Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 179: Worried about each other! We are inseparable!
Fang Can describes himself as someone who likes hiding things.

It’s not that he pretends to be a pig to eat the tiger, or deliberately shows weakness to the enemy, but he simply likes to hide his cards.

He likes to show off in both the physiological and physical senses.

But when facing the enemy, he always likes to keep some tricks up his sleeve to deal with various situations.

The power revealed is enough as long as it is enough to crush the enemy, but you should keep some trump cards in case of any accidents.

This is a bit like a healthy Weasel. No one knows what skills he can use to defeat you.

After all, Fang Can himself does not want to completely rely on the ability of turning misfortune into fortune.

This passive ability is a bit too unstable. It is pure masochism to wait until someone beats you up before exploding.

And he relies on good times after bad times for everything, so what's the difference between him and a waste who relies purely on talent.

It's like being a noble born in an imperial family. No matter how idle you are, you cannot be touched by ordinary people.

Fang Can subconsciously wanted to prove that even if he didn't have this ability, he could still make a name for himself.

The reason why the protagonist is the protagonist is that he or she should show qualities that are beyond ordinary people.

Either extreme greed, great morality, or a strong mind.

If evaluated correctly, Fang Can is similar to a young master who wants to go out and make a living during his rebellious period. When the day comes when he accepts his fate, he can go home and inherit billions of dollars in assets.

What's more, in this Fangcun Mountain, even if you die, you can be resurrected.

In a non-life-threatening situation, Fang Can’s reaction to the crisis was a little bland.

"Are you serious? Young Master Fang, do you have any other cards?" The pale-faced young man smiled, but alarm bells were ringing in his heart.

Feeling that his own talent had always been maintained at a moderate level, Fang Can gathered his thoughts and looked into the distance.

With his good eyesight, he could see that several kilometers away, an elf-like girl was drawing her bow and aiming her arrow at this place.

Behind him, a young man was standing on a Cuju with his left foot, and lightly kicking the ball with his right toe. The madly spinning Cuju was carrying him towards here at supersonic speed.

As the delay got longer, some warriors who were already close to a breakthrough and did not need too much complicated preparation had already successfully broken through and were rushing here.

Most of them were intended to kill Fang Cangge on the spot.

"Looks like we have to make it quick. I wanted to play with you guys for a while longer."

As Fang Can spoke, the blood in his body gathered towards his epidermis and his flesh began to climb higher and higher.

In the blink of an eye, it grew to two meters and two centimeters tall. This was a method of strengthening the skin by compressing the blood in the body.

"Hurry up and kill this guy on the spot." The young man on the side said hurriedly.

Before he could even utter a word, the young men around him had already understood what he was doing and were attacking Fang Can using palm, fist and kick techniques.

Seeing this, Fang Can did not hide or evade, but stood where he was, actively facing the attacks from these people.

Dang——dang——dang——

As the sound like steel colliding echoed, Fang Can's body was not damaged at all by these people's attacks.

'How can it be! ’

Everyone's pupils shrank, and not even a wound was caused.

On the other hand, the attackers only felt numbness in their palms. If the damage had not been shared, their muscles would have been cracked and their bones would have broken.

"You seem to have forgotten one thing. It's not that your strength has become seventy times stronger. It's just that the turtle shell is seventy times harder than usual."

"With your strength of less than 10,000, it will be useless even if I stand there and let you fight for a whole day."

Fang Can said indifferently, looking at the girl in white standing in the distance: "Your ability is very useful, I want you." As he spoke, Fang Can's body shook, and the besieging warriors flew away as if they were bombarded.

Then, in front of everyone's horrified gaze, Fang Can actually cut open his chest and reached his arm inside.

As the sky became darker, Fang Can actually pulled out his heart, liver, spleen, stomach, kidneys, and brain.

There was no bloody scene. On the contrary, these organs were flashing with a faint light, giving off a kind of weird beauty.

At this moment, these internal organs are a little weak as if they have lost too much blood because all the blood is supplied to the epidermis.

"Do you think that if my skin is not exposed to sunlight, I can't absorb the sun's energy?"

Fang Can, who was holding his arm with his internal organs hanging on it, sneered and swung it hard. Amid the roar of the sonic boom, the internal organs in his hand broke through the blockade of the dark clouds and flew into the sky.

These organs are like independent power banks, which can be connected to power supply when the main body's energy is insufficient.

And then he was like an arrow shot from a bow, and as the ground around him sank, he stabbed the girl in white with the gun in his hand.

The obvious killing intent terrified the girl, and she quickly recited: "Round and shining, a bright Mani pearl that cannot be hurt by swords or spears."

In an instant, facing Fang Can's straight thrust, a golden light suddenly lit up, and Fang Can's spear hit a wall of light. The remaining force was gone, and the wall of light also dimmed.

Just as Fang Can was about to fire another shot at him, Xiang Longtao had already blocked his way: "Where do you want to run to?"

"Get away from me, clown!"

Not even bothering to talk, Fang Can pressed Xiang Longtao's head with both arms and pulled it down.

"boom!!!"

A powerful knee strike hit Xiang Longtao directly in the face.

The terrifying force was transmitted, causing dozens of warriors in the distance to spurt blood from their noses.

Looking at the young man looking at her, the girl became very anxious.

The chain of iron chains can only connect warriors with transformed bodies, and she does not benefit from it at all.

If Fang Can punched her body, which had just broken through and hadn't even built a foundation for a hundred days, she would be covered in bruises.

Almost subconsciously, she was about to say: "Gou Li..."

"Oh no, she's going to recite a poem." Ye Yonglie and other followers who were secretly watching the battle in Dayan shouted in shock: "Shut her mouth quickly!"

As the girl in white spoke, the clanging sound of swords clashing could be heard all around, foreshadowing the horror of this poem.

Once Fang Can is hit by poetry, he will probably be injured.

But now his limbs were restrained by Xiang Longtao and he couldn't dodge at all.

If you can't use your hands, then use your mouth!!!

There was a flash of determination in Fang Can's eyes, and he moved his head closer to the girl who was so close to him.

As their lips and teeth touched, he blocked the second half of the sentence that the other person was about to utter.

???

The whole scene fell into silence, staring blankly at the scene before them.

As they leaned against each other, the girl in white felt her mind go haywire and her body felt as if it had been anesthetized. She felt so soft that she could hardly stand.

Then in the next moment, Fang Can's chest opened up like a bloody mouth and swallowed the girl whole.

(End of this chapter)