Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 548 [The Immortal Formula]! Mathematical Martial Arts!

Boom——

As Fang Shuyue led Fang Can into this world, the girl immediately felt her entire body suddenly sink!
Countless laws of the world constantly entangled her body, eroding everything about her.

The power that was originally enough to destroy the sea of ​​stars could only barely keep the body from being crushed to death by the pressure under the influence of gravity.

The spatial laws that can be easily manipulated are like an impenetrable steel barrier.

The once vibrant and energetic will becomes heavy under the pull of reality, replaced by a loss of emotional control.

Fear, dependence, anxiety and other emotions are amplified and distorted countless times, almost breaking through the dam of reason.

In a short moment, Fang Shuyue's power, which had reached the eighth level, became so heavy under the ever-increasing pressure that she could hardly even fly!

You should know that a tiny mosquito in this world is a monster that can easily be transformed into a seventh-level monster in the ordinary world.

Fang Shuyue's size is hundreds of thousands of times larger than a mere mosquito, so she is naturally more oppressed by the world.

In fact, if Fang Can hadn't been there to protect Fang Shuyue with his magic, although Fang Shuyue's body would have been fine, her clothes and accessories would likely have been torn apart under the pressure of the world.

Almost the instant she entered the world, she instinctively grabbed Fang Can's arm tightly.

Her icy fingers dug deep into his sleeve, like the only piece of driftwood for a drowning person, her voice trembling without her even realizing it:
"Dad, the oppressive force of this world is too strong. I can't use any of my powers right now!"

Seeing the undisguised panic in the girl's heterochromatic eyes, Fang Can knew that this was the result of emotions being amplified to the extreme under the rules of the world.

That tiny mosquito is just an ordinary wild animal in this world.

But once they passed through the time portal, without the suppression of the world, a kind of intelligence that did not belong to humans was born in a very short moment.

At this moment, Fang Shuyue's eighth-level power was...

She can really only be considered a relatively healthy loli.

Even due to the concepts of absolute hunger and exhaustion, they still need to eat and sleep to replenish their energy.

"It's okay, take a deep breath, I'm here for you!" Fang Can gently hugged the girl and comforted her.

As he spoke, he felt the power he could exert in this world... It was very weak!
No, it shouldn't be said that it's weak, because it hasn't been weakened.

It can only exert force equivalent to smashing a modern concrete building with a single blow.

A power that is close to infinity can only achieve this much in this world, which even Fang Can was slightly shocked by.

With Fang Can's reassurance, Fang Shuyue's previously out-of-control emotions gradually stabilized.

She wiped away the tears that had welled up in her eyes from panic, pursed her lips slightly, and nodded gently, her voice trembling.

Seeing the girl's appearance, Fang Can found it very amusing.

Seeing the other person with a straight face and no expression all the time, they finally couldn't hold it in anymore. It seems like coming to this world was definitely the right decision!
He did intend to directly raise the girl's power to the level of Rayo.

However, it is clear that in this world, he, a mere sixth-level peak building-bursting expert, cannot transfer his power.

So the girl can only suffer a little longer in this world where emotions are amplified.

Just as Fang Shuyue's emotions calmed down, a rough, stern shout suddenly shattered the deathly silence: "Where did this Han dog come from! Where did this spy come from!"

With heavy footsteps, a figure emerged from behind the black rocks.

The newcomer was tall and burly, with a fierce face!
He wore a worn-out iron helmet stained with sand and dust, and a rough leather armor that smelled of tan. A straw rope was haphazardly wrapped around his waist.

He gripped a nearly two-meter-long steel spear tightly in his hand, its tip gleaming with a cold, eerie light, resembling a warrior from a nomadic tribe of the grasslands.

Fang Can narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the man in front of her.

The massive storm that swept across the universe just now was quietly stirred up by this man with a flick of his sleeve.

Upon seeing Fang Can and the petite Fang Shuyue in his arms, a hint of greed rose in the fierce man's eyes.

Whether you are a man or a woman, as long as you capture these two-legged sheep and present them to the Khan, it will definitely be a great achievement!
Even the man didn't expect that he would encounter such a good thing just by going out for a stroll alone from the military camp!
Fang Can could not hide the look in the fierce man's eyes, but what annoyed him the most was that the man's stern shout caused Fang Shuyue's originally calm emotions to waver again.

The next moment, the fierce soldier, driven by greed, made up his mind and strode towards Fang Can.

The rough arm reached forward, intending to knock the two unconscious.

"court death!"

Fang Can's displeasure was evident in his eyes, and he suddenly flung his sleeve away.

