Becoming a Saint Starting with the Chasing Wind Leg Technique

On his way home, Lai Xiaosi noticed Song Jing's unfriendly gaze.

Lai Xiaosi asked tremblingly, "Why? How could a disciple of a martial arts school break his promise! He just said he would let me go!"

Song Jing responded in a low voice: "I was just teasing you!"

My credibility is refreshed daily, and it's just past midnight, so you can go die now!

Before he could finish speaking, Song Jing punched Lai Xiaosi to death.

When I returned to my own courtyard, the east was already turning a pale white.

Song Jing closed the courtyard gate, bolted it, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.

After a night of fierce fighting, although he was not seriously injured, his mind was under great tension. Now that he relaxed, a wave of fatigue washed over him.

But he did not rest immediately.

He took out the small jade bottle that he had kept close to his body and gently uncorked it.

Three blood-red pills lay quietly in the bottle. In the morning light, the fine lines on their surface seemed to come alive, slowly shimmering with a dark red luster.

That strange scent, a mixture of blood and fragrance, filled the air once more.

Song Jing picked one up and examined it closely in his palm.

The pill was no bigger than a longan, yet it was heavy and warm to the touch, and one could faintly feel the powerful energy of blood and qi contained within it pulsating slowly.

"The Blood Fiend Pill... made with human lives and using evil methods, it is indeed against the natural order." He muttered to himself, "But now that the pill has been made, if we don't use it, all this life force will be wasted."

"I, Song Jing, act only to have a clear conscience. I use this pill to enhance my cultivation, solely for self-preservation and to punish the wicked and eliminate evil."

If I ever encounter the Blood Lotus Demon again, I will surely annihilate him with swift and decisive action, thus avenging some of the wrongful deaths of these people.

Once this thought arose, the last trace of hesitation in my heart vanished.

He didn't delay any longer, sat cross-legged on the stone bench in the courtyard, adjusted his breathing, and brought himself to his best state.

Then, he tilted his head back and swallowed a Blood Fiend Pill.

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, transforming into a torrent of intense heat that flowed down the throat!

"Ugh—"

Song Jing groaned, feeling a surge of violent blood energy explode within his body!

That force was incredibly domineering, rampaging and crashing, as if it wanted to rupture his meridians!

He dared not delay and immediately activated his family's internal energy cultivation method, guiding the qi and blood to circulate throughout the body along the meridians.

At first, the power of qi and blood was like a wild horse, extremely difficult to control.

With every inch of movement, a tearing pain shot through his meridians. Sweat instantly soaked his clothes, and veins bulged on his forehead.

But Song Jing gritted his teeth and persevered, focusing his mind on his dantian, using his will to forcefully guide that violent power, pushing it little by little along the predetermined path.

Day 1, Refining.

For the entire day, Song Jing remained seated cross-legged, completely still.

The body's blood and qi are boiling, and the skin surface turns an abnormal red, with even wisps of blood mist seeping from the pores.

By evening, the violent power had finally been initially tamed and began to slowly integrate into his own blood and qi.

Song Jing could clearly feel that his total amount of qi and blood was increasing at a visible rate!

The next day, they hammered and forged it.

After the initial effects of the medicine were absorbed, Song Jing did not continue his seclusion but began practicing martial arts.

He practiced the "Chasing Wind Leg Technique" from beginning to end.

"Treading Swallow" emphasizes lightness and grace. He moves with his feet, darting and turning in the courtyard, his figure as light and silent as a swallow skimming the water.

With each step, the body's blood and energy surge, accelerating the absorption of the medicine.

"Shadow Strike" emphasizes explosive speed. His movements are unpredictable, sometimes fast like lightning, leaving only a fleeting afterimage; sometimes slow like a leisurely stroll, yet concealing deadly intent. His legs whistle through the air, swirling up fallen leaves.

"Broken Flow" focuses on attacking the lower body. He sweeps his left leg horizontally and kicks his right leg to the side. Each strike is powerful and heavy, like a steel whip cutting through the air.

The old locust tree in the courtyard was kicked so badly that its bark peeled off and wood chips flew everywhere.

