Becoming a Saint Starting with the Chasing Wind Leg Technique

Chapter 115 Entering the Nie Family, the Wildfire Spear Technique

Thanks to his token as a guest of the Commandant's Office and his merit in killing a heretical cultivator at the Flesh Refining Realm, Song Jing was granted special permission to enter the inner city ahead of the Martial Arts Competition.

The towering city walls, the wide and clean streets, the rows of buildings, and the many well-dressed and composed pedestrians made it a world apart from the outer city.

Nie Shuli was already waiting at the agreed city gate. When he saw Song Jing, he smiled, but there was also a hint of embarrassment that was hard to detect.

"Brother Song, you've arrived." Nie Shuli greeted him, and after a few pleasantries, he lowered his voice and said, "The government already knows about your entry into the inner city. As for the Wildfire Spear Technique—the situation has changed somewhat."

Song Jing's heart stirred slightly: "Brother Nie, please speak freely."

Nie Shuli led Song Jing toward the Nie family home, whispering, "My Nie family is divided into the eldest branch and the second branch."

I belong to the second branch of the family, and our power has waned in recent years. The head elder of my second branch initially agreed to teach you spear techniques, believing you to be of upright character and meritorious to the city. He thought teaching you would both forge a good relationship and demonstrate the magnanimity of the Nie family. Unexpectedly—

Somehow word of this leaked out and reached the eldest branch of the family.

He sighed, "The eldest branch is powerful and has a long-standing feud with my second branch. Upon hearing of this matter, they firmly opposed it, arguing that the family's secret spear technique should not be lightly passed on to outsiders and that they feared the technique would leak out. Our second branch argued forcefully, stating that you have rendered meritorious service in eliminating evil, and the Nie family should not break its promise or betray its trust, lest it become a laughingstock."

"After much debate, a compromise was finally reached." Nie Shuli looked at Song Jing, his expression complex. "The eldest branch agreed that my second branch's uncle, Nie Zhu, would demonstrate the Wildfire Spear Technique in its entirety in front of you. It would be a demonstration, not a formal instruction. They said the Nie family hadn't broken their promise to let you watch the spear technique; whether you could learn it, and how much you could learn, depended entirely on your own comprehension. They—didn't believe anyone could learn this superior spear technique of the Nie family after just one viewing."

His tone carried a hint of helplessness and resentment: "This method seems like a concession, but it is actually a form of obstruction and disrespect. They are convinced that you have no chance of mastering the skill after just one reading, so they can ridicule you for being dull-witted and wasting your opportunity, which will also embarrass my second branch. Brother Song, in this matter—it is my Nie family that has wronged you."

Song Jing listened calmly. He already knew that the family relationships in the inner city were complicated and that social status was deeply ingrained, so this twist of fate was not unexpected. As for "whether he could learn it after watching it once"—he simply smiled faintly to himself.

"Brother Nie, you flatter me. It is already a great honor to have the opportunity to witness the Nie family's spear technique. As for whether one can gain anything from it, that depends on individual fate," Song Jing said calmly. "Please lead the way, Brother Nie."

Seeing that Song Jing was neither angry nor frustrated, Nie Shuli felt somewhat relieved and secretly admired his composure.

The Nie family mansion was vast, with deep courtyards and an extraordinary grandeur. The martial arts training ground was located on the east side of the mansion, paved with bluestone, and was wide and flat.

At this moment, more than ten people were standing on the sidelines, mostly young people, but also a few middle-aged people with a calm demeanor.

All eyes turned to Song Jing as he entered the training ground, their expressions varied—curious, scrutinizing, disdainful, indifferent—and so on.

Nie Shuli quickly introduced in a low voice: "The elder in the green robe holding the gun in the center is my second uncle, Nie Zhu, a member of the second branch of the family. His marksmanship is extremely profound, ranking among the best in the clan. The others next to him are elders of the clan. As for those young people—most of them are from the eldest branch, here to watch the excitement."

