Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 452 Since we can't agree on anything, let's fight!

'This building is sheltered from the wind!'

The cold wind swept past the majestic city walls of Kyoto, scattering the floating clouds and causing the clothes of the two men facing off to flutter in the wind.

Beneath the celestial canopy, Liu Qingmeng, dressed in a simple white gown, stood suspended in the void, her jade-like face frosty, yet her crystal eyes held a blank stare, as if witnessing absurdity.
She stared blankly at Jiang Ning'an's answer, her mind momentarily blank.

Is the disciple in front of her who keeps talking about "universal love" still the Jiang Ning'an with the pointed head she remembers?

How did they come up with the idea that the love of all beings is great love, while their own love is small love?
Fang Can is clearly her man, so he should be her private car!

Why should someone give up their private car and let all of humanity stand up and pedal? Is there something seriously wrong with them?
And what's the point of all humanity riding bicycles? Is Fang Can some kind of planetary engine that has come to life? Is he planning to wander the Earth?

For a moment, Liu Qingmeng even wondered: Who exactly taught this guy? How did he become a fourth-rank cultivator?

Oh, she was taught by me; the Asura Path technique I gave her enabled her to reach the fourth level...

That's okay...

Realizing that it was her own fault, Liu Qingmeng's anger vanished instantly, and she couldn't help but sigh, saying, "Ning'an, it is my fault. Don't be so stubborn."

Liu Qingmeng solemnly advised, "The two of us, one at the fifth level and the other at the fourth, should eliminate dissidents so that the two of us can monopolize Fang Can."

There's no reason for me to take money home, only to deposit it.

Although Jiejian Mountain is considered a prestigious and righteous sect, Liu Qingmeng is not so generous as to act for the common good.

At most, she could be a little more generous and have a three-way relationship with Jiang Ning'an and Fang Can, keeping Fang Can firmly by her side.

If Jiang Ning'an's current thinking is followed, with tens of millions of people competing to get a bed, it would be like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge. How long would it take for her to get a number?

Therefore, rather than choosing to improve by one point and eliminate a thousand people, Liu Qingmeng chose to eliminate a thousand people and improve by one point.

Faced with Liu Qingmeng's concession, Jiang Ning'an firmly shook her head and said, "Master, you can't be so selfish."

"It is better to share happiness than to enjoy it alone. Therefore, we should contribute Fang Can for the sake of universal love and to satisfy the loneliness of women all over the world."

"You are depriving women of the privilege of enjoying happiness for your own selfish desires."

"We should enjoy happiness first and then help our fellow countrymen around the world to enjoy happiness."

"Besides, wasn't it Master who approved of Fang Can experiencing the test of women in the first place? Now that he has successfully completed his training, why are you unhappy, Master?"

“How can they be the same?” Liu Qingmeng retorted directly. One is about teaching the younger generation, and the other is about finding a husband. The standards are different, so the methods are naturally different.

Now that she thinks about it, she realizes that she was the one who laid the foundation for Fang Can's path to the harem and the foundation for her disciple's universal love.

Silence fermented in the air, like a taut string.

On Liu Qingmeng's exquisite face, the expression shifted from blank to astonishment, from astonishment to burning anger, and finally settled on a cold rage.

Seeing Jiang Ning'an's stubbornness, Liu Qingmeng couldn't help but shake her head slowly, and said without continuing to persuade her, "Since this is your way, then use your strength to stop me."

"Since you are so stubborn, I won't go easy on you just because you're my apprentice. You'll just have to watch Fang Can live his whole life."

As she spoke, Liu Qingmeng raised her delicate hand.

A violent gust of wind suddenly ripped up the sky, splitting it into two distinct halves.

The powerful gale surged downwards, and if it landed on the ground, it would have pulverized all the buildings on the surface of a great country.

At this moment, Liu Qingmeng showed no mercy. Her fifth-level cultivation level crushed the fourth-level cultivation level, overwhelming Jiang Ning'an with sheer power, completely shattering Jiang Ning'an's resistance.

With a casual flick of the fan, Jiang Ning'an was sent flying thousands of miles away, and the aftershocks were enough to flatten millions of square kilometers of land below.

But before all these terrible consequences could occur, a fair, slender hand with distinct knuckles suddenly reached out.

As if ignoring the distance in space, it gently rested its hand on Liu Qingmeng's outstretched hand, calming the impending storm on the river.

"Hmph!" Liu Qingmeng suddenly pulled her hand away, her figure moving backward several feet like a streak of light, creating distance.

