I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

A few days later, in the jungles of Qinghai.

As the sun sets, the evening glow paints half the sky red.

Deep in the dense jungle, a campfire burns in a clearing.

A man dressed in brocade robes was sitting cross-legged by a fire, meditating. He had a delicate face and an arrogant look in his eyes.

This person is none other than Long Xiu, the renowned senior disciple of the "Kuaiyimen" sect in the martial arts world.

Beside him sat a simple, ancient-looking tripod.

The lid of the cauldron was tightly closed, and occasionally a few urgent squeaking sounds could be heard coming from inside, as if some living creature was being kept inside.

It is the mythical beast that people in the martial arts world dream of—the Fire Monkey!

Legend has it that the clay bodhisattva suffered from poisonous sores after revealing heavenly secrets, and only the fire monkey could relieve the pain by absorbing the poison.

Therefore, finding the Fire Monkey is equivalent to finding the Clay Bodhisattva.

Finding the clay Bodhisattva is equivalent to knowing one's destiny!

At this moment, in the darkness surrounding the jungle, countless greedy eyes were fixed on the small cauldron.

Although Long Xiu was highly skilled in martial arts and the Kuaiyi Sect was not to be trifled with, many desperate people were still willing to take the risk because of the lure of "knowing one's destiny".

Just then, the silence was broken by the sound of a dry branch being broken by footsteps.

"Cough cough..."

A ragged old man, carrying a heavy bundle of firewood on his back, walked slowly along the forest path, his body hunched over.

Beside him was a beautifully sculpted little girl, who was curiously looking around.

The old man and the young boy seemed completely out of place in this treacherous jungle.

Long Xiu suddenly opened her eyes, glanced coldly at the two, and seeing that they were just ordinary woodcutter grandfather and grandson, ignored them and closed her eyes again.

The martial arts practitioners lurking around were speechless. This old man probably didn't know the meaning of death, daring to barge in at this time.

The old man seemed completely oblivious to the murderous aura around him, and casually walked past the fire with his granddaughter, preparing to leave.

suddenly!

A sound like clothes rustling through the air rang out.

Two figures descended from the sky and landed steadily on the open ground.

The leader, dressed in a white robe, had a refined appearance and a calm demeanor, with a faint chill emanating from his fists.

Behind him followed a stunningly beautiful woman, with a refined and ethereal appearance, though a hint of melancholy seemed to linger between her brows.

"Qin Shuang, the leader of the Heavenly Frost Hall!"

"And... Kong Ci!"

Long Xiu suddenly stood up, her hands trembling, her wide sleeves moving without wind, as she warily stared at the newcomer.

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

The World Society is currently at its zenith, and Qin Shuang, as Xiong Ba's eldest disciple and the head of the Heavenly Frost Hall, has already mastered the Heavenly Frost Fist to perfection, making him no ordinary person.

"Longxiu, hand over the Fire Monkey." Qin Shuang stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "My master has long admired Mud Bodhisattva and specially ordered us to come and invite him."

"Hmph! Just because Xiong Ba wants the Fire Monkey, does that mean I have to give it to him?" Long Xiu sneered. "My Kuaiyi Sect isn't one to be trifled with!"

Just as tensions were running high, the old man carrying firewood quietly tugged at his granddaughter's hand, lowered his head, and quickened his pace, trying to slip away.

However, at this moment—

call--!

A sudden gust of wind arose from nowhere!

A sudden gust of wind swept through the jungle, causing the campfire to flicker and the surrounding trees to sway wildly, scattering leaves everywhere.

In the wind, an extremely dashing figure appeared, as if riding the wind.

He moved with lightning speed, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and actually lightly touched the lid of the small cauldron with one foot!

"Snapped!"

Gently waving a folding fan.

The newcomer had long, flowing hair, a handsome face, and a gentle smile on his lips. He appeared remarkably calm and composed on this grim battlefield.

"Wind God Leg, Nie Feng!" A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.

Everyone gasped in shock.

Two of the three hall masters of the World Society have actually arrived at once!

"Everyone," Qin Shuang's gaze swept across the dimly lit jungle, her voice carrying a powerful inner force that clearly reached everyone's ears, "Today, our World Alliance is acting solely for the Fire Monkey. If anyone wishes to oppose our World Alliance, feel free to show yourself!"

