I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Leshan Giant Buddha, outside Lingyun Cave.

Two figures leaped out of the cave like birds, tracing a graceful arc in the air before landing steadily on the cliff.

"Phew... Finally out!" Duan Lang took a deep breath of the fresh air outside, feeling as if he had come back to life.

Although the gains inside Lingyun Cave were enormous, the oppressive and gloomy environment made it hard to stay any longer.

"Let's go to your place." Jiang Chen patted Duan Lang on the shoulder.

"My home?" Duan Lang paused for a moment, then realized, "You mean... that abandoned courtyard?"

"Otherwise what? Do you want to sleep on the back of the Buddha's feet?" Jiang Chen rolled his eyes.

Duan Lang scratched his head and chuckled.

The two followed the mountain path and soon arrived at a dilapidated courtyard.

This place used to be the residence of the commander Duan. Since his disappearance, it has been neglected and is now overgrown with weeds and covered with cobwebs.

"Although it's a bit dilapidated, it can still be lived in after some cleaning." Jiang Chen looked around and nodded in satisfaction. "Moreover, this place is in a secluded location, and no one usually comes here, which is perfect for our secluded cultivation."

"Hmm!" Duan Lang looked at the familiar courtyard, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.

The two of them stayed there for the next few days.

Every day, besides eating and sleeping, Duan Lang frantically practiced the "Ten Strong Martial Arts" moves he had memorized by rote, as well as the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" he had just learned.

Although he didn't have any internal energy cultivation techniques, his exquisite moves alone were enough to keep him engrossed in them day and night.

Jiang Chen, on the other hand, seemed much more relaxed.

He spends most of his time sunbathing, occasionally giving Duan Lang pointers, or sitting alone on the edge of a cliff in a daze.

He appeared to be in a daze, but in reality, he was frantically plundering the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth near Lingyun Cave to make up for the shortcomings in his own internal strength.

half a month later.

In the early morning, a thin mist enveloped the mountains and forests.

A figure sped towards them from the distant mountain path.

He was incredibly fast, yet completely silent.

Wherever I went, the roadside weeds only bowed slightly, as if they were being brushed by a gentle breeze rather than being trampled by someone.

Even the dew on the leaves wasn't shaken off.

wind.

He was like a gust of wind.

No, to be precise, he has already merged into the wind.

He is the wind, and the wind is him.

This is precisely the highest level of Jiang Chen's unique lightness skill - the "Formless Divine Wind Leg": Formless Divine Wind!

Now, with just a thought, he can transform into a gentle breeze and travel a thousand miles a day.

"brush!"

The figure stopped abruptly in front of the courtyard, transitioning from extreme motion to complete stillness without stirring up a speck of dust.

It was Jiang Chen, who had just returned from buying groceries in a nearby town.

At this moment, he was carrying two roast chickens and a pot of fine wine, with a playful smile on his face.

"Brother Lang, stop practicing and come over to play PUBG!" Jiang Chen shouted at Duan Lang, who was sweating profusely in the yard.

"They're here!" Duan Lang sheathed his sword, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and strode over.

Duan Lang's eyes lit up when he saw the roast chicken and wine in Jiang Chen's hand. "Is there some good news?"

"No good news, but there is some bad news." Jiang Chen placed the roast chicken and wine on the stone table, tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Duan Lang, then picked up a chicken leg and started gnawing on it himself.

"Bad news?" Duan Lang took the chicken leg, looking at Jiang Chen with a puzzled expression. "What bad news?"

"Lord Wushuang is gone," Jiang Chen mumbled between chewing chicken.

"What?!" Duan Lang almost dropped the chicken leg in his hand.

His eyes widened, staring at Jiang Chen in disbelief. "You... what did you say? The Peerless City Lord is gone? What do you mean, gone?"

"It means exactly what it says." Jiang Chen swallowed the meat in his mouth, took a sip of wine, and said calmly, "Around the same few days we entered Lingyun Cave, the World Society attacked Wushuang City. Dugu Yifang died in battle."

"This...how is this possible?!" Duan Lang felt his head buzzing. "Dugu Yifang is a top-tier expert, and Wushuang City is impregnable. How could it be destroyed so quickly?"

Jiang Chen paused, looked into Duan Lang's eyes, and slowly said, "The one who killed Dugu Yifang was Nie Feng."

