Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 219 Knowledge is power!

At the scene, Fang Can did nothing as he watched Xiang Yincheng instantly possessed from the river of blood.

On his bracelets and anklets, which were created with the forbidden character method and had a slightly evil temperament, there were ancient and prosperous patterns made up of countless special characters.

The forbidden word method generated by all the light of his mind can not only prohibit the power of concepts.

Kung Fu, memory, emotions, even body, spirit, life...

Everything you own can be mortgaged in exchange for high amounts of power.

Of course, all of the above only exist in Fang Can’s beautiful fantasy.

Fang Can’s current ability to seal himself is far from outrageous, but it is enough to deal with a second-level cultivator.

Amid Xiang Yincheng's ugly expression, the aura emanating from Fang Can was increasing at an alarming rate!

[Y-Divine Mantra] Ban

[Evil Tiger Body] Banned

[Fire Spear Technique] Banned

[Seventy-two Overlord Spears] Banned

[Sky-supporting One Pillar Form] Banned

……

From the time Fang Can came to this day, he has seen countless techniques and moves, almost thousands.

Some of them are crude, some are exquisite, some are masculine, and some are feminine, and it is simply impossible to use them in a battle.

That being the case.

Just integrate all the useless skills into your body, and use them to fight with you in another form!

now.

knowledge is power!

Three meters, five meters, ten meters, twenty meters...

Around Fang Can, as his strength increased, the AT force field linked to Fang Can's physical fitness began to expand rapidly.

The force field, which was only three meters in radius in its original basic state, now covers an area of dozens of meters.

Just by relying on the momentum at this moment, Xiang Yincheng could vaguely hear the roar of the ancient wild beast.

"Damn it, I just don't believe that my three hundred years of savings in Yangyan City after my second transformation can't compete with you, who has just entered the first transformation."

Xiang Yincheng’s face was as gloomy as water, and the sea of blood above his head gathered into a ball.

Then countless tentacles made of blood spread out from it and attacked Fang Can.

Every drop of blood here was obtained from the monthly blood donations he required from all the citizens of Yangyan City after he became the lord of the city.

In order to expand his power, he promoted a large number of policies to encourage childbirth, pushing the population of an ordinary medium-sized city in ancient times to a full 500 million.

After 300 years of accumulation, the sea of blood behind him is enough for him to be reborn tens of thousands of times in the second level.

But it didn't work...

Looking at the dense blood-red tentacles coming towards here with great force in the distance.

The kinetic acceleration of each one is enough to tear a crack hundreds of meters long in the earth and stir up a cloud of dust.

"With only three hundred years of accumulation, your chips are not even enough to get on the table."

Fang Can spoke in a calm tone, without avoiding the question, and placed the final bet.

Sacrifice all your defenses!
Blood volume: 0.1
Power: 1000
Speed: 1000
Defense: 0
Strength: 1000
Blood recovery ability: 0
……

After sacrificing all his defense, Fang Can's power was completely maximized.

Millions of tons of power flow through his body, and with a single punch, half the street would be reduced to ruins.

But at this moment, Fang Can has reached his most vulnerable moment.

Because any attack hitting him would be like hitting the air, exploding his million-ton body.

For an ordinary person, even the slightest scratch would be fatal.

Even a stronger wind would be enough to torture him to death.

This is an extremely contradictory thing.

Because according to the real physical universe, strength, speed and defense are linked. Without a good physique, how can you use a million tons of strength?

But don’t forget, for idealistic martial arts, the universe needs to give way.

Fang Can’s character at this moment can be regarded as a game character with a health of 1, a defense of 0, and a strength of 999.

As long as you are not hit by the attack, it doesn't matter how you deal damage, but if you are hit, you will die.

Looking at the tentacles all over the sky, Fang Can's AT force field was like a wind-fixing bead, freezing the entire world.

As long as you are wrapped in the at force field, you don't need to worry about the reaction force caused by high-speed movement by relying on force conduction.

As for those bloody tentacles all over the sky?
Next time, Fang Can won’t let them hit him!
Boom!

Just by lightly tapping the ground with the tip of his toes, a huge hole hundreds of meters in diameter was immediately torn open on the spot.

Fang Can's body disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The distance of hundreds of meters between the two sides was almost within reach for Fang Can at this moment.

Xiang Yincheng couldn't see how Fang Can moved at all.

It only took a moment, because of the huge damage caused by Fang Can's movement.

Each tentacle was shattered into pieces in an instant, and then blown back in the strong wind.

But at this moment Xiang Yincheng could not care about anything else.

Because his eyes could only barely see, Fang Can's blurry figure appeared in front of him as if teleporting.

In front of him, Fang Can clenched his right fist and stretched his bent arm backwards little by little, like a stretched spring, constantly accumulating energy.

'Crunch! Crunch!'

It was obvious that at this moment, both of them were moving faster than their voices.

But looking at Fang Can's clenched right fist and the rapidly bulging arm muscles.

Xiang Yincheng seemed to hear the sound of the muscles in Fang Can's flesh and blood, which were harder than steel wires, stirring tightly.

Then, punch—

Fang Can's right fist hit Xiang Yincheng's head hard.

Unable to sustain even a moment, his head exploded like a watermelon crushed by a hundred-ton king.

Immediately, Fang Can’s right punch, which involved his life, defense, knowledge, and everything else, did not end.

A red air wave more than ten meters thick rushed out along Fang Can's right fist.

The wantonly venting air wave shattered Xiang Yincheng's body in an instant, and mixed with the red high temperature caused by the friction of the air, it smashed into the thing in front of him.

The moment of contact, a large amount of blood was evaporated.

In the blood-colored steam, Xiang Yincheng's number of resurrections dropped sharply by nearly a thousand times.

The power of just one ordinary punch evaporated all the chips that Xiang Yincheng had accumulated over the past thirty years.

But for Fang Can, this was just a very ordinary full-strength punch, just one punch.

For a physical warrior, what's so difficult about throwing a punch?
Just follow up with another punch after the first one.

Without stopping, Fang Can's figure disappeared and reappeared as he watched Xiang Yincheng preparing to resurrect in the sea of blood.

Still accumulating strength and punching.

But this time, what awaited Xiang Yincheng were dozens, hundreds, thousands of blood-colored shock waves.

Those were Fang Can's punches from different directions.

They were clearly punching one after the other, but because they moved too fast.

The gust of air hit the sea of blood almost at the same time.

In the process of rebirth, he felt that the whole world was against him.

Countless pressure came from above, under my feet and all around me.

Three seconds, just less than three seconds.

Amid the intense pressure and heat, everything calmed down.

Fang Can held a piece of blood crystal the size of a human head in his hand, and inside it was a stone soaked in Xiang Yincheng's blood.

(End of this chapter)