I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

At the Lion King Fortress in the north, the martial arts arena was filled with a palpable sense of killing intent.

A burly young man stood shirtless in the center of the field, his eyes closed, his aura restrained, like a sleeping lion.

The training ground was already surrounded by people.

Among these people were disciples from the fortress and scouts who had just returned from outside. They were all wearing animal skin cloaks, carrying knives, and holding swords. They stood in the howling north wind, but their eyes were all fixed on the young figure in the center of the field.

Everyone knows that today's martial arts demonstration is not just an ordinary test of skills.

Three days later is the grand ceremony for the young master of the fortress to ascend the throne. The entire fortress has been on edge these past few days, everyone wanting to see just how much power Iron Lion Man has grown, whether he is capable of keeping the Lion King Fortress under control, and whether he can keep those restless demons and monsters in the North in check.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, a sharp glint flashing within them!

"Drink!" the young man roared, his right fist slamming out like a cannonball.

"Iron-Blooded Skies!"

Boom!

A powerful punch rose from the ground, soaring into the sky.

The punch was extremely powerful. After soaring into the air, it exploded with a bang, swirling into a blood-red shockwave ten feet high. The resulting gale was like a raging tide, causing the entire training ground to slump slightly.

Several black lion flags with gold patterns on the high ground were shaken and fluttered wildly. Several disciples who were close by instinctively raised their arms to cover their faces.

When they lowered their hands again, they saw that the nearest half-person-high bluestone had been crushed into fragments by the residual force of the downward pressure, leaving not even a single intact stone corner.

Stone chips flew everywhere. The young man stood with his fists clenched, his muscles bulging like iron, exuding a wild and domineering beastly aura.

This man is none other than Iron Lion Man, the young master of Lion King Fortress.

He stood there, his chest rising and falling slowly, the force of his fist still lingering, and even the surrounding air seemed to be slightly stuffy from that punch.

Iron Lion Man raised his hand and clenched his fist. The arrogance in his eyes was almost impossible to suppress, as if this punch was not hitting a stone, but hitting the face of all the heroes of the North.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Beside the training ground, two middle-aged men clapped their hands and laughed, their eyes full of admiration.

The two men, dressed in long robes of gold and silver, were the left and right protectors of Lion King's Fortress, Golden Lion and Silver Lion.

"The young master is indeed exceptionally talented!" Golden Lion exclaimed.

"This 'Iron Killing Fist' is a family secret technique passed down by the fortress lord. Even if an ordinary person practices it for ten years, they may not be able to master it."

"The young master has only been cultivating for three years, yet he has already mastered this move, 'Iron-Blooded Sky.' He truly surpasses his master!"

Silver Lion nodded in agreement:

"Excellent! With the young master's current strength, as long as he takes control of Lion King Fortress in the future, he will surely sweep across the north and dominate the region!!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding disciples were immediately invigorated and began to shout and cheer.

"Young Master's divine might!"

"Lion King Castle reigns supreme in the North!"

"With the young master here, who dares to offend Lion King Castle!"

The cheers grew louder and louder, even startling the wild horses tied up at the edge of the training ground, which pawed at the ground incessantly.

Upon hearing this, the Iron Lion Man's eyes flashed with arrogance. He clenched his fist and sneered:

"I, Iron Lion Man, am destined to become the overlord of the North! Anyone who dares to stand in my way, I will kill!"

Golden Lion laughed heartily and took half a step forward.

"It's enough that the young master has such courage."

"Now that the old lord is in charge, and everyone in the fortress is of one mind, let alone those small sects in the north, even those old fogies from the Western Ridge and the Southern Barbarians who may be dissatisfied can only keep quiet."

The silver lion said sinisterly:

"They have no choice but to hold it in."

"Anyone who dares to provoke us at this time will have their head used as a sacrifice for the young master."

Iron Lion Man was delighted to hear this and was about to speak when his gaze suddenly swept across the two disciples carrying stones into the arena.

"Move the next stone up."

The two disciples quickly responded and worked together to lift another heavy stone. They had only gone halfway when they heard a voice suddenly fall from mid-air.

"Such arrogance."

A cold voice suddenly came from the top of the fortress.

Everyone was shocked and looked up to see a cold, stern figure carrying a sword case standing on the highest tower of the fortress.

The wind howled, making the man's robes flutter, but he remained as still as a pine tree, looking down at the crowd in the training ground as if they were ants.

The man was standing too high, and the wind and snow were fierce, so for a moment no one could see his face clearly, only a pair of eyes as cold as ice.

He stood there, clearly alone, yet the entire training ground seemed to suddenly shrink in size.

"Who goes there? How dare you trespass into Lion King's Castle!"

The golden lion roared angrily.

