Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 524 Dialogue Eight Turns!

"Hello, are you Mr. Lok, a director of Lotte Home Furnishings?"

During the 30-minute break in the competition caused by his skillful use of the equipment, Fang Can made calls to the audience members who were opening the boxes at the scene.

"Who are you? How did you get my number?" the man on the other end of the phone asked, frowning.

"I am on the opposing side in today's Imperial Debate. There is an employee of your company in the audience, so I would like to ask you for a favor."

"You want me to vote for you? Don't even think about it."

"Don't you plan to use us for publicity?" Fang Can said, "After all, notorious traitors like us are hard to find."

"impossible!!!"

The man on the other end of the phone refused without hesitation: "Helping you would be going against the Empire directly. Do you think my reputation isn't good enough?"

"Besides, even if I wanted to advertise, wouldn't it be more effective for me to go directly to a reputable company like Zhengpai?"

"Heh, Mr. Le, it seems you don't understand the current situation." Fang Can sneered after hearing this, "It's not me begging you, it's you begging me."

"What do you mean?" The man was stunned. What kind of explanation was this?

"If you don't vote for me, then this traitor will have to advertise for you!"

Fang Can said sarcastically, "You wouldn't want your product advertisement to be read out by a rebel who opposes the empire, would you?"

"My mouth is on my body, do you think you can control what I don't say?"

"You—" The man was furious, shocked by Fang Can's shamelessness.

I've heard of people not advertising, but I've never heard of someone forcing others to advertise.

The problem is that if this advertisement is read aloud, it will definitely generate a lot of negative publicity, and the company may be shut down by the empire that very day, on the grounds that it hired a disgraced celebrity as a spokesperson.

Seeing that the threat had been delivered, Fang Can's voice suddenly softened:

"Don't worry, if you agree, I will not only stop reading your ads, but I can also read your competitors' ads to you instead."

The man looked bewildered: "The rival?"

"That's right. Since you don't want to be publicized, I believe your rivals don't want to be either."

"If I promote the amazing Xiaoyun Xiaobing during the competition, wouldn't you have a perfectly legitimate reason to attack your opponent?"

"This..." The man hesitated.

"I don't have much time left. If you don't agree, then I'll have no choice but to promote you in the competition and fight to the death."

"At that time, I believe your adversary will be very surprised by this unexpected gift," Fang Can said, using a combination of persuasion and pressure.

After a brief hesitation, the man had no choice but to grit his teeth and agree: "Okay, I'll have my employees vote for you right now, and then fire him."

"No need to rush. Just in case, have your employees vote for me one last time. I'm confident I can get more votes without any external interference."

Fang Can pondered for a moment and said, "If I have the advantage, he might not even have to throw, and could act as a hidden player."

……

Returning to the present, looking at the undeniable 60 votes for the opposing side above their heads, the judges and directors on the affirmative side were all stunned, their minds momentarily frozen.

When the vote count reached 60, the countdown clock had run out in the last minute, and the outcome was decided!

Shu Nengzhiqiao, Fang Can, Qi Zhibai, and Shaoguang felt a sudden lightness in their bodies.

Although the power remained unchanged, it was as if some invisible shackles were slowly being untied.

Qi Zhibai felt the changes in his body and said happily, "The restraint is loosening little by little. Although the power has not returned, the upper limit that restricts us has disappeared."

"Haha, you can win by doing nothing!"

After skillfully rising from the ground, he exclaimed with delight, and then slowly stood up.

The bloodstains and disheveled appearance on his body vanished and evaporated at a visible speed, leaving his skin smooth and clean beneath his tattered clothes, without even a single bruise.
After all, as mentioned before, although the power disappeared, the insights and experience of the seventh level returned to normal.

After the cap is removed, the group can easily return to their perfect state by modifying their genes.

With such near-fundamental control over the physical body, repairing this kind of mortal-level injury is simpler than breathing.

Seeing their wounds healing rapidly with incredible skill, the four men on the opposing side turned deathly pale, sensing that their days were numbered.

Meanwhile, through the eccentric earpiece, the director's roar could be heard continuously: "What's with the extra votes? The opposing side absolutely cannot win this match."

Backstage in the studio, the director roared, "Change the vote count immediately and lock out everyone else's voting rights! Make sure the affirmative side—"

"Boom——!!!"

Before the director could finish speaking, a deafening explosion occurred!

