Becoming a Saint Starts with Copying Martial Arts

Chapter 63 Chaotic Battle on a Rainy Night

Lin Qing seized the opportunity, suddenly turned around, and lashed out with his right leg like a whip, striking Han Shantong hard in the chest.

Because Han Shantong was out of balance, he was completely unable to resist. He was immediately sent flying by the force, like a cannonball, crashing into a thick willow tree at the entrance of the alley, and then tumbling into the water.

Just as Lin Qing was about to give chase, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He could feel a force flowing into his body through his arm, like a seed frantically devouring his blood and qi, igniting a "fire" that burned his body.

This made him feel a strong sense of weakness. He understood that in the instant of exchanging blows, Han Shantong had injected his strength into his body, and the special effect of this strength was to quickly deplete the enemy's blood and energy, causing secondary damage to his physique.

Clearly, Han Shantong was much stronger than Pang Tong. At that time, when Pang Tong's hidden force entered his body, it was mostly blocked by the Horizontal Training Technique and did not cause any obvious damage.

Fortunately, Han Shantong's strength did not last long. After about three breaths, the pain subsided and the weakness disappeared.

Han Shantong suddenly rolled over and got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at Lin Qing with horror in his eyes.

"Twenty thousand jin of strength? Are you a human or a monster?"

He was a martial artist at the Transformation Realm, and his arm strength was only 12,000 jin. Even if he unleashed his full power, it would only be 15,000 jin, far inferior to Lin Qing's.

Five thousand jin—this is an extremely large difference in strength, enough to determine the outcome of a battle.

He had never seen anyone possess such immense strength at the Dark Force stage.

He had heard that some people were born with extraordinary talent, possessing the strength of a thousand catties. Could Lin Qing be such a person?

"You're exceptionally gifted, and your physique is one in a million! Heaven is unfair!" Han Shantong roared angrily. "Then you can't be allowed to live! I'll kill you today!"

In an instant, Han Shantong pounced on Lin Qing. This time, he no longer underestimated Lin Qing, but regarded him as an opponent of equal strength and was determined to go all out.

"Chongshan!"

As he drew near, Han Shantong roared, his arms thrusting forward with immense force, and he clamped down in the middle, attempting to crush Lin Qing's head.

Lin Qing simultaneously unleashed the Spirit Serpent Force, the Mountain Suppressing Force, and the Blood Soul Force, adjusting his physical condition to its peak. Then, he suddenly dodged to the left, using the Bamboo Shadow Wind-Supporting Technique to increase his speed dramatically, narrowly dodging Han Shantong's arms.

Then he immediately unleashed the second move of the Tathagata Fist Sutra, with Buddha's light shining everywhere, and his arms struck forward at an extremely high frequency, like a raging storm.

But then, the palm shadows intertwined into a net, instantly engulfing Han Shantong.

Han Shantong was completely unable to defend himself. He couldn't figure out Lin Qing's attack patterns and felt as if Lin Qing's palms were all around him in an instant.

"What kind of martial art is this?" Han Shantong was shocked again.

He swore he had never seen any other martial artist use this move in Jiangyin County. It was simply too powerful, capable of unleashing several palm strikes in a single breath. In terms of strike frequency, speed, and the power of each strike, it surpassed all other martial arts combat he had ever seen in Jiangyin County.

Crackling sounds!

With a series of muffled thuds, Han Shantong was powerless to fight back and was bombarded by a series of palm strikes, causing him to retreat backward until he completely lost his ability to resist.

Seeing this, Lin Qing suddenly changed his move, raised his hand and threw a punch, which was the third move of the Tathagata Fist, Tathagata Seal of the Heart.

This punch is similar to the first move, but it is faster and has greater penetrating power.

Bang!

With another muffled thud, Lin Qing's fist struck Han Shantong's chest like a heavy hammer, sending him flying once again.

This time, Han Shantong flew backward more than ten steps before falling to the ground, and then slid backward a distance before stopping.

