Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 413 A Master of the Galgame Genre!!! [6000 words today]

"This...how is this possible!"

The composure on the face of the Broken Dream Taoist vanished completely, replaced by an incredulous astonishment.

The "green world and turbid current" that he relied on to achieve his path was so easily torn apart and ignored by the other party! The "truth" that he was so proud of appeared so fragile and ridiculous in the face of the other party's domineering will.

How could anyone possibly resist the allure of being cuckolded?
"Fool, how could your weak mental strength, as feeble as a caterpillar's, possibly distort my will?" Fang Can's tone was icy, his eyes revealing nothing but disdain.

The so-called "Green Heart" of the Broken Dream Taoist is simply giving away one's own resources to others. To put it bluntly, it's caused by one's own weakness and insufficient time and ability.

It's like someone conducting an in-depth study of the books on a certain forum, and finding that the male protagonists in those "green" (green) novels all suffer from muscular dystrophy.

Perhaps it is because of physical weakness that they are unable to satisfy their partners, so they can only place their hopes on others to satisfy them and gain spiritual comfort in this way.

But in front of Fang Can, who possesses an AT field, even if he claims to be second to none in the multiverse, others would probably be shocked to see who is so awesome as to have taken Fang Can's number one spot.

Therefore, at this moment, the Broken Dream Daoist is using the Green Man's heart to measure the belly of the AT field!

Even in Thunderfire Sword, Fang Can is the top-tier blond character. The so-called "realism" of the muscularly weak cuckold man, Shattered Dream Taoist, is nothing more than the lament of the incompetent!
At this moment, Fang Can stared coldly at the so-called aggrieved master, Green Slave, with his Purple Diamond Sword already drawn from his waist.

The sword lightly sliced ​​across the fingertips, leaving behind wisps of golden blood.

According to the information obtained from the Rotten King, unless the longsword is stained with blood, it is impossible to break through the Broken Dream Daoist's defense.

The moment he saw the blood-stained sword, the Broken Dream Daoist's eyes narrowed sharply, and his previous composure vanished completely.

'How could that be? It just so happens that the blood was stained with a sword; this is no coincidence!'

The Broken Dream Daoist pondered without a trace of wishful thinking, his expression becoming completely serious.

He originally thought that even if he couldn't beat Fang Can in terms of raw strength, he could still use this to hold out until the return time arrived. He never expected that his most treasured secret would be discovered.

tear-

All that remained was a ring of air that had exploded due to the excessive speed.

Fang Can's speed surpassed the limits of visual perception. The Purple Diamond Sword transformed into a purple lightning bolt that tore through space, carrying a killing intent that could freeze even the soul, and pierced straight at the brow of the Dream Shatterer!
The Dream Shatterer was terrified. At the critical moment of life and death, a layer of pale white light with a metallic texture, visible to the naked eye, instantly covered his entire body.

The flowing light seemed to contain a passive rule of "absolute invulnerability," and it was this inheritance that made him immune to the vast majority of physical attacks.

Ding--!
A piercing, tooth-grinding screech exploded! The tip of the Purple Diamond Sword struck the pale white light with perfect precision.

The radiance that was originally immune to all attacks was easily pierced by Zi Ling, and then the Broken Dream Daoist felt a continuous stinging pain between his eyebrows.

He knew it was the stinging sensation of Fang Canzi Ling's sword tip slowly piercing the skin between his eyebrows.

Almost just before Fang Can's longsword pierced his brow, the pale glow transformed into a dazzling, emerald-green light.

[The cuckoldry is unfolding!!!]

Then, as if entering a virtual state in a game, Fang Can's figure passed right through the body of the Broken Dream Daoist, and even absolute contact could not interfere.

"You used some kind of fixed inheritance that made it impossible for me to dodge just now, didn't you, kid?" Shattered Dream Daoist sneered. "Then try to break through the Asura Path sacrificial artifact."

As the Broken Dream Daoist spoke, the entire world was turned upside down in his eyes. A verdant light covered the entire world, making it seem as if he had entered another independent space-time.

As the Broken Dream Daoist spoke, countless beautiful women who had been shaken from his robes appeared one by one between him and Fang Can.

Every time a stunningly beautiful woman appeared, the distance between Fang Can and the Broken Dream Daoist was forcibly increased by one meter.

In the blink of an eye, a distance of a thousand meters had been created between Fang Can and the Broken Dream Daoist.

During this time, Fang Can tried to get closer to the Broken Dream Daoist, but the distance between the two seemed to be anchored.

Whether Fang Can manipulates space or approaches at lightning speed, the distance between the two remains at a thousand meters. Even if Fang Can cleaves a ten-thousand-meter-long crack with his sword, the opponent will still be eleven thousand meters away.

'The sacrificial artifact of the Asura Path... is the Crimson Shattered Dream Heaven!'

Fang Can's mind raced, and he recognized the artifact almost instantly: the Asura Path's prized treasure, a fifth-tier artifact—[Crimson Shattered Dream Heaven].

The so-called Crimson Shattered Dream Heaven is a top-tier defensive artifact of the Asura Path, which cannot be easily broken by anyone but a handsome man.

Its principle is closely related to the user. It requires a beautiful and truly loving person as the activation condition. For each lover sacrificed, the absolute distance between oneself and the enemy increases by one meter.

