I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

"Who is this person? I've never seen him before," Erpang asked curiously.

"Shh...keep your voice down." The monkey leaned closer and said mysteriously, "I heard from Wang Ermazi that this person came with Young Master Feng today."

"They came together?" The fat man's eyes widened. "Then how come Young Master Feng became a disciple, but he ended up in our servants' quarters?"

"Who knows? I heard it's because his name is unlucky, the gang leader didn't like it, so he sent him here."

The monkey chuckled smugly. "He used to be a rich young master, but now he's fallen on hard times and just like us, a servant. Look at that sour face of his, who is he trying to impress?"

Jiang Chen, who was drinking soup, suddenly stopped when he heard this.

He slightly raised his head and glanced out of the corner of his eye at the boy sitting alone in the corner, gnawing on his food.

Although the boy was down on his luck, a fierce look still lingered between his brows, and he gripped the chopsticks in his hand so tightly that they creaked.

"He came with Nie Feng... His name is unlucky..." Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly guessed the other party's identity.

Breaking Waves!

Duan Lang, son of Duan Shuai, the leader of the Southern Lin Sword, spent his whole life fighting against fate and was willing to pay any price to stand out from the crowd!

"It really was him," Jiang Chen thought to himself, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Right now, Duan Lang is just a down-on-his-luck young man, full of pride but trampled into the mud.

In the original story, it was the daily ridicule and humiliation that gradually drove him into the cold-blooded and ruthless demon he would become later.

"Although he is the villain in the original story, in this dog-eat-dog world of the World Society, who is truly clean? Feng Yun fought for Xiong Ba and probably did a lot of things like wiping out entire families."

"This guy is an ambitious man, but also a pitiful one... However, more importantly, he's a walking treasure!" Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had discovered a new continent.

Putting aside everything else, just consider his family heirloom Fire Kirin Sword, and his father, Duan Shuai, who is not dead at all but has been guarding the dragon vein deep in Lingyun Cave!

The Blood Bodhi is hidden in the Lingyun Cave... Although Duan Lang hasn't been inside yet, as long as he follows him, there's no fear of not getting a share of the spoils.

It's easy to add flowers to brocade, but difficult to provide charcoal in the snow.

Looking at the lonely figure in the corner, Jiang Chen's fear instantly vanished, replaced by an impulse called "clinging to someone's coattails".

"Duan Lang is currently at the lowest point in his life, suffering endless scorn and bullying. If I can offer him even a little warmth now, even just a tiny bit, when he becomes successful in the future, any small favors he slips into my hands will be enough to make me incredibly grateful!"

With that thought in mind, Jiang Chen no longer hesitated.

He suddenly stood up, waved to the lonely figure in the corner, and shouted:

"Hey! Bro! Eating alone is so boring, come and eat with us!"

This shout instantly broke the silence of the cafeteria, and everyone looked at Jiang Chen in surprise, then at Duan Lang in the corner.

Monkey and Fatty stared wide-eyed, completely bewildered, at their best friend.

"Brother Chen, are you crazy? That's..."

"Shut up, listen to me." Jiang Chen interrupted the monkey in a low voice, a bright smile on his face, as he continued to look at Duan Lang with enthusiasm.

In the corner, Duan Lang's hand holding the steamed bun stiffened slightly. He slowly raised his head, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which were originally filled with stubbornness and wariness.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past two weeks, some subtle changes have occurred in the servants' quarters.

Duan Lang, who used to be a loner and suffered constant exclusion, now has a "follower" by his side.

"Brother Lang, I'll shovel the horse manure, you can rest!"

"Brother Lang, the braised pork is pretty good today. I specially grabbed a fatty piece for you."

"Brother Lang, I heard your family's swordsmanship is amazing. When are you going to show off your skills to the brothers?"

Jiang Chen was like a piece of chewing gum that he couldn't shake off, always revolving around Duan Lang.

At first, Duan Lang still had some of the reserve and arrogance of a young master from a noble family, and wondered why this person was so familiar with him.

But under Jiang Chen's daily "sweet talk" and genuine care, Duan Lang quickly accepted this friend.

