I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Jiang Chen ran wildly for an unknown amount of time until the sky began to lighten, finally stopping in a desolate valley.

"Phew..." Jiang Chen let out a long breath and put Duan Lang down on his shoulder.

Despite his profound inner strength, he was still somewhat out of breath after running all this way.

After all, he had been carrying a person and had fled hundreds of miles while being pursued by Xiong Ba.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Duan Lang staggered back two steps and had to grab a rock to steady himself.

But he ignored his physical exhaustion, his eyes fixed on Jiang Chen as if he were looking at a complete stranger.

"You..." Duan Lang opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse, "Are you really Jiang Chen?"

Jiang Chen dusted himself off, regaining his lazy demeanor, and chuckled, "The real deal. What, Brother Lang, don't you recognize me?"

"I don't know him!" Duan Lang shook his head violently, his emotions running high. "The Jiang Chen I know isn't some peerless master whose lightness skill surpasses Xiong Ba's and whose internal strength is unfathomable!"

Recalling what just happened, Duan Lang still feels lingering fear.

The lightning speed and the arrogance that made him disregard the powerful were completely shattering his understanding.

"Brother Lang, you're too kind." Jiang Chen shrugged and casually sat down on the ground. "I'm just a little faster. You know, we handymen get beaten up all the time. How can we survive if we're not fast?"

"Run a little faster?" Duan Lang's lips twitched. "You call that running a little faster? Even Xiong Ba couldn't catch you! What kind of lightness skill is that? Why have I never seen it before?"

"The Formless Divine Wind Leg," Jiang Chen said calmly without hiding anything, "is also one of the unique skills passed down in my Jiang family."

"Another family heirloom?!" Duan Lang was dumbfounded.

First, there was the unparalleled swordsmanship, and now there is this astonishing lightness skill.

Just who is the Jiang family? How could they possess such a profound background!

If anyone else had said this, Duan Lang would have definitely slashed them with his sword.

But the facts were undeniable, leaving him no choice but to believe them.

After a long silence, Duan Lang took a deep breath and said with a wry smile, "So, I always thought I was a genius, but I never imagined the real prodigy was right beside me. Jiang Chen, you've been hiding your talent well!"

Jiang Chen looked at Duan Lang and smiled faintly, "The important thing is that I am Jiang Chen, your brother. That's enough, isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Lang's expression hardened, but he quickly understood.

Yes, in this cruel world, who doesn't have some trump card to save their life?

"No matter what, if it weren't for you today, I'm afraid I would already be dead at Xiong Ba's hands." Duan Lang solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Jiang Chen. "I, Duan Lang, will remember this kindness!"

"We're brothers, no need for formalities." Jiang Chen waved his hand, stood up, and gazed at the rising sun in the distance.

"Brother Lang, now that we've escaped the World Society, the world is our oyster. What are your plans now?"

When the future was mentioned, the confusion in Duan Lang's eyes vanished, replaced by a burning ambition.

"I will become stronger! Strong enough to defeat Xiong Ba and wash away today's humiliation!" Duan Lang clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying, "That old bastard Xiong Ba, I will repay him a hundredfold for the pursuit I suffered today!"

"That's ambitious." Jiang Chen nodded approvingly. "So, where are we going?"

"Peerless City!" Duan Lang declared without hesitation. "In this world, only the Sword Saint of Peerless City has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship. I must visit the Sword Saint to verify my own swordsmanship!"

"Wushuang City?" Jiang Chen frowned slightly and pondered, "Brother Lang, have you thought this through? Xiong Ba is ambitious and wants to dominate the world. Wushuang City is his biggest obstacle. Now that we have betrayed the World Society, Xiong Ba will probably take action against Wushuang City soon in order to establish his authority. Going to Wushuang City now is no different from going from the tiger's den to the wolf's lair."

Upon hearing this, Duan Lang paused, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"You're right," Duan Lang said in a deep voice. "Given Xiong Ba's personality, how could he tolerate someone else snoring beside his bed? The destruction of Wushuang City was only a matter of time."

"But..." Duan Lang's tone shifted, his eyes becoming incredibly resolute, "That's precisely why I must go! The Sword Saint is the only person in the martial world today who can rival Xiong Ba. If I can receive his guidance, I will have the means to fight against Xiong Ba! Even if Wushuang City is a den of dragons and tigers, I must venture into it to become stronger!"

"Okay!" Jiang Chen smiled.

Following Duan Lang to Wushuang City will not only allow you to witness the legendary Sword Saint, but also expose you to even more unparalleled martial arts.

This is the kind of life he wanted in the martial arts world!

"Then what are we waiting for?" Jiang Chen stretched and took the lead in walking out of the valley.

"Let's go, Brother Lang. Our adventures are just beginning!"

Seeing Jiang Chen's dashing figure, Duan Lang was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed after him.

Tianxiahui, the number one building in the world.

Nie Feng knelt in the center of the hall. Although his face was still somewhat pale, his injuries had been largely healed by the medicinal herbs.

"Master, your disciple is incompetent and failed to bring back Duan Lang's head. Please punish me!" Nie Feng lowered his head, his tone filled with guilt.

He thought his master would be furious, after all, this was a task personally assigned by his master, which he had messed up.

However, to his surprise, the overlord above the hall was unusually calm.

Xiong Ba sat upright on the throne of the gang leader, his gaze deep and unreadable.

He had personally pursued and killed the two men, so he naturally knew the ins and outs of the situation. Even with his personal intervention, they still managed to escape; how could Nie Feng be blamed?

"Feng'er, get up." Xiong Ba waved his hand indifferently. "I already know about this matter. It's not a fault of your own. Duan Lang is extremely well hidden, and his martial arts are no longer what they used to be. It's understandable that you are no match for him. Moreover, he has a master helping him."

"A master?" Nie Feng was taken aback when he heard this, and the image of the always smiling handyman Jiang Chen came to mind.

Could the master be the expert he was talking about?

"Alright, you've just recovered from your serious injuries, go and rest properly." Xiong Ba didn't offer any further explanation and directly ordered him to leave.

"Yes, disciple takes his leave." Although Nie Feng was full of doubts, he dared not ask any more questions. He respectfully bowed and left the main hall.

As he watched Nie Feng's departing figure, Xiong Ba's eyes gradually turned cold.

"Jiang Chen... Duan Lang..."

"I'd like to see where you think you can escape to!"

As soon as Nie Feng stepped out of the World's Number One Restaurant, a beautiful figure came to greet him.

"Young Master Feng, are you alright?" The person who came was Kong Ci. She looked at Nie Feng with concern and her eyes were full of worry.

"Kong Ci, I'm fine." When Nie Feng saw Kong Ci, his tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and he showed a tired smile.

"Duan Lang... how is he?" Kong Ci hesitated for a moment before finally asking the question that was on her mind.

She grew up with Duan Lang and Nie Feng, and although they had different social statuses, they shared a deep friendship.

"He's gone." Nie Feng sighed, gazing into the distance. "He left the World Society with Jiang Chen. Although the journey was perilous, they are now safe."

"Gone...?" Kong Ci murmured to herself, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes, but more so a sense of relief. "It's good that he's gone. This World Society... really isn't suitable for him."

"Yes, it's better that they're gone." Nie Feng nodded, his heart filled with mixed feelings.