These words immediately caused a stir among those around them.

Faced with the two hall masters of the World Society, the martial arts practitioners who originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos immediately backed down.

Before long, the sound of retreating footsteps could be heard from the forest.

"Hmph! A bunch of cowards!" Long Xiu spat disdainfully as she watched the retreating crowd.

Then, he turned his head and stared intently at Nie Feng, who was standing on the cauldron.

"So what if it's the World Alliance? Qin Shuang, Nie Feng, do you think you can intimidate me with your reputations alone?"

With a wave of his hands, Long Xiu unfurled two long sleeves like serpents, pointing directly at Nie Feng. "My Five Musketeers have never feared your World Society!"

"Oh?" Nie Feng snapped his folding fan shut, looked down at Long Xiu, and smiled. "What does Brother Long intend to do?"

"It's simple!" A fighting spirit surged in Long Xiu's eyes. "I've long heard of the unparalleled Wind God Leg technique, and today I, the Five Musketeers of Joy, would like to test it out! If you can defeat me, this Fire Monkey... I'll offer it to you with both hands! If you lose, please go back to where you came from and don't even think about taking the Fire Monkey again!"

"Alright!" Nie Feng swayed and gracefully landed on the cauldron, his movements as light as a fallen leaf returning to its roots.

"Since Brother Long is in such a good mood, Nie Feng will gladly oblige!"

Four figures suddenly darted out from the dim, dense forest.

The four men were all different in appearance, and the weapons they held were even more unusual.

"Second Senior Brother, Tiger Sword!" A burly man held a large, thick sword, as heavy as a door panel, exuding a fierce aura.

"Third Senior Brother, Wolf Blade!" A thin man with sinister eyes held a long, curved blade in his hand, its edge gleaming coldly like the fangs of a hungry wolf.

"Fourth Senior Brother, Crane Brush!" A man dressed as a scholar held a huge judge's brush in his hand, its sharp point faintly gleaming with an eerie light.

"Fifth Brother, Snake Hook!" The last man, short in stature, held a curved hook in each hand, the hooks shaped like snakes, eerie and unpredictable.

Together with the leader, Long Xiu, they are none other than the famous "Five Musketeers" of the Kuaiyi Sect!

The five figures flashed and instantly surrounded Nie Feng.

Their seemingly random positioning actually contained a hidden strategy, subtly forming a formation that combined offense and defense, sealing off all of Nie Feng's escape routes.

"Interesting." Nie Feng looked around, a gentle smile still on his lips, seemingly unconcerned about the scene before him.

"Go!" Long Xiu gave the order, and the other four immediately attacked.

The tiger sword is powerful and heavy, the wolf knife is sinister and vicious, the crane pen is cunning and strange, and the snake hook is unpredictable and difficult to defend against.

Four distinct weapons, each carrying a sharp gust of wind, attacked Nie Feng simultaneously from four directions.

Faced with the attack of the four, Nie Feng finally made a move.

"Wind God Leg Technique, First Form: Catching the Wind and Shadows!"

With a flicker of his body, he seemed to transform into a gentle breeze and vanished from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, a blur of motion darted between the four.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Four muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously.

Tiger Sword, Crane Pen, and Snake Hook felt a sharp pain in their chests, and their bodies flew backward like kites with broken strings.

The third senior brother, who was holding the wolf knife, felt a numbness in his wrist, and the long knife in his hand disappeared.

"My knife?!" Wolf Blade was shocked and was about to look for it when he saw a figure flash before his eyes. Nie Feng had already returned to the original spot.

He was toying with a long, curved knife in his hand, then casually tossed it aside.

"Here you go."

The longsword traced an arc in the air and accurately slipped back into the scabbard at the wolf's waist.

In just one exchange, the four members of the Kuaiyi Sect were utterly defeated!

Long Xiu's face turned extremely ugly.

Unexpectedly, Nie Feng's martial arts skills are so high!

On the other side, the old man and the little girl carrying firewood were already trembling with fear at the sight before them, shrinking into a corner and not daring to make a sound.

Seeing this, Kong Ci couldn't bear it. She gently walked to the two of them and softly comforted them, "Grandma, little sister, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Seeing Kong Ci's gentle smile, the fear in the eyes of the grandfather and grandson subsided slightly.