"Nie Feng?!" Duan Lang jumped up in shock. "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"I know Nie Feng's martial arts skills. Although his Wind God Kick is very powerful, he could never kill Dugu Yifang! Dugu Yifang is a figure on par with Xiong Ba!"

Duan Lang shook his head repeatedly, utterly disbelieving the news.

Jiang Chen shrugged. "That's what everyone in the martial arts world is saying. Some say Nie Feng broke through his limits in battle, greatly increasing his power; others say..."

He lowered his voice, a strange glint in his eyes, "Perhaps they used some method, like... poison?"

"Poisoning?" Duan Lang frowned, pondered for a moment, and then shook his head. "No way. I know Nie Feng. Although he can be indecisive at times, he is a gentleman at heart and would never stoop to such despicable means."

"You can know a person's face but not their heart, Brother Lang." Jiang Chen smiled and didn't argue further. "However, the truth is now impossible to verify. Anyway, the result is that Dugu Yifang is dead, and Nie Feng has become a hero of the World Society, famous throughout the martial arts world."

Duan Lang fell silent.

He stared blankly at the chicken leg in his hand, suddenly finding it tasteless.

Originally, he planned to return to Wushuang City after obtaining the Fire Kirin Sword, and use the power of Wushuang City to fight against Xiong Ba and avenge his previous humiliation.

But now, the Lord of Wushuang City is gone?

Then all his previous efforts were wasted?

"What...what do we do now?" Duan Lang looked up at Jiang Chen, somewhat confused. "Do we still have to go to Wushuang City?"

"Go my ass." Jiang Chen rolled his eyes. "Are we going to our deaths?"

"That……"

"Let's stay here." Jiang Chen patted Duan Lang on the shoulder. "Anyway, no one will bother us here, and the environment is quite nice. We'll continue our cultivation here. It's not too late for us to leave the mountain when you've mastered the Ten Great Martial Arts."

"When the time comes, we won't care if it's Xiong Ba or Nie Feng, we'll crush them all!"

Seeing Jiang Chen's confident demeanor, Duan Lang's confusion gradually dissipated.

"Okay!" He took a big bite of the chicken leg, swallowed it in a few bites, and then suddenly stood up.

Clang!

He strode to the center of the courtyard, took a deep breath, and opened his eyes wide.

"Drink!" With a low shout, Duan Lang moved.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas: Overturning Rivers and Seas!"

The fist's force was like a dragon, carrying immense internal energy, and it produced a series of explosive sounds in the air.

Wherever his fist passed, the fallen leaves on the ground were instantly swept up, turning into a long, earth-yellow dragon that rolled and roared with the force of his punch.

Immediately afterwards, he changed his fist into a palm, and his body twisted and turned as strangely as a swimming fish.

"Black Tortoise Divine Palm - Mysterious Gate Void Disruption!"

This palm strike appeared light and effortless, but it actually concealed deadly intent. True energy surged within the palm, as if it could shatter the void in front of it.

Duan Lang became more and more adept at fighting, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

His body leaped into the air, his legs whipping out a flurry of kicks.

"Fierce and Powerful Leg Technique - Shattering Mountains and Rivers in Fury!"

Each leg was as heavy as a thousand pounds, carrying a terrifying power capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

A large blue stone, about the size of a millstone, was kicked in the courtyard and shattered with a loud "bang," sending fragments flying everywhere!

The moment he landed, his ten fingers formed claws, tearing through the air.

"Oracle Bone Dragon Claw - Evil Dragon Entanglement!"

The sharp claws flashed through the air, leaving several cold streaks, as if a truly ferocious dragon was roaring, ready to tear the enemy before it to shreds.

Although there was no corresponding internal energy cultivation method, Duan Lang's internal strength had already reached the peak of the first-class level.

At this moment, when he was exerting his full strength, he could use ten martial arts techniques—knife, spear, sword, halberd, staff, fist, palm, leg, claw, and finger—with ease, switching between them smoothly and without any hesitation.

Every move and stance seemed to have been honed through countless trials, carrying a domineering aura that sent chills down one's spine.

Even though it only has the form, with the support of powerful internal energy, this "Ten Strong Martial Arts" still shows amazing power and has the demeanor of a grandmaster.

Jiang Chen, who was standing to the side, smiled as he watched this scene, picked up the wine jug, tilted his head back, and took a swig.