I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Time flies, like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall.

In the blink of an eye, six years have passed.

This abandoned courtyard, weathered by time, appears even more ancient and weathered.

However, the courtyard is more vibrant than it was six years ago.

"drink!"

A loud shout, like a thunderclap, shook the dust that had accumulated on the courtyard wall, causing it to fall in a flurry.

A fiery red figure was seen dancing rapidly in the center of the courtyard.

The Fire Scale Sword in his hand was as red as blood, and its blade was wreathed in raging flames. With each swing, it brought forth a scorching sword aura.

"Blazing Sun Sword Technique - Heaven-Burning Style!"

Duan Lang let out a low shout and swung his long sword out fiercely.

boom!

A crimson sword aura shot into the sky like a fiery unicorn consuming the sun, burning the heavens with its fierce and domineering power, and the rolling heat waves seemed to ignite the very air.

This sword strike is the ultimate killing move of the Blazing Sun Sword Technique, displaying the full power of "Burning the Heavens"!

Immediately afterwards, his sword stance suddenly changed.

The originally fierce and domineering Blazing Sun Sword Intent instantly subsided, replaced by a strange sword intent that was incomparably sharp, yet seemed to contain endless emotions.

"Holy Spirit Sword Technique - Sword Twenty-Two!"

Brush brush!

A vast net of swords appeared out of thin air, each sword aura seemingly possessing its own spirit, weaving together to form a net that completely sealed off the void ahead.

This sword strike, both compassionate and ruthless, is the very essence of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique!

"That was exhilarating!" Duan Lang roared, flicking his wrist, and the sword energy that filled the sky instantly dissipated.

He turned and shoved the Fire Kirin Sword back into its sheath.

"Let's try the top ten martial arts again!" Duan Lang laughed loudly, his body soaring into the air, his legs kicking out in a series of rapid kicks, a storm of leg shadows pouring down like a tempestuous rain.

"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.

The moment he landed, he transformed his legs into fists, his fists slamming forward like two dragons emerging from the sea.

"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.

Then, he effortlessly wielded various unique skills, such as fingers, palms, and claws.

"Perfect Harmony, Golden Finger: Piercing Gold Through Stone!"

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

"Oracle Bone Dragon Claw - Evil Dragon Entanglement!"

Knife, spear, sword, halberd, club, fist, palm, leg, claw, finger!

He wielded ten distinct martial arts techniques with ease, switching between them fluidly and without hesitation.

Even more astonishingly, with each move he made, a visible crimson aura, like flames, swirled around his body.

This is not an illusory energy, but a tangible true energy!

True Qi Released Externally!

This is a signature technique that only masters who have reached the Innate Realm can master!

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

Duan Lang suddenly punched a huge rock in the corner of the courtyard.

boom!

The crimson true energy surged forth like an angry dragon emerging from the sea, instantly striking the boulder.

The massive rock, weighing over a thousand pounds, shattered under the force of that punch, turning into countless fragments that flew everywhere.

"Hoo..." The figure slowly stopped, and the crimson true energy swirling around him also receded into his body.

He revealed a handsome and resolute face.

Six years have passed, and the naivety on his face has faded, replaced by a sense of composure and confidence.

After six years of arduous training, Duan Lang not only mastered the moves of the "Ten Strong Martial Arts", but also honed his internal strength to its limit under Jiang Chen's guidance.

"If I were to encounter those formidable enemies from back then again, I could probably kill them in a single move!"

He has that confidence.

The moves of the top ten martial arts masters were already exquisite, and with the added boost of innate true energy, his combat power was now completely different from what it used to be.

"Not bad." At that moment, a faint voice came from the roof.

Duan Lang looked up and saw Jiang Chen lying on the roof, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, looking at him lazily.

"With your current innate realm, combined with the Ten Strong Martial Arts, your combat power is enough to make you invincible among innate beings."

Jiang Chen spat out the grass root in his mouth, sat up, and laughed, "Congratulations, Brother Lang."

"I have to thank you for this." Duan Lang leaped onto the roof and sat down next to Jiang Chen. "If it weren't for you sparring with me and guiding my cultivation for the past six years, I'm afraid it would have taken me several more years to break through."

Over the past six years, although Jiang Chen seemed lazy, he could always pinpoint the problem whenever Duan Lang encountered a bottleneck.

Sometimes, even a casual remark from Jiang Chen could enlighten Duan Lang, giving him profound insights for a long time.

Duan Lang knew in his heart that his brother was unfathomable.

Although Jiang Chen had never revealed his true strength in front of him, he could sense that Jiang Chen's realm was definitely above his own!

"We're brothers, no need for formalities." Jiang Chen waved his hand, his gaze fixed on the distant Buddha statue, his eyes filled with a melancholy.

"Six years..."

He murmured softly, "I wonder what the outside world has become."

"Who cares what it becomes?" Duan Lang declared with boundless pride. "Now that I've reached the Innate Realm, with my brothers joining forces, we can roam the world freely!"

"That's true." Jiang Chen withdrew his gaze, a smile playing on his lips.

"Now that we have mastered the divine skill, it is time for us to emerge from seclusion."

He stood up, stretched, and his bones cracked and popped.

"Let's go, Brother Lang."

"Where to?"

"Let's go and meet the heroes and valiant warriors of the martial world!"

"Let's have a go?" Duan Lang raised an eyebrow, a hint of provocation flashing in his eyes.

"The loser buys you a drink," Jiang Chen said with a faint smile.

"Alright!" Before the words were even finished, Duan Lang shot out like an arrow.

True energy swirled around his legs as he unleashed the "Fierce and Powerful Leg Technique," one of the top ten martial arts techniques.

This leg technique is not only extremely powerful in killing, but it is also incredibly fast for traveling.

With each step, one covered several meters, as if transforming into a red lightning bolt, swiftly traversing the mountains and forests.

"Not bad." Jiang Chen looked at Duan Lang's retreating figure, a slight smile playing on his lips.

The next moment, his figure vanished into thin air.

When it reappeared, it was already ten feet away, as if it had teleported, easily and comfortably following behind Duan Lang.

"Faster!"

Seeing this, Duan Lang's competitive spirit was aroused, and his innate true energy circulated wildly, increasing its speed once again.

Two figures, one in red and one in green, sped along the official road.

Pedestrians on the roadside only felt a blur before their eyes, as if a gust of wind had swept by, and before they could even see the figures clearly, the two were already hundreds of meters away.

In just a few breaths, the two had already traveled dozens of miles.

Ahead, the outline of a bustling town came into view.

"Whoosh!" Two figures stopped almost simultaneously at the town entrance.

"Huff... huff..."

Duan Lang was panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat. Clearly, even with his innate master's internal strength, he had felt a bit of strain from the full-speed sprint just now.

In contrast, Jiang Chen...

Her complexion was rosy, her breathing was steady, and not a single detail of her clothes was disheveled.

It was as if his recent high-speed run of dozens of miles was nothing more than a leisurely stroll.

"You...you bastard..." Duan Lang looked at Jiang Chen, who seemed completely unaffected, and shook his head helplessly. "You're a monster."

"Thank you for your kind offer." Jiang Chen smiled and extended his hand. "Brother Lang, please have a drink."