremely high, and his combat experience was also extremely rich. Although his swordsmanship was exquisite, he was completely restrained in the face of absolute power, defense and strange palm techniques. It was only a matter of time before he was defeated!

"Who exactly is this person? When did such a master emerge from the outer city? His palm technique is as insidious as a snake—he is definitely not an unknown figure! I've only ever heard of masters of fist techniques in the outer city, but I've never heard of a master who is proficient in both fist and palm techniques. The master of the Duan Yue Martial Arts School, who is skilled in fist techniques, has already left!" Lu Beichen's mind raced, but he dared not relax his grip for a moment.