I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

A piece of news caused a sensation throughout the martial arts world.

Xiong Ba, the leader of the Tianxia Hui gang, issued the highest-level "Jianghu Kill Order," offering a reward of 10,000 gold coins for the capture of the traitor Duan Lang.

When the news reached Wushuang City, Dugu Yifang was finally completely relieved.

Inside the main hall of the city lord's mansion.

"Hahahaha!" Dugu Yifang looked at the intelligence in his hand and laughed loudly. "Good! Good! It seems that Duan Lang did not lie to me after all. Xiong Ba really wants to kill him."

Since Duan Lang is Xiong Ba's mortal enemy, he must be a friend of Wushuang City.

It could even become a sharp weapon for him to deal with Xiong Ba.

Meanwhile, at the Wushuang City Martial Arts Arena.

Two young figures stood facing each other, the atmosphere tense and ready to clash.

The area was surrounded by disciples of Wushuang City, all craning their necks, waiting to see what would happen.

The two people in the arena were Duan Lang and Dugu Ming.

These past few days, although the two have been polite to each other on the surface, they have been secretly competing with each other.

As the young city lord of Wushuang City, Dugu Ming had a high opinion of himself. Although he treated Duan Lang, this "stray dog," with courtesy on the surface, he was somewhat resentful in his heart.

Duan Lang, as the son of the Southern Lin Sword Master, is inherently arrogant and would never be willing to be looked down upon by a spoiled brat.

Today, under the guise of sparring, the two finally stood on the training ground.

Jiang Chen stood on the periphery of the crowd with his arms crossed, a playful smile on his lips.

"Finally, they've started fighting." He had been waiting for this day for several days.

"Brother Duan, please." Dugu Ming, dressed in white and holding a folding fan, made a gesture of "please" in a deliberately elegant manner.

"Young City Lord, please." Duan Lang said calmly, one hand behind his back and the other gripping the hilt of his sword.

"Brother Duan, why don't you draw your sword?" Dugu Ming frowned, looking at the unsheathed sword in Duan Lang's hand, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. "Do you perhaps look down on this young master?"

"Not so." Duan Lang shook his head and said calmly, "A sword is a weapon of death; once drawn, it will draw blood. Today is just a friendly spar; we'll stop when we've reached our goal. There's no need to draw your sword."

mad!

That's insane!

The surrounding disciples of Wushuang City were immediately in an uproar.

To dare say such a thing to the young city lord, Duan Lang is simply ignorant of his own limitations!

Dugu Ming was so angry that he laughed instead.

"Very well! 'No need to draw your sword,' indeed!" Dugu Ming closed his folding fan, a cold glint in his eyes. "I'd like to see just what abilities Brother Duan possesses to dare to be so arrogant!"

Before he finished speaking, Dugu Ming moved swiftly, rushing towards Duan Lang like a whirlwind.

"Perhaps leaping from the abyss!"

Dugu Ming shouted loudly, his figure flashed, and his legs turned into a sky full of leg shadows, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion, as they enveloped Duan Lang.

This move is light and unpredictable, with its leg movements crisscrossing, making it an excellent technique for testing an opponent's strengths and weaknesses.

The leg whistled through the air, carrying a powerful and fierce force, heading straight for Duan Lang's major acupoints.

Despite the fierce kick, Duan Lang remained unfazed.

He shifted his feet slightly and turned his body to the side, effortlessly dodging the attack as if taking a leisurely stroll.

"Impressive footwork!" Dugu Ming was not discouraged by his missed attack; instead, it fueled his competitive spirit.

"The dragon appears in the field!"

Dugu Ming lowered his body, moving close to the ground like a nimble snake, his legs focused on attacking Duan Lang's lower body. His moves were agile and unpredictable, mainly involving dodging and weaving, making them difficult to defend against.

Duan Lang still didn't draw his sword. He simply lightly touched the ground with his toes, his figure rising gracefully to dodge once again.

"The dragon soars in the sky!"

Seeing that his ground attacks were ineffective, Dugu Ming leaped into the air, looking down from above, and unleashed a series of kicks with both legs.

This move, a kick delivered mid-air, allows for both advance and retreat, with numerous leg shadows resembling a flying dragon in the sky, exuding an imposing aura.

Each kick contained a powerful force, enveloping Duan Lang's vital points.

A glint of light flashed in Duan Lang's eyes.

He held his sheathed longsword across his chest, using it as a shield to block Dugu Ming's attacks.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of dull thuds echoed.

Each of Dugu Ming's kicks landed on the sword sheath, causing Duan Lang's arm to go slightly numb.

"Dragon Tail Swing!"

Unable to gain the upper hand after a prolonged attack, Dugu Ming suddenly turned around and swept his right leg out like a dragon's tail.