In an instant, water splashed everywhere. Han Shantong was in a terrible state, his clothes were soaked, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a madman.

"Still not dead?" Lin Qing frowned. "As expected of a Transformation Realm martial artist."

Compared to martial artists with hidden strength, martial artists with transformed strength have the greatest advantage in defense.

After reaching the Transformation Realm, not only does one's physical strength increase significantly, but various internal energies also intertwine to form a net, greatly reducing the intensity of external attacks.

Lin Qing could clearly feel that every time he punched Han Shantong, he would be met with a recoil force that would negate most of his power, as if Han Shantong had a fine inner armor inside his body.

He realized that it wasn't an inner armor set, but actually a power net.

If it weren't for this protective item, Lin Qing's Tathagata Seal of the Heart would have been enough to kill Han Shantong.

However, Han Shantong was not feeling well. Although he was not dead, he was experiencing waves of tearing pain in his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Lin Qing's punch was terrifying. Even with the triple protection of the refined gold inner armor, the power net, and the horizontal training technique, he was still injured in his internal organs.

He couldn't imagine how a martial artist with internal strength could possess such terrifying power and such fierce fist techniques.

If any one of these three layers of protection were missing, his heart would be shattered and he would die instantly.

"What kind of boxing style is this? Who exactly are you?" Han Shantong was filled with confusion. Lin Qing's identity suddenly became elusive. He didn't believe that a native of Jiangyin County would possess such domineering martial arts skills.

He could sense that Lin Qing's boxing skills were at a very high level, to the point that he was not only overwhelmed in strength but also in technique, leading to this one-sided situation. His only advantage was that he was more resilient to beatings than Lin Qing.

At this moment, he suddenly felt it was absurd. He never thought that he would be forced to this point by an eighteen-year-old boy, who was also a martial artist with internal strength.

He had previously heard from some merchants in the prefectural city that there were young heroes who could cross borders and kill their opponents. He scoffed at this, thinking it was just a storyteller who didn't understand martial arts making things up. He never expected that this scene would actually happen in reality, and that he would be the damned supporting character.

"You don't deserve to know, or rather, knowing wouldn't make any difference, because you will definitely die tonight!" Lin Qing said coldly.

After the exchange just now, Lin Qing was brimming with confidence. He was now extremely confident that he could kill Han Shantong, because although a martial artist of the Transformation Realm could protect himself with his strength, this was extremely taxing on his stamina.

Even if he just stubbornly endures it, he can still rely on brute force and his fists to break through Han Shantong's net of strength, punch after punch.

Moreover, he also has a special killing move to deal with the Jinli Net, which is the fourth move of the Tathagata Fist, the Heart Lamp Ignites Wisdom.

Lin Qing dashed out once again. He was so fast that, with the help of the misty water, he seemed to disappear from the world, or as if he were teleporting. In the blink of an eye, he had covered a hundred steps and rushed to Han Shantong's side.

Han Shantong dodged and retreated rapidly: "Lin Qing, leave yourself some room to maneuver. I admit you are very strong, but don't push me too far. There is no deep-seated hatred between us. Let's stop here. Continuing to fight will not benefit anyone!"

"Han Shantong, you will die tonight! If you don't die, I will not have peace of mind, the people will not have peace of mind, and Jiangyin County will never have peace!"

"Die!"

Lin Qing once again unleashed his Buddha's Light, with countless palm shadows intertwining like a net or waves, blocking all of Han Shantong's evasive maneuvers.

Han Shantong still couldn't think of a way to deal with it. In an instant, he was hit more than ten times and staggered back.

Lin Qing suddenly changed his move, unleashing the Mind Lamp Ignites Wisdom. His right hand changed from a palm to a finger, with his index and middle fingers joined together. He suddenly thrust out a finger and struck Han Shantong in the heart.

Han Shantong's body trembled, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

In that instant, a strong sense of fear welled up in his heart.

His protective energy was broken by this finger, and his heart was also injured by a hidden force, causing blood to gush from his mouth and nose.