Becoming a Saint Starting with the Chasing Wind Leg Technique

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high; dark clouds obscured the stars and moon.

A dark shadow, as silent as an owl, swept across the wall and landed precisely on a large tree outside Song Jing's courtyard.

It was Zhang Kui, a master of the Great Perfection of the Copper Skin Realm, who was worshipped by the Zhang family.

He crouched on a thick tree branch, his breath almost imperceptible, his cloudy old eyes peering coldly through the gaps in the leaves at the still-lit courtyard below.

"Iron Skin Realm... Hmph, that kid Zhang Wu is really getting worse as he gets older." Zhang Kui thought with disdain. A Bronze Skin Realm cultivator who relied on pills to reach that level couldn't even beat an Iron Skin Realm cultivator, and he actually had to beg him for help.

However, considering the five hundred taels of silver, it's worth the trip. It'll be a good way to stretch my muscles and see if this kid really has any secrets hidden behind him, as Zhang Wu said.

He waited patiently until past midnight, when the lights in the courtyard went out and his breathing became long and even.

"Sleeping soundly." Zhang Kui's lips curled into a cruel smile as he fell like a withered leaf, landing silently.

He approached the door like a ghost, and with a subtle burst of energy from his fingertips, the latch broke silently.

He pushed open the door, slipped inside, and the whole movement was seamless.

On the bed, a figure was facing away from him, seemingly fast asleep.

A cold glint flashed in Zhang Kui's eyes. Without further hesitation, he formed his five fingers into a claw and aimed straight for the back of the person on the bed!

This claw strike was devoid of any fancy moves, yet it was as fast as lightning, its sharp force condensing his powerful true energy from the peak of the Copper Skin Realm, enough to shatter stone tablets!

He wanted to strike decisively and without hesitation!

However, just as his fingertips were about to touch the other person's clothes—

The figure with its back to him suddenly disappeared!

No, it didn't disappear, but rather it flipped over and lifted its legs at an incredibly fast speed!

Wind and Thunder Leg Technique - Thunderclap Leg!

A thunderclap seemed to ignite the dimly lit room! A leg flashed like lightning, accompanied by a dull whistling sound, striking Zhang Kui's wrist with deadly force!

"What?!" Zhang Kui was shocked. He hadn't even seen how the other party moved! In a hurry, he changed his claw into a palm and gathered all his true energy to meet the thunderous kick!

"boom!"

The force exploded, and the wooden bed instantly shattered into pieces!

Zhang Kui felt an overwhelming force coming from his arm, which made his blood and qi surge. He uncontrollably staggered back three steps and crashed into the wall before regaining his balance!

He looked up in shock and saw Song Jing standing calmly in the center of the room, his clothes neat and his eyes clear and sharp, showing no sign of sleepiness.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time," Song Jing said softly, his voice exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

Alarm bells rang in Zhang Kui's mind! This reaction, this speed, this power... it's definitely not something a mere Iron Skin Realm cultivator could possess!

"You...you've broken through to the Bronze Skin Realm?!" Zhang Kui exclaimed, his eyes filled with disbelief. Didn't Zhang Wu say this kid was only at the Iron Skin Realm? How long has it been?!

"You got it right, but there's no prize." Before Song Jing finished speaking, he had already moved!

Windwalk!

He transformed into a wisp of green smoke, drifting erratically, closing the distance in an instant! Faster and more unpredictable than when he dealt with Zhang Wu that night!

Zhang Kui was, after all, a seasoned veteran with rich combat experience. Though startled, he remained calm, let out a low shout, and his palms glowed with an earthy yellow light—his signature move, the Rock-Splitting Palm!

The palm strike was heavy and fierce, like two giant rocks slamming into Song Jing's face, blocking all of Song Jing's attack routes!

Song Jing did not fight him head-on. Instead, he used the Swallow Step, his body as nimble as a swallow turning back, lightly dodging the palm strike, and circled around to Zhang Kui's side. His Shadow Kick was as fast as lightning, aiming straight for Zhang Kui's vulnerable ribs!

Zhang Kui parried with his palm, but felt that his opponent's leg strength was extremely refined, which made his arm go numb! He was even more shocked, this was definitely not the power that someone who had just entered the Copper Skin Realm should have!

"Good lad, you've been hiding your strength well!" Zhang Kui roared, unleashing the full power of his Stone-Splitting Palm. The wind from his palm whistled, shattering all the tables and chairs in the room and forcing Song Jing to dodge repeatedly.

However, Song Jing's movements were too agile. He used the Wind Step and Swallow Step alternately, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes left and sometimes right. He could always avoid Zhang Kui's fierce attacks at the last second and launch a sharp counterattack.

The Flow-Breaking Sweep Kick was powerful and heavy, the Startling Split Kick was fierce and unparalleled, and occasionally a Thunderclap Kick was interspersed, forcing Zhang Kui to deal with it with all his might.

Zhang Kui was increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed! This kid had not only broken through to the Bronze Skin Realm, but his foundation was also terrifyingly solid! His true energy was powerful and refined, his moves were smooth and skillful, and his footwork was unpredictable and his defense was formidable.

After several exchanges, he felt as if he were striking solid iron.

This doesn't look like someone who just broke through! It's clearly the demeanor of a master who has been immersed in the Copper Skin Realm for a long time!