"State your name!" Silver Lion stepped forward and shouted sternly.

"Anyone who trespasses on Lion King's Castle shall die!"

The disciples on the sidelines scattered in a flurry, their weapons drawn simultaneously, flashing with cold light, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

Iron Lion Man didn't rush to move, but instead tilted his head slightly and stared intently at the figure.

He could tell that since the other party dared to stand there alone, they weren't there to die.

The man did not answer, but slowly raised his right hand.

Only then did everyone realize that he was actually holding a heavy stone tablet in his hands!

The stone tablet was extremely thick and heavy, weighing at least several hundred kilograms, but in this man's hands it was like an ordinary door panel. He held it with one hand without even his shoulder swaying.

Many disciples on the sidelines immediately changed their expressions. Not to mention that they couldn't do this, even ordinary leaders in the fortress might not have such strength.

"A gift for you."

With a flick of his wrist, the stone tablet shot out with tremendous force, plunging heavily into the center of the training ground, embedding itself three feet into the earth!

boom!

The earth trembled, the dust settled, and everyone looked closely to see four large, blood-stained characters carved on the stone tablet—

The Tomb of the Lion!

"You bastard!"

"You audacious madman!"

"How dare you curse the old lord!"

The disciples of Lion King Fortress were immediately enraged and shouted that they would rush up and tear the man to pieces.

The golden lion's face turned ashen, and he pointed at the stone tablet, shouting:

"Pull it out! Smash this unlucky thing!"

Just as the two disciples were about to go up, the Iron Lion Man raised his hand to stop them.

"Don't move."

The two men were stunned and stopped abruptly in their tracks.

The man with the iron lion stared at the stone tablet, then slowly raised his head to look at the figure on the tower. A sinister smile crept across his lips.

"It's quite interesting that they dared to send the monument to my Lion King Fortress training ground."

"Release the lion! Let it bite him to death!"

The silver lion was so angry that his whiskers and hair stood on end, and he gave a command.

"roar--!"

Two deafening roars rang out as the iron gate on the side of the training ground opened, and two enormous lions with manes as thick as iron pounced out.

These two beasts are fed raw meat on a daily basis and are extremely ferocious. Even ordinary experts would feel weak in the knees at the sight of them.

As soon as they left the gate, a foul stench arose, and their claws slammed onto the bluestone ground, causing the stone surface to crack slightly.

Many disciples on the sidelines felt a bit more at ease seeing the two lions emerge from their cages at the same time.

This beast is inhuman and bloodthirsty. Once it pounces, even if the person is made of iron, they will have to have a layer of skin torn off first.

However, a shocking scene unfolded.

The two lions had just charged to the man when they seemed to sense an extremely terrifying aura. They suddenly stopped, tucked their tails between their legs, whimpered, and retreated, lying on the ground trembling, not daring to lift their heads!

One of the lions let out a low growl, its front paws digging at the ground as if it wished it could immediately retreat back into the iron gate.

The other one was in an even worse state, lowering its body to the ground with its massive head pressed firmly against the earth, its mane bristling.

"this……"

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene.

These two lions are the sacred beasts of the fortress, and they usually dare to fight even tigers. Why are they like mice seeing a cat when they see this person today?

Silver Lion's face immediately turned ugly, and he gritted his teeth and cursed:

"Useless beast!"

Jin Shi remained silent, only narrowing his eyes and staring intently at the figure in black, his hand already resting on the weapon at his waist.

The Iron Lion Man narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on the figure high above, a storm raging within him.

"Such a powerful malevolent aura... even beasts could sense it?"

He could sense that the sword box on the man's back seemed to conceal a peerless ferocious beast a thousand times more terrifying than a lion!

"My name is Huai Kong. I will come in three days to take the Lion King's head."

The person on the high place coldly uttered a sentence, then his figure flashed and he leaped down from the tower, which was dozens of feet high. His movements were astonishingly fast. In a few leaps, he passed through the fortress wall and disappeared into the vast snowstorm.

By the time everyone in the field reacted, he had already disappeared into the snowstorm, leaving behind only a lingering murderous intent.

"Chase him! We can't let him get away!"

The two elders, Jin and Yin, exchanged a glance and were about to lead their men in pursuit.

"Wait!"

The man with the iron lion suddenly spoke up and reached out to stop the crowd.

"Young Master of the Fortress?" Golden Lion asked, puzzled.

"This man has humiliated my Lion King Fortress so blatantly. If we don't kill him, how can Lion King Fortress maintain its dignity?"

"Face?" The man with the iron lion stared at the direction the man had disappeared in, and gave a cold laugh.

"They've already come to our doorstep. If you chase after them now and fail, you'll only lose face again."

