Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 2 Peerless Genius
The atmosphere in the run-down alley was somewhat tense.

Fang Can faced the angry gazes of the four hooligans without any fear on his face.

On the contrary, the people on the opposite side were not in such a good mood at the moment.

Hand over the valuables... and give him the clothes...

"He...he used my words! Who is the robber?"

I just got up from the ground with a sense of absurdity in my heart.

"Why, is what I said hard to understand?"

Fang Can twisted his neck impatiently. He didn't think there was anything wrong with robbing those who dared to rob him.

Although there were five people on the opposite side, they were all a group of starving low-class thugs. How could their physical fitness compare to that of me who had a good diet and exercised?

Moreover... before he crossed over, he was a special type of psychic whose level was at least "county" level.

Now I'm just dealing with a few small thugs. What's there to be afraid of? These bastards can't kill me.

"Let's get rid of these guys quickly before studying the white panel." Fang Can thought to himself, and dodged a slash from a thug holding a tetanus dagger.

"Do you have any weapons?" Fang Can asked with a hint of satisfaction. After all, after defeating these people, the weapons would be his.

"Kill him for me." The leading thug covered his aching abdomen and pointed at Fang Can and shouted.

Under his command, these thugs pulled out weapons such as daggers and sickles from their waists and rushed towards Fang Can.

A slight scratch from rusty iron could cause a narrow, easily infected wound, and a hit to a fatal spot could even directly trigger a killing effect.

"In that case, wouldn't it be better if we didn't get scratched?"

As the thought arose, Fang Can felt his body undergoing earth-shaking changes.

At the same time, a long string of characters began to appear in the hidden panel description bar.

Description column:
The host is detected to be in an extremely harsh environment, and Talent 1 [Good times come after bad times] has been triggered.

Hidden attributes increase accordingly (understanding ↑ aptitude ↑ luck ↑ intuition ↑ will ↑ logic... ↑)

……

In just a moment, Fang Can felt as if he had undergone a huge transformation.

The whole world seemed to be simplified into an easy-to-understand existence in his eyes, and the difficulty of the game of life directly changed from hell to simple mode.

Under the pressure of the crisis, the mortal body that has adapted for more than ten years suddenly transformed from a cocoon into a butterfly.

This leap is like upgrading Xiaolingtong to 4090T. This transformation from the inside out gives him a feeling of being omnipotent.

This feeling is described differently in different fields.

Taoists describe it as transformation, while Buddhists call it enlightenment.

Words like zone, gene lock, sixth sense, sword heart, unity of man and nature, and divine realm, although they have different external manifestations, are all descriptions of this power.

The conventional and popular understanding is unparalleled genius!
"It finally came out... I haven't felt this kind of brain enhancement that could lead to death for several years."

Looking at the enemy just a few steps away, Fang Can's eyes flashed with a hint of relief at returning to the realm of genius.

After my talent has improved, many things that I couldn't do before can now be done easily.

The efficient use of muscles can increase his strength by several times, his martial arts learning level can retrieve countless fighting techniques he has seen in the past, and his intuition of crisis allows him to react directly without thinking...

There is no need to think, or in other words, it is not necessary to waste brain cells to defeat these bastards.

Fang Can stretched out his right hand and grabbed the dagger on the opposite side.

'court death! ’

Looking at the outstretched right hand, the gangster wielding the dagger had a hint of excitement in his eyes, and he even dared to risk his life to grab the knife with his bare hands.

But the next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist.

With the sound of tiny bones breaking, Fang Can tightly grasped the gangster's arm holding the dagger, turned his head and stabbed the man's shoulder fiercely. "Puff——"

The flesh was pierced, and a piece of sharp blade suddenly came out from the gangster's scapula, and the blood dyed the dagger red.

Holding the dagger in one hand, he held the opponent's waist tightly with the other hand.

The next moment, Fang Can's muscles suddenly tensed up, and each muscle clearly showed a fierce aura bursting out of his body.

Amid the gangster's screams of pain, the other's body was pulled up from the ground.

Carrying this flesh and blood body as a shield, Fang Can's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he rushed towards the other people in the alley.

"Quick...get out of the way."

Looking at the two people rushing towards here like bulls, the leading thug wanted to shout.

But there was no room to hide in the narrow alley.

"Puchi." With another scream, the gangster's dagger, which was stabbed out from the scapula, pierced into someone's body again.

With a muffled groan, the two men were stabbed together by a dagger and nailed to the brick wall of the alley.

Releasing his hand, Fang Can stared at the remaining three hooligans with a warm smile on his face: "If you don't accept my toast, you will have to drink a penalty. Now there are only three of you left."

"You, don't come over here."

Looking at their wailing companions, the three thugs wished they could run as far away as possible.

But behind him was a dead end made of stone walls. There was no room to hide. He could only watch the plague god approaching step by step.

……

Two minutes later, five hooligans who were beaten so badly that even their mothers could not recognize them fell to the ground in the dead end.

But Fang Can frowned as he looked at the gangster lying on the ground in front of him, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Because although the buff bestowed on him was reduced a lot, it did not completely disappear.

Obviously if we knock these guys down, the danger should be gone completely. Could it be that there are still potential dangers hidden around?

Fang Can looked around, and when he raised his eyes, it seemed as if he saw a majestic tiger sitting on the wall.

He was distracted for a moment, and then he saw a burly man standing on the wall, staring at him.

Just now, his intuition didn't even detect that there was someone around?
The moment the two looked at each other, Fang Can felt as if he was being stared at by a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex, and his whole body felt like it was being pricked by needles.

His intuition, which had just failed to work, was frantically reminding him of the danger of the person in front of him.

"Hmph." Suddenly, the big man raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and jumped lightly down from the top of the wall. The whole process was completely silent and no sound was made.

"You have never practiced martial arts." Looking at Fang Can, the big man asked the question in a firm tone.

"What's the problem? And who are you?"

As he spoke, Fang Can looked at the other person carefully.

He is 1.9 meters tall and has a sturdy build with a well-defined face. The well-tailored gown cannot hide his bulging muscles, and the delicate tiger-shaped embroidery can be vaguely seen on the lapel.

"Li Fengtian, the leader of the Tiger Demon Sect." The big man said as a matter of course, without explaining what the Tiger Demon Sect was, as if it was basic common sense.

"Tiger Demon Sect... I've never heard of it." Fang Can told the truth.

"I haven't heard of it..."

Li Fengtian's tone froze, looking at Fang Can's inappropriate clothing and short black hair: "It seems that you are definitely not from this county."

"Uncle Li, why are you asking so many questions? And you have been secretly spying on us. Do you want to avenge them?" Fang Can smiled and pointed at the five unconscious guys on the ground with his thumb.

"Who cares about these scum? I care about you now." As he spoke, Li Fengtian stared at Fang Can.

(End of this chapter)