"Impossible! How old are you!" Zhang Kui couldn't help but shout, his contempt replaced by shock and a hint of panic.

"Ask after you've finished fighting." Song Jing's eyes were icy. He knew that prolonged defense would inevitably lead to defeat. He seized upon Zhang Kui's weakness in using an old move and suddenly unleashed the nascent form of the Wind and Thunder Combined Strike!

With his Wind Step pushing his speed to the limit, his figure transformed into a blurry afterimage as he cut into Zhang Kui's center. His Thunder Kick, which had been building up for a long time, suddenly exploded, kicking straight into Zhang Kui's chest!

This strike combined the essence of speed and power—fast, fierce, and ruthless!

Zhang Kui's pupils contracted sharply, and he only had time to cross his palms in front of his chest to push the defense of the Rock-Splitting Palm to its limit!

"Bang—Crack!"

A sickening cracking sound rang out! Zhang Kui screamed in agony as his arms twisted and deformed, and he was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into the wall and landing in the courtyard, spitting out blood!

He struggled to get up, only to find that Song Jing had already followed him into the courtyard like a shadow.

Under the moonlight, a faint golden light swirled around Song Jing, a sign that his Golden Bell Shield was operating at its peak. His breathing was steady, and his eyes were sharp as an eagle's, a stark contrast to the disheveled Zhang Kui.

"Who...who are you?!" Zhang Kui coughed up blood, his eyes filled with fear and resentment. He was a Great Perfection of the Copper Skin Realm! He had actually been defeated by such a young Copper Skin Realm brat! This completely shattered his understanding of the world!

"Chasing Wind Martial Arts School, Song Jing." Song Jing approached step by step, his voice completely calm, "In your next life, don't mess with the wrong people."

"No...don't kill me! I am a retainer of the Zhang family! If you kill me, the Zhang family will not let you go!" Zhang Kui pleaded hoarsely.

Song Jing kept walking, his eyes icy cold. From the moment he sneaked into the room, the outcome was already decided.

A fleeting shadow flashed by, the leg movement as sharp as a knife.

Zhang Kui's pleas for mercy came to an abrupt halt, his head tilted limply to one side, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

Having confirmed that Zhang Kui was dead, Song Jing quickly began searching his body.

As a master who has reached the Great Perfection of the Copper Skin Realm and is also a retainer of the Zhang family, he should have some good things on him.

Sure enough, the first thing I touched was a hard object. When I took it out, I found it was a small jade bottle.

Pulling out the stopper, a familiar medicinal fragrance wafted out—inside was a molting pill worth at least one hundred taels.

Song Jing frowned slightly and put the jade bottle away. This item was evidence of his crime; it might be useful in the future, but he would never consume it.

Continuing their search, they found an oil paper package in Zhang Kui's inner pocket.

Upon opening it, five silver notes were neatly stacked inside.

Upon closer inspection by the moonlight, each note was worth one hundred taels, totaling five hundred taels!

Song Jing's eyes lit up instantly!

"Five hundred taels!" he muttered to himself, his voice filled with barely suppressed joy.

This is a real lifesaver!

He had already spent most of his savings on expensive pills and herbs to break through to the Bronze Skin Realm.

Just when I was worried about the cost of cultivation resources next month, these five hundred taels of silver were delivered to my door!

"Great, now I have money for medicine next month, I can 'splurge' a bit." Song Jing carefully put away the silver notes, making plans in his mind.

Just maintaining the current intensity of cultivation requires four to five hundred taels of silver per month.

But that wasn't enough; he also wanted to save money to buy new martial arts techniques and weapons.

"While the Wind Chasing Leg Technique and the Thunder and Lightning Leg Technique are powerful, they are ultimately leg techniques and lack the advantage of weapons. In combat, being unarmed is always a disadvantage," Song Jing pondered. "A good knife, sword, or spear technique can easily cost hundreds or even thousands of taels of silver. And a fine weapon capable of withstanding true qi is even more expensive; you simply can't acquire one without several thousand taels of silver..."

His current movement technique is already extremely fast, but if he had a more refined and specialized movement technique that was better suited for maneuvering and dodging in a small area, combined with his leg techniques, his combat power could be raised to another level.

These kinds of techniques are also quite valuable.

"The task ahead is arduous and the road is long," Song Jing sighed softly, but his eyes blazed with fighting spirit. With these five hundred taels, he could at least alleviate the immediate crisis and sustain his arduous cultivation for a while longer.

He dragged Zhang Kui's body to a corner of the courtyard, quickly cleaned up the signs of the fight, and then carefully hid the five hundred silver notes.

After doing all this, he looked up in the direction of the Zhang family, his eyes slightly cold.

"Zhang Wu... I accept this 'generous gift.' Next time, it's your turn."

The night wind carried a faint smell of blood.

Song Jing returned to the room, sat cross-legged, and began to regulate his breathing.

Having just broken through to the Bronze Skin Realm, he experienced a fierce battle and needed to consolidate his realm and digest the gains from the battle as soon as possible.

The power of the Copper Skin Realm was even greater than he had anticipated.

Zhang Kui's "great achievements," built upon years and resources, have a weak foundation, far less solid than his own. This gave him more confidence in his future path.

On the path of martial arts, wealth, companions, methods, and location are essential, with wealth coming first. Only with resources can one progress faster and further.

This five hundred taels is just the beginning.