The sturdy alloy dome of the studio was blown away by an unimaginable force, as if it were made of paper!
The blinding sunlight, like a sharp sword, poured down from the sky without obstruction, illuminating the flying metal scraps and dust, as well as the countless faces below, contorted with extreme fear.

Through that huge gap, everyone saw a scene that made them shudder: a skilled figure hovered above the city sky, and with just one muscular arm that flowed with a pale golden light, he powerfully lifted up the Imperial Television main building, which symbolized the majesty of the empire and was hundreds of meters tall!

The entire skyscraper in his hands was as light and airy as a child's building blocks!

Within seconds, the user skillfully restored their realm to the first level, hovering in the air, supporting the top floor of the building with one arm, and looking at the director with a mocking gaze.

"director?"

The skilled voice, though not loud, pierced through layers of barriers like thunder, striking precisely into the control room:

"Was that you, you old dog, who was just yelling in the headset about changing the vote, locking the vote, and saying 'the opposition absolutely cannot win'?"

The director slumped in front of the control panel, his face ashen, his crotch instantly soaked with sweat.

The previous pretense, forbearance, and frustration at being beaten by ordinary people all transformed into a tangible, suffocating, and chilling killing intent that swept through the entire studio.

Outside, the Imperial Guards' guns kept bombarding him, but they could only turn into flat pieces of metal that slid down to the ground with a clanging sound.

"call out--"

The sound of something tearing through the air was shrill! With practiced skill, he suddenly swung his arm, and the heavy, mountain-like Imperial Television building was actually hurled out of the atmosphere!

The massive building, propelled by terrifying acceleration, rubbed against the air, leaving a long, orange-red trail of flame, like a shooting star moving in reverse, before vanishing instantly into the horizon, leaving only a huge void in the sky above the city and countless horrified gazes.

Immediately afterwards, he flashed into the control room as if by teleportation.

A steel-like hand reached out and precisely gripped the director's obese neck, as if lifting a chicken to be slaughtered.

With his other hand, he made a grabbing motion in the air, and several Jinyiwei leaders who had attacked him earlier were also pulled to his side by an invisible force.

"You dare repeat what you said before?" Shu Nengzhiqiao said coldly as he landed in front of the director.

This power is like that of immortals and gods, which is far too advanced for an ordinary planet that has not yet developed a cultivation system.

The director stared in horror at the elusive Shu Nengzhiqiao in the sky, a stark contrast to the man who had been brutally beaten just half an hour earlier.

Fang Can calmly advised, "Brother Shu, restrain your power and don't drag innocent people into this. Just punish the ringleaders." "Don't worry, I know," Shu Nengzhiqiao sneered. "This empire is too evil. Now that my power has returned, it's only natural to carry out a great purge from top to bottom."

"We will never wrongly kill any good person, nor will we wrongly let any bad person go free!"

Having said that, Shu Nengzhiqiao had already grabbed the Imperial Guards and the director on the spot, and grinned maliciously, saying, "I'll take you for a spin in outer space!"

Fang Can didn't care about the venting of Shu Nengzhi's narrow escape from death.

He raised his head slightly, his gaze seemingly piercing through the ruins of the studio and reaching into the void of a higher and farther dimension.

hum-

An indescribable, invisible fluctuation originating from the level of rules descended.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no dazzling energy light.

Under Fang Can's calm gaze, the four people on the positive side, along with the timelines of each of their existences, seemed to have been erased by a conceptual eraser.

It was silently and completely erased from this dimension.

The four figures, who were in despair just a second ago, mysteriously disappeared the next second.

The seats were empty, as if they had never existed.

Absolute, thorough, and utterly annihilating, leaving not a trace of information behind! This is the final judgment of the Eighth Rank Death Will upon the losers!
"call……"

Qi Zhibai took a deep breath and looked around at the chaotic scene that resembled a storm: "Finally... it's over."

"Yes, it's over," Shaoguang sighed.

His gaze fell on Fang Can, filled with sincere admiration: "Thanks to Brother Fang Po... if it weren't for your... well, astonishing methods, we would probably have become the dead souls under the Eighth Rank Death Qi."

Thinking of the Hakimi chorus and the labeling of witnesses, the corner of his mouth still twitched slightly.

Fang Can simply smiled and did not take credit for it.