This move is the strongest defensive move among the Dragon Subduing Divine Legs. The dragon's head and tail echo each other, and if you attack one place, both places will be attacked at the same time. Now, Dugu Ming used it to launch a counterattack, and its power was also considerable.

Duan Lang held his longsword upright, firmly blocking the kick.

"Dragons battle in the wilderness!"

Dugu Ming roared and unleashed the most vicious move in the Dragon Subduing Divine Leg technique.

He unleashed his inner energy, transforming himself into a raging dragon as he charged recklessly toward Duan Lang.

The legs transformed into a sky full of leg shadows, cascading down wildly.

This move is all about momentum.

There is no turning back; we must be placed in a desperate situation to survive!

Duan Lang frowned slightly, took several steps back, and wielded his long sword to create an impenetrable net of swords, completely neutralizing this wave of attacks.

"The dragon that soars too high will regret it!"

Dugu Ming's eyes turned bloodshot, and his figure rose higher again, soaring into the sky like an angry dragon before plunging down with unparalleled power.

This move is a high-altitude killing technique. When the momentum reaches its peak, there will be "regret," but its power is astonishing, enough to split mountains and shatter rocks!

Faced with this final blow, Duan Lang finally stopped simply defending and not attacking.

"Blazing Sun Sword Technique!"

Although the sword was not drawn, the longsword in Duan Lang's hand seemed to come alive.

The sword sheath, imbued with scorching true energy, transformed into a streak of red light, instantly piercing through the countless leg shadows and pointing directly at Dugu Ming's weakness.

"Bang!"

A loud bang.

Dugu Ming was sent flying backward, and after landing, he staggered back several steps before barely managing to steady himself, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Duan Lang remained standing in the same spot, completely still.

The outcome is decided.

"You flatter me." Duan Lang sheathed his sword and stood still, speaking calmly.

Dugu Ming's face was deathly pale. He looked at the dragon-shaped pit on the ground, then at Duan Lang who was unharmed. His eyes were filled with resentment and frustration.

He had used every trick in the book, even his strongest move, "The Dragon Regrets," but he still couldn't force Duan Lang to draw his sword.

He lost this battle completely.

"Hmph!" Dugu Ming snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeve.

Watching Dugu Ming's departing figure, the disciples of Wushuang City around him fell silent, their gazes towards Duan Lang filled with awe.

Jiang Chen, standing on the periphery of the crowd, had a glint in his eyes and could barely suppress a smile.

"Sometimes a dragon leaps in the abyss, sometimes a dragon appears in the field, sometimes a dragon flies in the sky, sometimes a dragon descends and wags its tail, sometimes dragons fight in the wild, sometimes a dragon that has gone too far will regret it..."

"The Dragon Subduing Divine Kick, though powerful, is too complicated and its excessive pursuit of variations makes it inferior."

Just as Dugu Ming unleashed this move, Jiang Chen's "Martial Arts Heavenly Eye" was already operating at full power.

The internal energy circulation routes, power generation techniques, and moves within Dugu Ming's body...

Everything was laid bare in Jiang Chen's eyes.

In that instant, it was as if a bolt of lightning flashed across Jiang Chen's eyes.

The originally scattered leg techniques were constantly disassembled and reassembled in his Heavenly Eye, and based on this, he deduced higher-level martial arts mysteries.

Break free from constraints and achieve ultimate sublimation.

In the blink of an eye, a completely new leg technique that surpassed the Dragon Subduing Divine Leg was deeply imprinted in his mind.

"The student surpasses the teacher."

"Let's call it—The Five Forms of Heavenly Dragon!"

A flash of understanding crossed Jiang Chen's eyes.

This brand-new five-style leg technique is no longer confined to the original moves, but pushes the artistic conception of the Dragon Subduing Divine Leg to a new level. Each move contains earth-shattering power.

First move: Dragon Breaks the Abyss: Breaks through the surface with a single point, with extremely strong instantaneous explosive power.

Second move: Dragon Sweeps Across the Eight Desolations: A wide-range attack that combines offense and defense.

Third move - Dragon Soars to the Nine Heavens: A mid-air technique, with air superiority in hand, I have the world at my command.

Fourth Form - Dragon Battle Against the Yellow Emperor: A combo attack, executed in one go, a fight to the death.

Fifth Form - Dragon Slaying Annihilation: The ultimate killing move, gathering all the essence, energy and spirit of the body, to decide the fate of the world in one strike!

"This trip to Wushuang City was incredibly profitable." Jiang Chen took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement.

With this powerful and domineering leg technique, combined with his "Wind God Leg" movement, his close combat ability will be elevated to another level.

"Let's go, Brother Lang." Jiang Chen stepped forward and patted Duan Lang on the shoulder. "We'll have an extra meal tonight to celebrate your victory."

Duan Lang smiled slightly, his arrogance lessening somewhat.

"Walk."

The two left side by side, leaving behind a group of dumbfounded disciples of Wushuang City.