I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

"Snap—!"

In an instant, all the bones in Qian Zhen's right arm shattered. He was hit from below by a battering ram and screamed as he was slammed down from mid-air!

"boom--!"

The enormous impact created a crater several feet deep in the ground, sending debris and dust billowing into the sky!

The leader of the Allied Gang was defeated with a single punch!

The sect leaders who were discussing "at least they can hold out for two or three moves" just a second ago are now ashen-faced and unable to utter a single word.

On the golden dragon throne, the emperor's face was so black it looked like it could drip water.

He originally wanted to watch these martial arts figures fight to the death so he could reap the benefits, but Duan Lang single-handedly defeated all the masters.

If we wait any longer, all the heroes of the world will truly have to bow down and submit!

"General Yue!" the emperor growled through gritted teeth.

"Your subject is here!" Yue Xin could no longer contain himself. He placed his hand on his sword and strode forward.

Another fierce general of the imperial court, Shi Dingtian, also stepped forward. The two men, like two iron towers, strode aggressively toward Duan Lang from the left and right.

If the imperial court doesn't take action, fine; but if it does, it will absolutely not follow the rules of the martial arts world!

Yue Xin drew his sword, its blade gleaming coldly, and declared sternly to Duan Lang:

"Traitor Duan Lang! You have colluded with cults, disrupted the imperial court, and poisoned the martial arts world!"

"Today, I am acting on the Emperor's orders to capture you on the spot and imprison you in the Heavenly Prison to await trial! Surrender and I might spare your life!"

Upon hearing this, the various heroes atop Mount Tai exchanged glances, a knowing look flashing in their eyes.

Who doesn't know the emperor's cunning schemes?

The accusations of being traitors and disrupting the court are nothing but a facade.

The legendary "immortality" was what the emperor truly coveted!

However, who would dare to openly oppose the imperial court?

All the heroes remained silent, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Duan Lang laughed.

He looked at the emperor, who sat high on the dragon throne, his eyes filled with undisguised mockery:

"Cholera in the court? Who here believes this high-sounding nonsense you're spouting?"

Duan Lang's voice wasn't loud, but every word he uttered was clearly audible to everyone present.

"To put it bluntly, you just want to get the secret to immortality from me."

The emperor's face instantly turned ashen, and the veins on his temples throbbed violently.

To have one's most secret thoughts exposed without missing a single word in front of all the heroes of the land is an immense humiliation for a ruler of a country!

"Insolence!!" The emperor slammed his hand on the armrest of his dragon throne.

"Yue Xin! Shi Dingtian! Capture this traitor for me!!"

The two exchanged a glance, then roared simultaneously, unleashing their inner energy at the same time!

Yue Xin channeled his inner force into the longsword, and in an instant, the entire fine steel longsword was enveloped in a layer of icy, pale blue blade energy. As the blade moved, the air in its path was torn apart, leaving a white trail!

Shi Dingtian's muscles bulged, and he activated his Iron Shirt technique to its limit. A faint bronze metallic luster appeared on his skin, and the stone slabs under his feet shattered inch by inch from the impact of his aura!

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, struck Duanlang like two thunderbolts simultaneously!

Yue Xin's blade slashed from the left, its chilling aura aimed straight at Duan Lang's neck!

Shi Dingtian's iron fists, as big as earthenware pots, slammed in from the right, the force of the punches carrying the sound of shattering rocks straight into Duan Lang's chest!

The two deadly attacks were getting closer and closer.

Three zhang, two zhang, one zhang—

The blade was half a foot away from Duan Lang's neck, and the iron fist was half a foot away from his chest.

Just when everyone thought Duan Lang was about to be struck!

The broken waves have moved!

So fast that the naked eye can't even perceive it!

Both hands shot up in the same instant!

With two fingers of his left hand joined together, he precisely met Yue Xin's cold blade, which was enveloped in a blade aura, and struck the spine of the blade without missing a beat.

With his right hand outstretched, he grabbed Shi Dingtian's giant fist, which was covered in Iron Shirt Qi.

Two crisp sounds exploded almost simultaneously—

"when!!"

Yue Xin's fine steel longsword, which had accompanied him on the battlefield for twenty years, was broken in two from the spine with just a flick of Duan Lang's two fingers!

The broken blade flew backward, slashing Yue Xin's own shoulder, causing blood to spurt out immediately!

"Snap!!"

Shi Dingtian felt as if his fist was being held firmly by a red-hot iron clamp, and his metacarpal bones were shattering one by one in Duan Lang's palm!

Before he could react, Duan Lang suddenly pulled his five fingers together and released them, sending a terrifying burst of scorching true energy directly into his arm, flinging the nine-foot-tall iron tower away like a rag doll!

On the left and right, two fierce generals of the imperial court were defeated by Duan Lang's hands simultaneously in the same breath!

The emperor's face had turned green.

Just then—

"Giggle giggle—"

Eunuch Wang, who had been standing beside the emperor, slowly took a step forward.

Just by taking the first step, the temperature at the summit of Mount Tai suddenly dropped several degrees!

A chilling aura of a Grandmaster spread out like a tide, making it difficult for the sect disciples closest to him to breathe!