Sure enough, Song Jing could clearly sense that the gazes cast by the young disciples on the sidelines were mostly filled with undisguised arrogance and contempt, and whispers could be faintly heard: "Is it him? From the outer city? I heard he killed two Body Refining Realm cultivators who broke through using evil medicine?"

"Pshaw, just lucky. Does he really think he's someone special?"

"Come see the Wildfire Spear Technique? He's not worthy! It's just that brat Nie Shuli from the second branch of the family who likes to associate with random country bumpkins!"

"That's right, Uncle Zhu is really something, why bother with this country bumpkin?"

"What's wrong with letting him watch it once? Does he really think he can learn it?"

"Exactly, did they think he was Brother Nie Feng? Did he have such extraordinary talent?"

"Just an ignorant country bumpkin, but he's got a thick skin."

Although the whispers were low, they clearly reached the ears of Song Jing and Nie Shuli.

Nie Shuli's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but Song Jing seemed not to hear it, calmly looking at the elder in the green robe, Nie Zhu, in the arena.

Nie Zhunian was about fifty years old, with a clear face and a sharp glint in his eyes as he opened and closed them. He held a long spear that was dark red all over, neither wood nor iron, with a bright white tip that shone with a cold light.

He was also sizing up Song Jing, his gaze gentle and appreciative, and he nodded slightly.

"Young friend Song, I am Nie Zhu." Nie Zhu spoke, his voice calm. "Your deeds have already been told to me. At such a young age, to be able to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path, your character and strength are both rare. Today, due to family restrictions, I can only demonstrate the Wildfire Spear Technique to you once. How much you can comprehend depends entirely on your destiny. Watch carefully."

"Junior Song Jing thanks Senior Nie." Song Jing clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed deeply, then stepped back a few paces and observed intently.

Nie Zhu said no more, took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became as sharp as a spear! He flicked his wrist, and the dark red spear seemed to come alive, emitting a low hum.

"The Wildfire Spear Technique, Opening Stance—The First Spark!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the gun shot out like a dragon! A cold glint exploded from the tip of the gun, like a spark suddenly igniting in the dark night, instantly piercing the air with an unstoppable momentum!

Immediately afterwards, the gunfire erupted like a raging storm, or a wildfire spreading across the plains!

"Fire spreads with the wind!" "Inferno engulfs the land!" "Sparks fill the sky!" "The heavens and the seas are scorched!"

Nie Zhu's figure and spear were almost one, moving swiftly and freely in the training ground.

Gunfire swirled, thrusting, sweeping, flicking, and smashing, each strike fierce and violent, carrying a scorching heat as if to ignite the air itself!

The gun whistled through the air, kicking up dust, and the sharp intent of the gun spread out, causing some of the weaker members of the Nie family on the sidelines to feel a stinging sensation on their skin and involuntarily take a few steps back.

Song Jing stared intently, his mind completely absorbed in Nie Zhu's spear technique. He could sense that the essence of this Wildfire Spear Technique lay in the word "fierce".

He concentrates all his qi, blood, and will into a single point on the spear tip, unleashing a continuous and unstoppable offensive, like wildfire spreading across the land. The spear techniques are expansive and powerful, yet also exquisitely varied, with particular emphasis on the instantaneous burst of power and the ruthless precision of the angles.

"Truly worthy of being the top spear technique in the inner city!" Song Jing was shocked. Compared to the Wind and Thunder Leg Technique he practiced, the Wind and Thunder Leg Technique excelled in speed and instantaneous burst, incorporating the power of wind and thunder, making it strange and fierce.

However, this Wildfire Spear Technique is clearly superior in terms of pure attack power, attack range, and the fierce momentum of its unstoppable advance and burning everything!

Especially when paired with a long spear, the longer the weapon, the stronger it becomes, making full use of its attack range advantage!

"The difference between having a weapon and not having one is truly like heaven and earth. Although the Wind and Thunder Leg Technique is powerful, it is ultimately a technique passed down in the outer city and has its limits. But this Wildfire Spear Technique is the only top-level combat skill truly suitable for battlefield combat and frontal assaults!" Song Jing's heart surged with excitement, and his desire for spear techniques grew even stronger.