He walked to the edge of the enormous gaping hole in the sky, torn open by sheer skill, the cool morning breeze ruffling his snow-white hair. He gazed down at the vast, twisted, fictitious imperial capital below.

Skyscrapers stand tall, neon lights flash, yet a deep-seated sense of oppression and decay permeates the air. Skillful manipulation is wreaking havoc in the city's skies, and terrifying energy fluctuations, like punitive whips, precisely lash out at the true cancers of the empire.

Elite neighborhoods, secret prisons, criminal research institutes...

The flames and black smoke from the explosion shot into the sky in several directions, accompanied by faint screams of terror, like a death knell tolling for this empire.

"Now that this matter is settled, I should be leaving." Fang Can withdrew his gaze, his tone calm.

"Brother Fangpo, are you leaving already?" Qi Zhibai said, "Why don't you come and play in my universe for a while?"

"Yes, Brother Bai left his coordinates in the martial world. I will definitely pay you a visit when I have some free time." Fang Can nodded and said, as he spoke, his previously suppressed power was fully restored.

"Brother Fangpo, you're in such a hurry, where are you headed next?" Shaoguang asked.

"Breaking through to the sixth level!" Fang Can replied simply.

White lacquer: ? ? ?

Shaoguang: ? ? ?
What ingenious scheme is tormenting the empire's high command from afar?
"Brother Fang, are you kidding me? What do you mean by breaking through to the sixth level?" Shao Guang asked in astonishment.

"Literally speaking, although I'm hanging out with you guys, I'm actually only at the fifth level right now. I plan to find a cosmic connection and then break through to the sixth level," Fang Can explained simply.

"Five turns..." The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

"Brother Fang, please stop joking..." Shao Guang forced a smile, but when he saw Fang Can's indifferent gaze, he forced a smile.

"real?!"

"real."

This time, the seventh-rank cultivators couldn't laugh anymore; they stared at Fang Can with strange looks.

They're so much stronger than them, yet they're still only at the fifth level. All my seventh-level advancements have been for nothing.

The question is, how exactly did Fang Can do that?
Could it be a descendant of someone who has reached the eighth or ninth level of cultivation?

After hesitating for a moment, Qi Zhibai said, "Since Brother Fang wants to break through to the sixth level, have you already chosen a universe to connect with? I have a good independent universe here for Brother Fang to choose from."

"It's already been found. Once the connection is complete, we can successfully break through. There's no need for Brother Bai to trouble himself."

As Fang Can spoke, his expression shifted, sensing a strange change emanating from the higher-dimensional spacetime.

The deathly aura of the Eightfold Cycle, which had been swirling and sealing off the entire universe, began to melt away like the first snow.

Shao Guang judged, "It seems that we have broken the obsession of the Eighth Rank, so the death energy that was no longer attached to it has begun to disintegrate."

Just as the group was talking, a ray of mysterious light emerged from the core of the collapsing death energy, penetrating dimensions and piercing through Fang Can's brow.

The next instant, amidst the astonished and worried gazes of those around him, Fang Can's body was directly absorbed into the death energy and vanished without a trace.

……

In the void, in the darkness, Fang Can stood surrounded by deathly aura.

Here, it's as if a world is evolving within it, and Fang Can, in the third person, sees a growth trajectory that has gone through eight turns.

The man's name was Ji Ran, and he was born on a continent in the Endless Sea of ​​the Martial World.

From birth, he was exceptionally gifted, displaying extraordinary talent in martial arts from a young age, and entered the Dao in one fell swoop through the [Perception] method, stepping into the first stage.

In Ji Ran's worldview, the entire world is born from imagination, which is idealism and thought.

But where will the world end?

After some investigation, he came to understand his own worldview.

The world dies because of witnessing; the more it witnesses, the closer it gets to death!

But the closer one gets to danger in martial arts, the more powerful one becomes.

Having figured this out, Ji Ran decisively entered the Dao through verification, thereby frantically increasing his strength.

Thanks to his improved level of forensic skills over the years, his strength has progressed from Level 1 to Level 8.

But if you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet.

After the eighth transformation, he crashed and burned in this fictitious empire.

"So, you are Ji Ran?" Fang Can, standing at the center of the deathly aura, looked at the pale soul before him.

"Ji Ran has already died because of his forensic work. Now I am just a stubborn resentment."

The spirit smiled and said, "After talking with you, I've almost gotten rid of all my troubles and disappeared completely."

(End of this chapter)