Rumbling--

With a wave of his hand, the surging air currents transformed into invisible blades of energy, tearing relentlessly towards the soldiers.

Clang clang clang clang——

The next instant, the clanging of steel resounded from the soldier's skin.

That powerful aura, strong enough to tear apart the metal of this world, could only gently rip the skin of soldiers!

"not dead?"

"Musha!"

Almost instantly, both Fang Can and the soldier showed surprise in their eyes.

Fang Can was surprised, but the soldier was more serious!

Warriors! A special type of person in the weak Song Dynasty who manipulates the power within their body!

Through years of training, the strongest can unleash a terrifying power comparable to that of the Baturu in the grasslands!

The soldier's thoughts changed the moment he confirmed Fang Can's identity!

Since this handsome man is a martial artist, we can't hold back.

The man dies! The woman sells herself!
In an instant, the Mongol soldier's eyes were filled with killing intent. Enduring the pain of his skin being torn apart by the gale, he gripped his steel spear tightly and thrust it forward!
As the spear thrust out, a visible wave of air was created.

In the normal physical world, this ordinary thrust would be enough to pierce and shatter trillions of universes, but at this moment it barely crossed the sound barrier.

Faced with this swift shot, Fang Can didn't even think of blocking it!

'In the end, it's just a slightly stronger grasshopper!'

Fang Can turned his head to stare at the Mongol soldier in front of him, and suddenly thrust out his right palm!
Om-!
In front of the palm, layers upon layers of palm force stretched open the air before one's eyes.

With a push from a pair of fleshy palms, a visible white cannon shot pierced through the head of a Mongol soldier.

The soldier's forward momentum froze instantly.

The head, under the extreme violence of the air cannon, exploded like a watermelon being smashed by a heavy hammer!
Red and white debris, strewn with bone fragments, mingled with scorching heat waves, sprayed backward in a radial pattern, staining the black rocks a striking crimson. "Boom—"

Only after the Mongol soldiers were killed did the sonic boom from Fang Can's propulsion of the airflow belatedly explode within the forest, startling a flock of birds!
Staring at the headless soldier before him, Fang Can muttered to himself, 'This guy's power... is even more terrifying than those monsters on the Beast Fighting Continent whose power reaches G (64)!'

Even Fang Can hadn't expected that a random soldier he encountered would possess such terrifying power.

Thinking this, he glanced sideways at the jungle not far away and said, "Hey you hiding over there, step forward! Don't wait for me to make a move!"

When he spoke, Fang Can's tone was no longer as gentle and refined as before.

In this world, the concept of emotion is polarized.

The more powerful a person is here, the higher the degree of emotional polarization, making it impossible for them to think calmly under normal circumstances.

Amidst this polarization, the original sin that was gestating within Fang Can began to stir.

As he spoke, a rustling sound came from the bushes.

"Hahaha, young hero, what excellent skills! You killed this Mongol centurion with a single blow. Your strength has reached the level of a first-class martial arts master!"

With a burst of laughter, an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face stepped out from behind the bushes, hands clasped behind his back: "May I ask which sect you two young heroes belong to! You are so young yet possess such skills!"

"Fang Can! I belong to no sect or school. This is my daughter, Fang Shuyue!" Fang Can replied coldly.

As he spoke, the white-haired, youthful-looking old man stared at the exploded centurion's head, secretly horrified.

Judging from the strength of his strike, the man's skill level is probably not just first-rate, but may even be at the level of a grandmaster.

Thinking of this, he cupped his hands and said, "Now that the Song Dynasty is weak and the Central Plains are being invaded by the Mongol cavalry, young hero, no matter where you come from, if you are willing to answer the call of martial arts heroes to come to the border to fight against the grassland Tartars, you are all martial arts comrades who are wholeheartedly devoted to the country!"

"Such righteousness! Please accept my bow, Liu Xingwen!"

As he spoke, Liu Xingwen's eyes were filled with admiration and emotion.

Now, the two armies are locked in battle, and the Mongol strongmen are wreaking havoc in the martial arts world, causing countless martial arts masters in the Central Plains to fall and die.

With many sects closing their mountains and even gods disappearing, it is truly admirable that a young man still possesses such a fervent patriotism.

To his surprise, Fang Can looked blankly at the old man's question and said, "Martial Arts Hero's Token? What's that?"

"Young hero, you are unaware of the Order of the Heroes of the Martial World! Why have you come to this border region?" Liu Xingwen asked, puzzled.

After some conversation, the old man realized that the two men in front of him had simply wandered into the border region by mistake and were not at all as righteous as he had just described.

As the two talked, Liu Xingwen's expression shifted slightly as he listened to the heavy, rustling footsteps approaching from afar.