At this time, Duan Lang was not yet the madman who would later stop at nothing to gain power; he was just a young man whose family had fallen on hard times and who longed to revive their former glory.

In the servants' quarters, surrounded by mockery and disdain, Jiang Chen, the only one who didn't look down on him because of his downfall but instead praised him highly, naturally became a brother he recognized.

Although he still speaks with a tough attitude and often says things like "This young master doesn't need your help," he will take the initiative to share half of the meat with Jiang Chen when eating, and he will also silently help Jiang Chen with the most tiring and heavy work when working.

For Duan Lang, who values ​​loyalty and righteousness, it's as simple as that: he'll be good to whoever is good to him.

It was afternoon that day.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting its rays onto the open space in the backyard of the servants' quarters.

Duan Lang had just finished his work and was holding a dry tree branch, gesturing in the open space.

At first, his movements were slow, but gradually, the branch in his hand seemed to transform into a sharp sword, and his moves became more and more fierce.

Although there was no outward release of internal energy, the sharp sword intent caused the surrounding fallen leaves to be swept up.

Jiang Chen sat to the side, his eyes fixed on Duan Lang's every move.

Just then, a strange scene unfolded.

When Jiang Chen's gaze was focused on Duan Lang for a long time, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his eyes, and then the world in front of him seemed to change.

Duan Lang, who was originally just an ordinary boy in his eyes, suddenly became "transparent"!

He saw streams of scalding air flowing rapidly within Duan Lang's body as he moved his sword!

"What...what is this?!" Jiang Chen's eyes widened suddenly, and his heart pounded violently.

Those air currents, following specific meridian routes, circulated repeatedly within Duan Lang's body in conjunction with sword techniques.

"Meridian? True Qi?!" These two words flashed through Jiang Chen's mind instantly.

He subconsciously rubbed his eyes and looked again.

It still exists!

Moreover, when he turned his gaze to Erpang, who was dozing off not far away, he found that Erpang's body was empty, with only a few wisps of air that were so weak they were almost invisible, wandering around in a chaotic manner. This was completely incomparable to the regular and substantial true energy in Duan Lang's body.

"I can see true energy?!" Jiang Chen was overjoyed and almost couldn't help but shout out loud.

It's been a month since I time-traveled!

It's been a whole month!

He always thought of himself as a useless person without any special abilities, only able to eke out a living in this high-risk world.

Unexpectedly, the cheat code had been hidden in his eyes all along!

"Could this be the legendary... X-ray vision? No, it's the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye?"

Jiang Chen suppressed his excitement and began to test the limits of this ability.

He quietly took a few steps back.

One step, two steps, three steps...

When he retreated to a distance of about twenty feet from Duan Lang, the scene before his eyes suddenly blurred for a moment, and the meridians and true energy in Duan Lang's body instantly disappeared, turning him back into an ordinary boy.

He took another step forward.

brush!

That true energy flow reappeared clearly before my eyes once again.

"Twenty zhang!" Jiang Chen calculated silently in his mind. "My effective viewing distance is twenty zhang. As long as I'm within this range, I can see through other people's meridian circulation and the strength of their true energy!"

That's an incredible skill!

In the world of martial arts, knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle.

Being able to see through someone's internal energy flow means being able to see through the depth of their skill, and even... see through the flaws in their moves!

But what shocked him even more was yet to come!

As he observed the flow of true qi and the sword moves, some strange images automatically appeared in his mind—the optimization and deduction of this sword technique!

"If the true energy's path is shifted upwards by just three inches, the sword's speed can be doubled..."

"That move, 'Sunny Day,' would be at least 30% more powerful if combined with the force generated from the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of the foot..."

Countless streams of information converged in his mind. The "Eclipse Sword Technique," which was still somewhat unfamiliar to Duan Lang, was rapidly disassembled, reassembled, and optimized in Jiang Chen's mind!

In a short while, a flawless and powerful "New Eclipse Sword Technique" took shape in his mind!

"Automatic deduction? Technique upgrade?"

Jiang Chen gasped. This wasn't some kind of X-ray vision; it was clearly a martial arts modifier with a built-in supercomputer!

If I watch it once, I can not only learn it, but also deduce a version that's even stronger than the original?!