strictlysupreme Chapter 56 Perfecting the Mountain-Suppressing Skill
Chapter 56 Perfecting the Mountain-Suppressing Skill
In an instant, a series of images flashed through his mind.
Initially, the scenes showed Pang Tong practicing martial arts, but later some obscene scenes appeared, showing Pang Tong abusing his power and taking advantage of all the beautiful female performers in the Chunming Society.
Upon seeing this, Lin Qing couldn't help but curse inwardly, cursing Pang Tong, the Soul Suppressing Division, and the government office.
Both places are filthy and chaotic; how can ordinary people possibly live a good life?
As more and more images surfaced, Lin Qing finally saw some information that was valuable to him.
In a moment, the image completely disappeared. Lin Qing frowned and quickly sorted through the information in his mind, mainly dividing it into three points.
First, Pang Tong was instructed by Han Shantong to purge all the disobedient people in the Soul Suppression Division and replace them with his own people, the obedient ones, and that's why he was repeatedly suppressed.
Secondly, Han Shantong also intends to take action against other forces within the city, with the Ma family being the first to be targeted.
He wanted to unite all the major forces in and around Jiangyin County into a single, unbreakable force to fight against the powerful Zhenhun Division forces arriving from the prefectural city.
Thus, he also confirmed one thing: Cheng Yannian's death was the work of the Han family.
Third, Han Shantong is preparing a banquet for a hundred children, intending to sacrifice a hundred infants to a powerful evil spirit, the Devouring Spirit Demon, in order to gain immense power.
After Lin Qing processed these memories, he felt a chill run down his spine and a surge of anger rose within him for no apparent reason.
"The Han family is a bunch of beasts in human skin. They will stop at nothing to achieve their goals, and they would even harm an infant."
After the anger, he felt a sense of powerlessness and an extremely strong desire to become stronger.
"Even if I knew the truth, what good would it do? I'm too weak to do anything."
"In this cannibalistic world, if I am too weak, I won't be able to help others or the people, let alone protect myself or my family."
"I can't let my guard down; I must find a way to become stronger," Lin Qing thought to himself.
As he was pondering this, a wealth of information appeared before him.
[Please select one martial arts skill or talent to copy]
1. The Eight Strikes of the Serpent (Complete)
The standard martial arts skills of the constables in the Shu region originated from the barbarian tribes in the mountains of the south. They were created by imitating the way long snakes hunt. The moves are subtle, strange, flexible and ever-changing. When mastered, they can unleash the power of the serpent.
2. Zhenyue Gong (Completed)
One of the hidden strength training methods circulating within the government offices in Sichuan. When mastered, one can enter the realm of hidden strength, unleash the power of Zhenyue, and greatly increase physical strength.
When the Zhenyue Jin is activated, it can cause a surge in the strength of local limbs, such as the arms and legs, but it will consume a lot of physical strength and endurance. After the burst, it is necessary to adjust and rest for a period of time.
3. Butterfly Dance Steps (Perfect)
The standardized light-body skills passed down in the government offices of Sichuan allow one to dodge and leap within short distances. When mastered, one can move as lightly as a swallow, agile and free, and is especially adept at dodging weapons.
4. Traditional Chinese Opera (Minor Level)
Learning this skill allows one to master more than ten humorous folk tunes popular in Sichuan, accurately grasp the emotions in operas, and appreciate their unique charm.
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Lin Qing felt a surge of intense joy upon seeing the second message.
Pang Tong tried every means to obstruct him from practicing the hidden strength method, but unexpectedly, he sent him the Zhenyue Jue, which had reached its perfect state, in the blink of an eye.
If Pang Tong were to be resurrected and learn the truth, one wonders if he would be so angry that he would die.
Lin Qing immediately copied this martial art and added it to his equipment inventory.
In an instant, his body trembled, his blood boiled, and a tearing pain shot through his entire body, even more intense than when he had equipped himself with the Perfected Spirit Serpent Eight Strikes and the other two Ming Jin martial arts.
