Becoming a Saint Starts with Copying Martial Arts

Chapter 102 The Four Great Protectors

Chapter 103 The Three Protectors

Several days passed in the blink of an eye, and Lin Qing was practicing martial arts in the courtyard.

His figure flashed and he suddenly dashed forward, moving like a ghost, silent and fast. No footsteps could be heard; only afterimages could be seen behind him, as if he were flying close to the ground.

He sprinted back and forth in the courtyard, creating gusts of wind and waves. He did this thirteen times in a row before stopping, with a little sweat seeping from his forehead.

"Not bad, you've mastered the basics in less than half a month. I'm very satisfied."

Wang Ling leaped down from the rooftop, his gaze sweeping over Lin Qing with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"How is this lightness skill to learn?" Wang Ling asked again.

"It's very difficult, more difficult than any other light-body skill I've ever learned before," Lin Qing said.

Every movement and posture contains a great deal of detail. If it weren't for his exceptional martial arts talent and the foundation of several perfected lightness skills, he would never have been able to master them in just half a month.

"It's difficult, it really is, but the benefits are great once you get the hang of it." Wang Ling nodded.

"Yes, this lightness skill has an extremely fast short-distance sprinting speed and is very good at rushing into combat, but it consumes too much energy and cannot be used for a long time."

"Lin Qing pondered."

"You understand very well. This is just the beginning. Once you reach perfection, in the prefectural city, if you want to escape, no more than ten people can catch you. I am here today to take you out on a mission. The information you provided before is indeed true. I have confirmed that there are Yin Yuan Sect members hiding in Wanghai Tower, including Song Heilong and the witch Deng Qianyu. Tonight, I will lead the officers of the Soul Suppression Division to wipe out these demons in one fell swoop!" Wang Ling said suddenly in a deep voice.

"I was just thinking of finding someone to test how strong I am now," Lin Qing nodded.

..

into the night.

A thick fog descended upon the prefectural city, and the streets and alleys were sparsely populated. Lin Qing, along with a group of constables, stood in a small alley near the Wanghai Restaurant, gazing into the distance. He could faintly hear the shouts of the guests inside the restaurant.

Wanghai Restaurant is doing very well, and there are many customers at this time.

"Damn it, I should be sleeping at this hour. It's all the fault of those bastards at Wanghai Restaurant." Wei Dong stood to the side, his hands tucked into his sleeves, cursing the ancestors of the Yin Yuan Sect bastards.

"Stop complaining, Lin Qing, Wei Dong. You two need to perform well later and try to kill as many Yin Yuan Sect demons as possible. This time, all eight Golden Token constables will participate in this operation, which is an assessment set up by Chief Envoy Yang. If you perform poorly, even if you defeat the strongest among the newly recruited constables in next year's assessment, you may still be replaced by others because you have too little merit." Old Tang stood aside, holding a jar of wine in his hand. As he spoke, a rich aroma of wine wafted over.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qing silently tightened his grip on the knife in his hand. This time, the Soul Suppression Division was really serious, basically deploying all its elite forces. Many tasks such as collecting corpses, patrolling at night, and exorcising evil spirits were mobilized.

"Old Tang, what's our mission?" Wei Dong asked.

"Wait here and block any Yin Yuan Sect demons trying to escape from this direction!" Old Tang shouted.

As they were talking, suddenly, a firework rose into the sky from the due east direction, and with a loud bang, it exploded in the sky, scattering colorful fireworks in all directions and falling into the sky.

"Make your move! Draw your sword!" Old Tang tossed the wine jar behind him, a murderous aura suddenly emanating from him. With a clang, he drew his sword and stood at the front of the group.

Lin Qing and the others also drew their swords and stood behind him, their bodies tense, exuding a chilling aura.

.——

Wanghai Restaurant.

Wang Ling led his men into the fray, shouting loudly and startling everyone in the various rooms.