"If we catch up and die on the way, it would be like handing Lion King's Castle its face to be trampled on."

Golden Lion's face stiffened.

"Young Master, this..."

"This person is highly skilled in martial arts; chasing after him will only lead to your deaths."

The man with the iron lion-like body stared in the direction the person had disappeared, a cruel smirk curling at the corner of his lips.

"In three days, it will be my coronation ceremony."

"Since he wants to come and die, that's fine!"

Silver Lion hurriedly said:

"Young Master is right."

"Three days later, the fortress will be packed with guests. If that brat really dares to come, it'll save us the trouble of searching for him all over the place."

Iron Lion Man slammed his fist into the "Tomb of the Lion" stone tablet beside him, smashing it to pieces.

The moment the stone tablet exploded, stone fragments flew everywhere, and several pieces of stone even grazed the face of a disciple next to him, scaring him so much that his face turned pale on the spot, but he didn't even dare to dodge.

"When the time comes, I will personally twist off his head and use his blood to consecrate the battle flag of my Lion King's Castle!"

As he said this, the ferocity in his eyes was almost uncontrollable, as if he could already see the other person kneeling and dying at his feet.

The disciples on the sidelines were so excited by his punch and shout that their blood boiled. The chill that Huai Kong had suppressed earlier finally dissipated a bit, and they all shouted loudly in response.

"Kill him!"

"Sacrifice the flag!"

"Sacrifice the flag!"

As the crowd cheered, the smile on Iron Lion Man's face grew even more sinister.

He enjoyed this feeling, as if he had grasped the very essence of Lion King Castle in his palm, waiting to unleash it all for the world to see at the coronation ceremony three days later.

Lion King Castle, Lion Tower.

Built against the mountain, this magnificent pavilion is a symbol of power in Lion King Castle. The interior is decorated in a rugged and bold style, with the walls covered with the heads and furs of various ferocious beasts, and a faint smell of blood permeating the air.

Outside, the wind and snow battered the windows, while inside, the brazier burned fiercely, its crimson light reflecting off the empty eye sockets of the beast heads, giving them an indescribable ferocity.

The two elders, Jin and Yin, stood on either side, while several trusted leaders stood with their heads bowed, not daring to breathe too loudly.

In the very center of the hall, on a large chair covered with a whole white tiger skin, sat a middle-aged man with a towering, mountain-like build.

His face was covered with a thick beard, each hair standing up like an iron needle. His eyes were wide open, exuding an imposing aura even without anger. His bare arms were muscular and bulging with veins, as if they contained boundless explosive power.

This man is none other than the powerful overlord of the north, the lord of Lion King Fortress—Northern Lion.

At this moment, he was listening to his son Tieshinan's report, his face so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

"Snapped!"

Kitano Yushi slammed his hand on the armrest, shattering the iron-hard armrest into pieces!

"You bastard!"

A thunderous roar echoed through the hall, causing the surrounding beast heads to tremble slightly.

"Who has the audacity to threaten to take my head?!"

Kitano Yushi suddenly stood up, and a violent aura swept across the entire area, making the two elders below, Jin and Yin, feel breathless.

The leaders were so intimidated by this aura that they broke out in a cold sweat and lowered their heads even further.

"Father, that man called himself Huai Kong, and he was carrying a strange black iron sword box."

The Iron Lion Man stood below, facing his father's rage, but his eyes showed no fear; instead, they gleamed with a bloodthirsty excitement.

"I can tell from his martial arts skills that he is quite skilled; even the two lions were too frightened to move when they saw him."

"Huai Kong?"

Kitano Yushi frowned, searching his mind for the name, but to no avail.

"A nobody like you dares to mess with the powerful!"

He snorted coldly and paced back and forth in the hall, each step making a dull thud on the floor.

"Hmph! This person's origins are unknown, and it's no coincidence that he targeted my Lion King Fortress right from the start."

He paced back and forth a couple of steps, then suddenly stopped and looked at the golden lion.

"You were there too. In your opinion, did this kid come alone to provoke us, or did he have someone backing him up?"

The golden lion immediately bowed.

"Reporting to the Lord, that person appeared too quickly and retreated too cleanly. In my opinion, it doesn't seem like he came here to die on a whim."

"Moreover, the fact that he chose to make his move when Shao Bao was leading the martial arts competition suggests he likely has someone backing him up."

Silver Lion also said in a sinister voice:

"That's right. If they were just ordinary madmen, they would at most rush into the fortress and shout a few harsh words. What a coincidence that they would come to smash the monument and establish their authority at our most critical moment?"

"In my opinion, someone is most likely behind this, having appointed him."

Kitano Yushi stopped in his tracks, a cunning and sinister glint in his eyes.