Lin Qing gasped. The pain came so suddenly that he couldn't bear it for a moment, and his whole body was trembling.
"It hurts, it hurts so much!"
"hiss!"
Moreover, it wasn't just pain; he could also clearly feel his blood and energy being mobilized and rushing towards a certain acupoint on his right arm.
In a short while, his blood and qi had surged more than ten times, each time ending in failure. Lin Qing suddenly felt a strong sense of weakness, his steps became unsteady, his vision blurred, and he could not even stand steadily.
Lin Qing hurriedly swallowed a Qi-replenishing pill. The medicine took effect quickly, and in just over ten breaths, the weakness had subsided, but the pain became increasingly intense.
Lin Qing took a deep breath. His will was firm, and no matter how much pain he was in, he would not utter a sound.
Moreover, there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes; the stronger the pain, the greater the change.
Once the transformation is complete, he will immediately become a martial artist with perfected internal strength, and his physical strength will definitely increase dramatically.
Lin Qing couldn't estimate what his body would become at that time, or how much his strength would increase.
"Tolerate!"
"How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? How can you grow without going through pain?"
"It's just a little pain."
Lin Qing sat cross-legged on the ground, taking deep breaths repeatedly. Before long, he had completely calmed down.
His body was still undergoing dramatic changes, but his mind was as calm as a still lake, patiently waiting for the "storm" to pass.
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The next morning.
Residents of Yan Hui Fang reported to the government that they heard fighting and screams last night, and others reported to the authorities that they found bloodstains at their doorstep.
At first, the people of the Soul Suppression Division did not take it seriously. But now the situation is chaotic, and vendettas in the martial arts world are common. Murders are even more frequent on rainy days. If every single case is investigated thoroughly, wouldn't the officers be exhausted? At least a considerable number of the Soul Suppression Division officers thought so, so their enthusiasm for work was very low.
This dragged on until noon, when suddenly someone reported that Pang Tong had disappeared.
Coincidentally, Pang Tong went to Mingchunlou to watch a play last night, and the neighborhood where it was located was Yanhuifang.
The Soul Suppression Division was shaken.
...
Splash!
An hour later, a group of constables sealed off Fengchao Lane in Yanhuifang, the very lane where Lin Qing and Pang Tong had fought the previous night.
After Han Tai arrived, he first walked around the alley several times, but found no useful clues.
Not far away, another taxi driver, Deng Feng, gathered all the nearby residents together and questioned them one by one.
In a short time, all the people were questioned, and the key points of the questioning were recorded in a book.
At this moment, Deng Feng was holding this book, flipping through it back and forth, his brows furrowed.
Having found nothing, Han Tai approached: "Brother Deng, do you have any clues? The death of Pang Da is a major event, and we can't be careless."
Deng Feng, expressionless, handed over the book: "Take a look."
Han Tai took the book, quickly flipped through it, and frowned: "It's all nonsense."
"Last night it rained heavily, the sound of the rain was deafening, even the people living nearby couldn't hear the sounds outside, what clues could there be?" Deng Feng shook his head.
"I found nothing here either, only a pile of ashes under a pine tree at the alley entrance. The murderer had corpse-dissolving liquid in his hand and acted extremely cautiously, having already destroyed the body and disposed of the evidence," Han Tai said.
"Brother Han, do you have a solution?" Deng Feng asked.
"No, but the higher-ups have ordered the murderer to be apprehended within seven days. Brother Deng, you'll have to think of a way," Han Tai said in a deep voice.
After a moment's thought, Deng Feng suddenly said, "I already know who the murderer is?"
"Who?" Han Tae's eyes lit up.
"It must be Yin Muhua!" Deng Feng said decisively.
Han Tai's lips twitched, his gaze fixed on Deng Feng, and he fell silent for a moment.
"This vixen is incredibly audacious, and as a disciple of the Yin Yuan Sect, she is extremely powerful. Besides her, who else has the guts and ability to assassinate Master Pang?" Deng Feng shouted.