She sneered, looking at Fang Can, who was no longer as weak as she had been before their separation: "You finally came out. You've been listening for a long time, haven't you?"

Fang Can appeared silently between the two.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman before him, his dark robes accentuated his tall and imposing figure. A gentle smile, a mixture of reunion and helpless indulgence, graced his brows.

"Qingmeng, it's been a long time."

Upon hearing Fang Can call her name, a hint of tenderness unconsciously appeared in Liu Qingmeng's eyes, which immediately turned cold.

"Answer my question, do you want me or them?"

"Qingmeng, don't ask me such a difficult question."

Fang Can smiled and leaned close to him, saying, "If you truly care about me, then you've come at the perfect time."

But before she could get close, Liu Qingmeng took a step back, creating a clear distance between them:

"So, you're going to choose them?"

Her eyes, which had been searching for her husband, were filled with a cold, sharp light. Her delicate hand gripped the long sword tightly, as if she were about to kill him without regret. What she did depended entirely on Fang Can's next answer.

Looking helplessly at Liu Qingmeng, who remained unmoved by either soft or hard tactics, Fang Can sighed softly and said, "Qingmeng, you should understand that it wasn't me who chose them, but rather they who chose me."

"Now I am the universal ruler of the world, elected by all the people of the Yun Dynasty. Since the people have chosen to believe in me, I must set an example and help them make a living."

"As someone who has experienced it firsthand, you should naturally know that being infected with the AT field is a terrifying addiction that is absolutely impossible to eradicate."

Fang Can sighed softly, "A day or two is fine, but if it goes on for too long, I'm afraid it will have unimaginable consequences. I can't bear to see all living beings suffer, so..."

"So you're just going to keep doing this?" Liu Qingmeng said coldly.

Fang Can looked innocent and did not answer.

What else can we do?
This thing should only belong to him; it is rarely heard of in the human world.

There is only one of its kind in the whole world; there is nothing else like it.

Besides, he's not that green-haired turtle, the Broken Dream Taoist.

Even if there is a substitute, it is impossible to give away what has been a relationship with oneself to someone else, so one can only suffer in silence alone.

It can only be said that Fang Can was fortunate enough to have enough power to protect himself and the ability to suppress his own charm.

If this kind of powerful charm were in any ordinary world without extraordinary abilities, he would have been locked in a basement like Tomie, becoming a male succubus whose story would be passed down through generations.

Or perhaps a holy war might break out in order to seize Fang Can's Holy Grail.

Looking at Fang Can's innocent face, Liu Qingmeng felt a surge of anger.

The next instant, he swung his long sword out, but Fang Can reached out and easily blocked it.

Fang Can gently gripped the longsword with his right hand, his eyes filled with an inescapable helplessness.

At this moment, Liu Qingmeng was furious. Her cold phoenix eyes, tinged with anger, stared at the man before her and questioned him:
"Are you going to attack me?" "Qingmeng, we are both martial artists."

Fang Can gripped his longsword and looked at the stunningly beautiful woman before him:
"Those who can cultivate to the fifth level have wills that are as unshakable as high mountains and solid rocks in the eyes of ordinary people. They are all crazy old men and women with deep obsessions."

"In this situation, only brainwashing or amnesia can change your will."

"But there is only one irrefutable truth that every martial artist will agree on, and that is force!"

"No matter how correct the theory is, without the protection of absolute military force, it is just like a mirage, an unrealistic dream."

"When two martial artists cannot convince each other of their philosophies, they can only use their fists to determine who is superior!"

As Fang Can spoke, a fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Can suddenly appeared in front of Liu Qingmeng as if he had teleported, crossing the red line she had drawn earlier.

Then, a figure carrying a weighty pressure like the starry sky stood close to her!

Without a word, Fang Can thrust his right fist straight out, striking Liu Qingmeng hard in the abdomen.

boom--

Compared to Fang Can's power, Liu Qingmeng, who had just consolidated her fifth-level realm, was worlds apart.

Liu Qingmeng felt a blur before her eyes, and an overwhelming, indescribable, terrifying force, as heavy as if it were carrying the entire galaxy, struck her unsuspecting lower abdomen!

Completely unable to resist, in the next instant, Liu Qingmeng's body was bent into a shrimp-like shape.

She felt as if a star had exploded in her abdomen, her mouth slightly open, and an uncontrollable trickle of saliva slid down her chin.

Even her proud, firm breasts heaved violently, revealing the immense impact she was experiencing.

This punch, devoid of any fancy moves and returning to simplicity, contained an absolute power difference that was utterly overwhelming.