Nie Zhu demonstrated a set of spear techniques, consisting of thirty-six moves, from beginning to end without reservation.

From the initial spark to the mid-stage raging fire, and finally the heaven-burning strike, the momentum builds layer by layer. In the end, he puts down his spear and stands still, his breath long and his expression unchanged.

The entire training ground seemed to still retain the scorching and fierce intent of the spear.

"I've made a fool of myself." Nie Zhu nodded to Song Jing, his eyes filled with a hint of expectation and a touch of helplessness. He knew that it would be extremely difficult for an ordinary person to grasp the essence of the work after just one viewing, let alone even begin to understand it.

This demonstration was more about fulfilling a promise, saving face for the second wife's family, and giving the young man an opportunity to broaden his horizons.

Song Jing closed his eyes, his mind replaying every move Nie Zhu had just made, the power generation techniques of each spear technique, the route of true energy circulation, the footwork coordination, and even the "wildfire" artistic conception contained within them.

At the same time, his internal energy and true qi, along with his memories, began to unconsciously try to circulate along a novel route, simulating the feeling of wielding a gun and exerting force.

The talent of "Heaven rewards diligence" quietly activated, rapidly absorbing, organizing, and analyzing all the information about the Wildfire Spear Technique that it had just "observed," transforming it into the most fundamental insights and physical memories.

Those seemingly complex thirty-six spear techniques, when broken down, are nothing more than a combination and refinement of basic thrusting, sweeping, picking, and smashing movements. The key lies in the special circulation of qi and blood and true qi, as well as that indomitable will.

A moment later, Song Jing opened his eyes, a flash of fire appearing and disappearing in them. He solemnly clasped his hands in thanks to Nie Zhu again: "Thank you for the demonstration, Senior Nie. This junior—has gained some insight."

A look of surprise flashed in Nie Zhu's eyes. He could sense that there was a faint but real aura on Song Jing's body that seemed to be in harmony with the Wildfire Spear Technique.

But is that possible? To gain insight after just one reading? How deep could that insight be? He suppressed his doubts and smiled gently, "It's good that you've gained insight, young friend; this trip has not been in vain."

However, the younger members of the eldest branch of the family on the sidelines couldn't contain themselves any longer, and their sneers rang out again: "A little insight? Haha, that's hilarious! You think you can gain insight after just one viewing?"

"Pretending to be something you're not! You probably haven't even memorized all the moves, have you?"

"Exactly, does he really think he's some kind of one-in-a-million martial arts prodigy?"

"Uncle Zhu's marksmanship is so exquisite, how could you possibly understand it after just one glance? You truly don't know your own limitations!"

"When my brother Nie Feng first learned this spear technique, it took him three days to barely memorize the moves, and half a month to grasp even a trace of its essence. Who is he? Does he even deserve to be compared to my brother Nie Feng?"

"A country bumpkin from out of town, does he really think he can rise to the top overnight? What a joke!"

The mocking remarks were incessant, and Nie Shuli's face turned ashen, but he couldn't retaliate. Nie Zhu also frowned slightly, somewhat displeased with the eldest son's rudeness, but due to his status, he couldn't reprimand him.

Song Jing ignored the jeers around him, as if they were talking about strangers who had nothing to do with him.

He nodded to Nie Zhu and Nie Shuli again, then turned around and prepared to leave the Nie family.

He has achieved his goal.

The Prairie Fire Spear Technique: one viewing is enough.

On the panel, the skill bar has been quietly updated: [Wildfire Spear Technique (Beginner)].

[Character] Song Jing [Realm Progress] Perfected Skin Forging Realm, Late Bronze Skin Realm (80/100)

【Chasing Wind Leg Technique - Perfection】(1/100)

[Golden Bell Cover - Mastery] (1/100)

【Wind and Thunder Leg Technique - Mastery】 (1/100)

【Nine Shadow Steps - Beginner】(5/100)

[Wildfire Spear Technique - Beginner] (1/100)