"I am Wang Ling, a deacon of the Soul Suppression Division. A demon from the Yin Yuan Sect is lurking in the Wanghai Restaurant. I have been ordered to capture him today. Everyone, stand still! No one is allowed to move or leave. Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy!"

As Wang Ling spoke, an astonishing aura erupted from his body, causing many guests in the lobby of the restaurant to squat down.

Among these people were many noble young men from prominent families in the prefecture. Some of these men were of low character and usually acted arrogantly and domineeringly, but when they saw Wang Ling, they all put away their arrogance and dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction.

Because in Ishikawa Prefecture, the Soul Suppression Division is like the heavens. Anyone who dares to go against the Soul Suppression Division will be destroyed in an instant. Even the Jin family, which is currently the most powerful, does not dare to do so.

Not to mention, standing before them was Wang Ling, the sharpest blade of the Soul Suppressing Division.

Splash!

Accompanied by a series of rapid footsteps, a group of constables rushed out from behind Wang Ling and ran up the stairs to the top of the restaurant, preparing to search every floor and every room to the end, leaving no Yin Yuan Sect demon undetected.

Just then, a loud laugh suddenly came from inside the building.

"Wang Ling, you old thief, you're quick on your feet. I've only been here for half a year and you've already found my location. But it doesn't matter. Others may fear you, but I don't. You think you can catch me? No way!"

The guests looked up and suddenly saw a red-clad figure burst out of a window of a room on the top floor, letting out a long howl.

This long howl was an evil spell possessed by Hong Xiuniang. The sound waves swept in all directions, and in an instant, many people's minds were impacted. Some held their heads and covered their ears, their faces showing pain. Some fainted on the spot, and some bled from all seven orifices, their lives hanging in the balance.

"Deng Qianyu! You dare to speak so arrogantly even when you're about to die! Today I will definitely kill you!" Wang Ling drew his sword and suddenly used his lightness skill to rush towards Deng Qianyu. The latter did not confront him head-on, but instead used his lightness skill to move forward all the way to the top of the pavilion. Suddenly, he broke through the roof and escaped to the outside world.

At the same time, Deng Qianyu's unrestrained and arrogant laughter echoed again.

"Wang Ling, you think I've fallen into your trap? What a joke! I was prepared. Today, you're the one who deserves to die!"

As she spoke, Deng Qianyu landed on the roof of a nearby house. Just as Wang Ling was about to chase after her, a chain hammer smashed through the window of a third-floor room in the Wanghai Restaurant, hurtling straight toward him with a howling wind and waves.

Wang Ling frowned, then suddenly swung his sword, slashing the chain hammer down from mid-air.

"Haha, Deng Qianyu, I'll help you deal with Wang Ling, you slut, you owe me one. I'll fuck you to death when we get back!"

A burly man's voice came from inside the restaurant, and then a figure leaped down from it like a meteorite, crashing hard to the ground and creating a large crater. Instantly, dust rose up.

Lin Qing and the others watched from a distance. Although they were some distance from the Wanghai Restaurant, martial artists have eyesight far exceeding that of ordinary people, and they could still clearly see the battle situation near the restaurant.

The burly man who had fallen to the ground stood up. His body was extremely robust, about the height of two people. He carried a chain hammer and was covered in heavy black armor. Red lines ran across his exposed skin, making him look like a walking humanoid beast.

"This is bad. This is another protector of the Yin Yuan Sect, Tan Yuchun. He is worshipping another evil spirit of the Yin Yuan Sect, the Blood Ox. It can store the absorbed essence and blood in its body and activate it when needed for battle, greatly increasing its physical strength." Old Tang's expression was solemn.

That wasn't all. He glanced around and noticed a shadow had appeared on the top floor of the Wanghai Restaurant. From a distance, it was a short boy carrying an extremely large black scythe on his back, his eyes cold as he looked down at the earth.

"There's a third protector, Ma Meng, who is worshipping the evil spirit that devours spirits!" Old Tang's expression grew even more solemn.