Eunuch Wang.

The Grand Eunuch, the emperor's last trump card.

The expressions of the top experts present all changed slightly.

The depth and weight of this aura is in no way inferior to any of the grandmasters who just took the stage!

Even worse!

"Your Majesty, please do not be alarmed." The eunuch's voice was shrill and grating.

"The most unbearable thing under heaven is a madman who runs wild in front of His Majesty."

"Today, I will try to save face for His Majesty."

Before he could finish speaking, Eunuch Wang suddenly flicked his whisk!

He was practicing the "Sunflower Manual," which emphasized absolute "uniqueness" and "speed"!

In an instant, his figure transformed into several ghostly afterimages, moving swiftly to the left and right, at a speed that sent chills down one's spine!

"Whoosh whoosh-!"

The whisk's tens of millions of fine silver threads, as thin as cow hair, instantly straightened under the infusion of Wang Gonggong's powerful internal energy, each one transforming into an incomparably sharp needle, wrapped in extremely cold Sunflower True Qi, and simultaneously piercing Duan Lang's thirty-six major acupoints from all directions like a torrential rain!

This ghostly speed, combined with the unbelievable attack method of turning a whisk into a needle, would be extremely difficult for even a grandmaster to completely deal with!

"So fast..." Long'er's pupils contracted, and she exclaimed in a low voice.

however--

Duan Lang remained standing in the same spot, not even lifting his eyelids.

His crimson true energy surged suddenly, and the blazing fire-scale true energy instantly enveloped his entire body like a layer of burning lava armor!

A dense, rain-like barrage of silver needles pierced Duan Lang's body, striking his scorching inner energy shield and producing a series of sharp, hissing sounds.

It was all melted into molten iron, and not a single drop remained as it fell to the ground!

Eunuch Wang's expression changed drastically!

His prized skill of turning a whisk into a needle was so powerful that it couldn't even penetrate the opponent's protective aura!

Before he could react and change his move, Duan Lang's figure had already disappeared from the spot!

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, Duan Lang appeared in front of Eunuch Wang without anyone noticing, and slammed a palm heavily into his chest.

The chilling protective energy cultivated from the Sunflower Manual crumbled instantly like paper before the scorching force of Duan Lang's palm strike!

Eunuch Wang coughed up a mouthful of blood, flew backward, and crashed heavily in front of the emperor's dragon carriage, losing consciousness.

The next instant, Duan Lang's figure appeared directly in front of the emperor.

He glanced down at the fallen eunuch Wang at his feet, a cruel smile curving his lips, before suddenly raising his right foot—

"Bang!!"

He stomped hard on Eunuch Wang's head!

The Grandmaster's head burst open like a watermelon under that kick, with blood and brain matter splattering everywhere!

The emperor trembled violently, and was about to stand up from his dragon throne—

"Snapped!"

Duan Lang didn't even glance at him, and slapped him across the face.

This slap landed precisely and viciously on the emperor's face, sending the ruler of the country flying off his dragon throne!

The emperor tumbled twice in the air before crashing onto the stone slab in a sorry state. Half of his face swelled up like a pig's head, and blood streamed from the corner of his mouth.

Duan Lang turned around and looked at the golden dragon carriage that symbolized supreme imperial power, and smiled coldly.

A kick!

"boom--!!"

The dragon carriage shattered instantly under that kick, with gold lacquer fragments and the remains of the dragon throne exploding in all directions like a shower of flowers!

The emperor slumped to the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, his eyes filled with unprecedented fear.

He suddenly remembered.

More than a decade ago... Duan Lang killed the Japanese demon Jue Wushen with his bare hands!

Now... more than a decade has passed, and Duan Lang's skill has become so terrifyingly powerful!

This young man has grown into a beast that no one can control!

The emperor stared at the fragments of the imperial carriage scattered on the ground, his lips trembling for a long time, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Amidst the ruins, only Duan Lang stood proudly in the center.

He glanced around, his cold gaze sweeping over every martial arts practitioner present. His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears:

"Who else wants to take on the challenge?"

The entire room fell silent.

No one dared to answer.

The martial arts practitioners watching from afar exchanged glances, and whispers began to rise and fall.

"It's over... Duan Lang is definitely going to be the leader of the martial arts alliance."

"Who would dare to go up against that? Even the imperial court officials were beaten to death on the spot, and the emperor was slapped! Who can afford to offend someone like that?"

"Accept your fate... This world is about to change."

Not far away, Jin Xie turned his head to look at Long'er, a playful smile on his lips:

"What? Aren't you going to give it a try?"

Long'er clenched her fists and remained silent for a long time.

He stared at Duan Lang's figure, his pupils churning with extremely complex emotions.

The unparalleled sword intent that Duan Lang had unleashed with the Eclipse Sword Technique, surpassing everything he had ever seen before, still lingered in his mind.

"...No." Long'er finally spoke in a low voice, her tone strained.

"Duan Lang's swordsmanship has reached a level that I cannot reach."

"My current skill level in swordsmanship is far from sufficient."

"A rash move will only bring shame upon oneself."

Jin raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything more.