During this period, no attack can break through this distance, making it an absolutely invincible defensive magic weapon.

There is only one way to break the distance increased by the sacrificial vessel!
He then transforms into a minotaur!

When this Shattered Dream Heaven is activated, it requires a sacrifice from someone who is truly in love. Since that's the case, all you need to do is shatter his pure love. For every person you kill, the distance between you and them will shrink by one meter, until finally the concept of absolute distance completely disappears.

Otherwise, you can only wait seven days until the expiration period ends and the effect is automatically lifted.

In ancient times, the Asura Path was attacked by several fifth-level War Gods of Pure Love because its ideology was too heaven-defying. It was with this move that they managed to hold off those fifth-level War Gods for a whole month.

"Seven days is just the right time for me to leave. No matter how powerful this kid is, he won't be able to break through this thousand-meter barrier." The Broken Dream Daoist sneered inwardly.

At this moment, he was separated from Fang Can by a thousand stunningly beautiful women who genuinely cared for him.

Even if Fang Can is a legendary master in the Galgame field, capable of conquering one game a day.

That won't be over for another three years, and he'll have already returned to the Main God Space long before then.

Unfortunately, Sui Meng was unaware that the most oppressive force in history that she was facing was actually a device that could be described as having a hypnotic phone!

Back in reality, Fang Can was in the Shattered Dream Heaven, looking at the thousand stunning beauties blocking his way from the Shattered Dream Daoist.

"One, two, three... one thousand?"

Fang Can's gaze swept over the densely packed group of women in front of him, each with a different appearance but all filled with love for the Broken Dream Daoist, and a dangerously wicked smile appeared on his lips:

"Tsk, I didn't realize you were so good at accumulating wealth. A human walking cuckold collector?"

The Daoist of Shattered Dreams stood a thousand meters away, his green robes fluttering, a mocking expression of absolute certainty on his face:

"Fang Can, how does it feel? This is the reality of being cuckolded that you'll never experience!"

"Savor it slowly! Once the work is done in seven days, I will return to the Nightmare Space, gather my old friends from the martial world, and make a comeback. That will be the time of your demise and the destruction of your dynasty that cowers in this realm! Hahaha..."

His laughter was maniacal, filled with the pleasure of revenge and an obsessive confidence in his own "Tao".

"Heh." Fang Can's only response was a contemptuous sneer, looking at the Broken Dream Daoist with a strange expression: "You said... you want to compete with me in strategy?"

After saying that, he didn't even bother to look at the Broken Dream Daoist again, and his gaze fell directly on the stunningly beautiful woman with orange hair and a scholarly air who was closest to him.

The latter's eyes are empty, filled with an imposed infatuation, but deep in their souls is an attachment to shattered dreams. This is the foundation of the existence of "Scarlet Shattered Dreams"—their true feelings.

As the two men talked, the women gradually came to their senses, looking around in confusion, not understanding what was happening.

Before this, the moment they fell deeply in love with Broken Dream, their consciousness had already been sealed by him, incorporated into his robes, and prepared to be given to others.

"Let's start with you." Fang Can's voice carried an undeniable, bewitching charm.

There was no unnecessary talk, not even any prelude.

Fang Can reached out with his right hand and grabbed the other person's lotus root-like white left arm, pulling him towards her.

"What do you want to do?" The woman in the orange ancient style was a little panicked. Looking at the handsome white-haired man in front of her, she subconsciously tried to struggle.

"I apologize for offending you, young lady. I must make you fall in love with me from now on."

Fang Can sighed, pressed his right palm against the back of the other person's head, and gently pressed his lips against it.

"Huh?!" The woman's empty eyes widened suddenly, her pupils contracting sharply!
That was not a simple mental invasion, but a declaration of absolute existence!

It was as if a deity from the heavens had lowered their gaze to the mortal realm, carrying with them a majestic divine power mixed with a burning possessiveness capable of melting everything.

The forced love spell and love-locking technique that the Broken Dream Taoist had placed deep within her mind... melted and disintegrated the moment they came into contact with this will, just like the lingering snow under the blazing sun!
As the number one furnace cauldron, Fang Can's charm has been increasing day by day with the improvement of his cultivation level, and has reached an unprecedented level.

Or rather, at this moment, Fang Can embodies the concept of "Yang" in the entire martial arts world, and is the most beautiful existence in the entire martial arts world.

Women, being of the "yin" element, are automatically attracted at first glance and subconsciously want to get closer.

To avoid the absurd situation of trying to win over every woman in the martial arts world through a live stream, Fang Can has always suppressed his charm, remaining within the realm of what humans consider handsome.

If Fang Can were in her most charming state, any ordinary woman would be instantly captivated by her irresistible allure at first sight.

When the Federation was broadcasting live and fighting Carter, if Fang Can hadn't suppressed his damned charm, half the population of the entire planet would have been unconditionally controlled by Fang Can's charm.

At that moment, with a simple kiss from Fang Can, the orange-haired woman in ancient style lost all her love for the Taoist priest who had shattered dreams.

On the contrary, a more prominent, more domineering, and more unyielding figure, with a resolute attitude of shattering the shackles of the past, was forcibly imprinted in the deepest part of her heart...

(End of this chapter)