Liu Qingmeng's beautiful eyes widened, her pupils filled with disbelief and horror, clearly indicating that she had misjudged the gap between the two sides.

At this point, the difference in military strength between the two sides, which was at least hundreds of thousands of times greater, was like an insurmountable chasm between immortals and mortals.

With a single strike, under Fang Can's mental infusion, Liu Qingmeng's entire power and realm were completely sealed, instantly reducing her to an ordinary woman.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Qingmeng lost all ability to resist.

Fang Can's right hand remained extended, his eyes deep and calm, and within his clenched fist flowed a power deeper than the Milky Way:

Words are like smoke, and principles are like the wind. No matter how firm one's resolve may be, if it cannot withstand the crushing force of this iron fist... it will ultimately become like smoke and wind.

"Only absolute force can resolve all conflicts in the world."

Fang Can's voice was calm, yet carried an unquestionable absolute authority.

It's wishful thinking to expect a woman to willingly accept her man having a harem.

Therefore, Fang Can never expected to change Liu Qingmeng's mind through talk therapy.

After all, there are very few people like Jiang Ning'an who have reached the fourth level of the Asura path.

All his previous statements were merely declarations of war.

In fact, even Liu Qingmeng initially planned to forcibly abduct Fang Can at the fifth level of cultivation, lock up the bus, and use it for private purposes.

Unfortunately, Fang Can's strength has grown significantly in the past six months, which has led to the current difference in the offensive and defensive dynamics between the two.

"Qingmeng, the reason you chatted with me before was because you felt you didn't have the strength to defeat me, right?"

Fang Can, carrying the helpless Liu Qingmeng on his shoulder, asked her a question, but only received her stubborn silence.

Fang Can remained calm in response, showing no remorse for Liu Qingmeng's non-resistance and silence.

How did our ancestors, the primitive humans of prehistoric times, find mates?

Naturally, if he saw something he liked, he would strike the woman on the back of the head with a stick, knock her unconscious, and then drag her back to the cave.

Looking back now, I realize that the methods of careful selection by our ancestors were truly effective (not really).
Fang Can gently weighed the beautiful woman on his shoulder and smiled, "Qingmeng, it seems that I am now stronger in martial arts. Between you and me, the male is naturally stronger than the female."

"Over the next three days and nights, I will convince you with facts and I will definitely make you change your mind."

As he spoke, Fang Can had already stirred up a gust of wind and was rushing downwards. Now that he had met his wife again after half a year apart, he was naturally eager to see her.

Meanwhile, watching Fang Can defeat Liu Qingmeng with powerful methods, a hint of excitement flashed in Jiang Ning'an's eyes.

Even though she accepted Liu Qingmeng's decision to leave her the "Greenery" cultivation technique, she still harbored resentment.

So at that moment, Fang Can's punch hit her right in the heart.

Watching the other person's departing figure, Jiang Ning'an couldn't wait to follow, hoping to be able to watch from the sidelines and increase her sense of participation.

But in the next instant, a large hand that had been extended from the heart suddenly reached out and grabbed Jiang Ning'an's graceful body, pulling her down towards the palace below.

This reminded him that Jiang Ning'an's arrival was perfectly timed; he should come along too.

If Liu Qingmeng wants to eat, Jiang Ning'an naturally needs to eat too; only then can they be considered healthy.

Only by eating all kinds of beauties can one strengthen the body. He had a good appetite, so he simply ate the two of them together like a big dog!

So over the next three days, Qingmeng and Ning'an witnessed what the most dazzling and oppressive atmosphere in history was like.

When you open your eyes, it's daytime; when you close them, it's nighttime. Just like sunlight passing through the darkness, it never stops.

From day to night, even the concept of time is smoothed out, and one is in a state of extreme madness at all times.

After more than four hundred chapters of effort, Jiang Ning'an finally won over Fang Can. Congratulations!

As for Liu Qingmeng?

In the first few seconds, of course there was resistance, but after that all that was left was shouting.

But after an incense stick's time, he completely gave in. As for the remaining three days?

We have no choice but to accept it!

In any case, three days later, Fang Can sat calmly on the dragon throne in the palace, with countless people lying in front of him, a scene of carnage.

Liu Qingmeng and Jiang Ning'an sat obediently on his lap, looking completely submissive.

The reason for not continuing was, of course, because the three-month period had already passed.

Before long, the two worlds will be swapped, and he will naturally return to the present world.

'A superpowered being from the universe?' Fang Can thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)