"Jinghong" is a killing move that requires concentrating all the body's power into a single point and unleashing it from the bottom up.

Song Jing practiced this move again and again, from being clumsy to becoming proficient. His leg movements were like a white crane soaring into the sky, accompanied by a piercing sound of air being cut.

With each repetition, the body's Qi and blood boil more intensely, and the medicinal effects penetrate more deeply.

On the third day, a breakthrough was achieved.

At dawn, Song Jing swallowed the second Blood Fiend Pill.

This time, the effects of the drug were still intense, but he was more experienced and handled it with much more ease.

Qi and blood surged through the meridians like rivers, and the already nearly saturated dantian began to expand, compress, and expand again...

"Click—"

It felt as if some kind of barrier within my body had been broken.

The Iron Skin Realm is nearing completion, a natural progression!

Song Jing opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

He spread his hands, revealing that his skin was slightly darker than before, with a faint bronze hue.

I squeezed it with my hand; the outer skin was as tough as cowhide, and ordinary swords and knives would probably have a hard time cutting through it.

He stood up and casually punched the stone lock in the courtyard.

"Bang!"

Tiny cracks have appeared on the surface of the stone lock!

"His strength has increased by at least 30%." Song Jing nodded in satisfaction. "His speed and reaction time have also improved significantly."

But the breakthroughs are not over yet.

On the fourth and fifth days, consolidate the gains.

Song Jing began practicing the "Wind and Thunder Leg Technique".

"Wind-Treading Steps" emphasizes speed and change more than "Swallow-Treading Steps." He used unusual footwork techniques, his figure was as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning, leaving behind afterimages in the narrow courtyard.

Sometimes it goes straight ahead, sometimes it turns back, its trajectory is unpredictable.

The "Thunderclap Leg" is a pure burst of power. His right leg rose high, cleaving down like a battle axe, the force of the kick even accompanied by a faint thunderous sound!

With each step, the bluestone pavement cracked like a spider web.

The most difficult is the "Wind and Thunder Combination Attack".

This move requires a perfect combination of the speed of "Wind Step" and the power of "Thunder Kick" to unleash a thunderous strike at extreme speed.

Song Jing tried repeatedly, initially either being fast enough but lacking in strength, or having enough strength but with sluggish movements.

But he was resilient and never gave up, adjusting his exertion and pace again and again.

By the evening of the fifth day, they had finally reached a higher level.

He moved like the wind, leaving only a blurry shadow. The instant the shadow passed a certain spot, a leg shot out like a thunderclap!

"boom!"

A shallow hole was kicked into the courtyard wall, and bricks and stones fell down in a flurry.

"It's done!" Song Jing pulled his legs back and stood up, his eyes showing joy.

On the sixth day, the Golden Bell Cover was activated.

The first three days are dedicated to leg techniques, while the next three days focus on offense and defense.

The "Golden Bell Cover" martial art requires external force to strike the body, combined with specific breathing techniques, to strengthen the skin, muscles, and bones.

Song Jing repeatedly struck his body with wooden sticks and stones, especially vital areas such as his arms, chest, abdomen, and back.

Initially, the area where the blows occurred was bruised, swollen, and painful.

But as the medicine continued to penetrate, the skin became more and more resilient. By the sixth day, hitting it with a stick was like scratching an itch, and hitting it with a stone left only a faint white mark.

He channeled his energy into his body, and a faint golden luster appeared on his skin. Although it was not as obvious as during the fierce battle, his defensive power was now on a completely different level.

After six days of arduous cultivation, all three Blood Fiend Pills were refined.

Breakthrough to the mid-stage of Iron Skin Realm!!!

After returning home, he told his senior brothers and sisters that he had gained some insights and wanted to go into seclusion to cultivate for a period of time.

Therefore, he was unaware of what happened that day until his senior brothers and sisters relayed the story to the academy master, who then reported the master's reaction.

Upon hearing this, the martial arts master praised him highly, saying he was capable, intelligent, and chivalrous, truly worthy of being a disciple of the Chasing Wind Martial Arts School.