"That's right, someone must be behind this!"

"What Father means is..." The Iron Lion Man's eyes flashed.

"Hmph, who else could it be but those old geezers?" Kitano Yushi sneered.

"The Laughing Buddha of the Western Ridge, the Zhuge Liang of the Southern Barbarians, and the Unruly One of the Eastern Peaks... these three old geezers have always coveted my position as the overlord of the North."

"I rejected their alliance proposal a year ago, and they hold a grudge. This time, they must have hired assassins to take this opportunity to get rid of me!"

At this point, Kitano Yushi's eyes revealed a murderous intent.

Upon hearing this, the Iron Lion Man not only didn't get angry, but instead laughed.

"If it really was those three old geezers pulling the strings behind the scenes, then that's perfect."

"I already felt the coronation ceremony lacked a bit of bloodshed; if they dared to reach in, I'd chop their claws off one by one."

Kitano Yushi turned to look at his son, his previously furious expression softening slightly.

"You're not afraid?"

The man with the iron lion-like chin raised his chin, his eyes gleaming with wildness.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

"Whether Huai Kong sought his own death or was sent by someone else, once he reaches Lion King's Fortress, he will die by my hand."

Kitano Yushi stared at him for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"good!"

The laughter made the beams in the building vibrate, and even the flames in the brazier leaped up suddenly.

"You want to kill me, the Lion of Kitano? Dream on!" He whirled around, staring at the Iron Lion Man, and said in a deep voice.

"Sir, since that brat intends to make a move during your coronation ceremony, we'll trap him like a turtle in a jar!"

"Don't worry, Father!" the Iron Lion Man sneered.

"I was worried that we didn't have any decent offerings to sacrifice to the flag."

"Since he's delivered himself to our doorstep, I'll personally twist his head off in front of all the heroes of the world, and let those three old bastards see what happens when they try to touch my Lion King's Fortress!"

Kitano Yushi looked at his son's wild eyes and nodded in satisfaction.

"Good! As expected of the offspring of the Lion King Kitano!"

After saying this, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the two elders, Jin and Yin.

"You two, starting tonight, comb through the fortress inside and out again."

"Double the number of sentries, and keep a close watch on all roads leading in and out of the mountains. Don't let anyone who comes with gifts, invitations, horses, or meat slip by."

"yes!"

The two elders, Jin and Yin, clasped their hands in a fist salute.

Kitano Yushi then looked at the other group of leaders on the other side and said in a deep voice:

"At the martial arts training ground three days from now, the flags must be replaced with new ones, the swords must be sharpened, the wine must be served as usual, and the guests must be invited as usual."

"Especially at times like these, we must not show weakness."

"Anyone who dares to spread a single rumor outside, ruining the fortress's prestige, I'll skin them alive and hang their skin on the city wall."

The leaders were startled and quickly responded in unison.

As Iron Lion listened to these arrangements, the smile on his lips never faded.

He suddenly spoke,

"Father, if Huai Kong really dares to come in three days, please don't make a move."

Kitano Yushi raised an eyebrow.

"Oh?"

"I want to kill him with my own hands." The Iron Lion Man's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an uncontrollable ferocity.

"Today he has erected this monument by stepping on Lion King Fortress's face. If I don't personally earn back that face, then there's no point in me sitting as the young master of the fortress."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the people in the building varied.

The golden lion and the silver lion exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of hesitation in each other's eyes.

Huai Kong's mere appearance today has already revealed his immense strength. Although Iron Lion Man is fierce, he is still young, and when things really come to that point, he may not be able to control him.

But Kitano Yushi looked at his son and, instead of objecting, slowly nodded.

"it is good."

His "good" was spoken with great emphasis.

"I'll spare your life."

The man with the iron lion-like body suddenly gleamed with ferocity and clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying:

"Thank you, Dad!"

Kitano Yushi grinned, his full beard trembling slightly.

"Remember this: on the day of your coronation, you won't just be killing someone for everyone to see."

"You must make it clear to everyone in the North that the young master of Lion King Fortress didn't get his position because of my name, he earned it through his own fists."

The Iron Lion Man's chest heaved slightly, as if he had been ignited by these words, and he gritted his teeth, saying:

"I understand!"

"Pass down the order: increase security for the enthronement ceremony in three days!"

"Also, send invitations to those three old bastards, and make sure they come! I want them to see with their own eyes how the dogs they sent die!"

"yes!"

The two elders, Jin and Yin, responded in unison and turned to leave.

Several leaders followed suit and filed out. The building quickly quieted down, with only the soft crackling of the burning charcoal in the brazier remaining.

Inside the hall, only the father and son remained, staring at each other and laughing wildly, their laughter filled with unbridled arrogance and murderous intent.