"Not good! Young hero, your actions just now were too loud and have alerted the Mongol army. Get away from me immediately..."

Liu Xingwen instinctively wanted the two young men in front of him to leave together and go back to the border for a chat.

But in the next moment!
boom--

With a deafening tremor that shook the heavens and the earth, the atmosphere was compressed by extreme force.

A distorted beam of light, visible to the naked eye, instantly pierced through a space hundreds of meters long!

The air was violently pushed out, compressed, and annihilated!
The approaching Mongol cavalry, along with their horses, were all attacked.

Before they could even let out a scream, they were instantly torn apart and shattered the moment they touched the edge of the vacuum tunnel, turning into a cloud of foul blood mist and dust!

With just one punch, the man and his horse vanished in an instant, leaving only a deep ditch with smooth, mirror-like edges!

Liu Xingwen froze on the spot, his mouth slightly open, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets!

That palm strike just now was already astonishing, but this scene before us—a punch delivered from mid-air, annihilating dozens of elite cavalrymen invisibly…

This is no longer ordinary martial arts! This is clearly... the work of a celestial being!
After calmly throwing a punch, Fang Can turned to look at Liu Xingwen, whose mouth was agape, and said:
"What did you just want to say?"

"An immortal...a reincarnated immortal!"

Liu Xingwen exclaimed with delight, "You are definitely the reincarnation of an immortal from ancient books!"

"Excellent! Our Great Song Dynasty has indeed not lost the favor of Heaven. You are truly a savior bestowed upon our Great Song Dynasty by Heaven!"

"This is a savior bestowed upon our Great Song Dynasty by Heaven! I implore the immortal master to have mercy and save the people of the Central Plains from their suffering!"

"What's with all this talk about immortals? How can someone who practices martial arts be so superstitious!"

Looking at Liu Xingwen, who was about to kowtow, Fang Can merely glanced at him indifferently, his gaze remaining calm and unwavering.

"I just felt that those Mongol soldiers frightened my daughter, so I wanted them dead."

As they spoke, Fang Can looked down at Fang Shuyue with concern and asked, "How are you feeling now?"

The girl nestled in Fang Can's arms and shook her head slightly, saying, "It's okay. It's just that I'm being suppressed by the laws of the world. I just need to accept the fact that I'm just an ordinary little girl."

Fang Can nodded slightly, then looked at the frail girl and turned to Liu Xingwen, saying:

"You must be one of those martial artists those Mongol rulers were talking about, right? Do you have any cultivation techniques or anything like that?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Of course!" Liu Xingwen nodded repeatedly, not daring to disobey, and took out a secret manual from his bosom, saying, "This is our sect's cultivation technique, 'The Immortal Construction Formula,' I request the Immortal Master's guidance!"

Fang Can took the somewhat ancient manual and casually opened it. After briefly browsing and memorizing the techniques, his expression turned completely speechless.

'What kind of bullshit "Immortal Construct Formula" is this? It actually constructs an "n-dimensional hypercube" directly within the body through cultivation!'

The term "n-dimensional hypercube" can be understood as a geometric object with a cubic structure in different dimensions.

Simply put, a square is a 2D cube with 4 vertices, a cube is a 3D cube with 8 vertices, and a 4D cube has 16 vertices.

This technique involves creating hypercubes of different dimensions within the body's meridians!
With each new dimension created, the power increases exponentially!
The so-called "Gregor number G(64)" is the number of the smallest dimension n of the complete graph of the vertex of an n-dimensional hypercube that, after the edges are colored red and blue, must have a monochromatic complete subgraph, as derived by Ronald Graham through formula derivation.

'What the hell is this... scientific cultivation of immortality? No, scientific martial arts cultivation?'

Fang Can stared blankly at the description in the cultivation technique, then turned to Liu Xingwen and said, "Who created this technique? This doesn't seem like something that could be created in your time!"

What a joke! In ancient times, similar to the Song Dynasty, how could they possibly produce something like this?

Even the Yongle Encyclopedia wouldn't be available for several hundred years!
Faced with Fang Can's questioning, Liu Xingwen was somewhat puzzled, but he answered without hesitation:
"Reporting to the immortal, this is the cultivation technique that our sect's founder, 'Yuan Qianzi,' obtained after receiving teachings from the immortal!"

"The meaning of the word 'immortal formula' in this 'immortal formula' is that this kind of magical cube probably only exists in the immortal realm!"

"Are there really immortals?" Fang Can couldn't help but ask.

If these martial artists are this strong, how powerful must those immortals be!

In response to Fang Can's question, Liu Xingwen asked strangely, "Aren't you an immortal?"

(End of this chapter)