Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 57 Eating and Drinking
In the early morning, the warm sunlight shines into the house, lighting up the room.

Ye Qingshi woke up slowly and saw a shirtless young man sitting cross-legged at the head of the bed, motionless.

The girl's eyes widened, her originally confused brain suddenly became clear, and there was surprise in her eyes.

How did you end up carrying me to the bed?

"Awake." Fang Can spoke softly with his back to the girl, but Ye Qingshi could hear a strong murderous intent in his words.

"Go wash up. I'll give you half an hour to get some fresh air. Then come back and continue hugging me." Fang Can said with red eyes.

After being addicted to the evil tiger for a whole night, he felt as if blood and energy had entered his brain. His mind was not clear as if he had an overdose of drugs, and it seemed as if it wanted to tear everything apart.

After patting her body lightly and making sure her clothes were intact, Ye Qingshi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but then she felt insecure about her own charm.

The girl glared at the solid back in front of her and ran out of the room without saying anything.

Ignoring the other person's back, Fang Can closed his eyes again.

It’s still the same thing, his priority for martial arts training now is >> in-depth communication with the opposite sex.

After all, when he is in the state of permanent genius, both his willpower and judgment allow him to always make rational choices and not be swayed by the bull.

But all of this is based on the fact that mating does not promote martial arts training.

If Fang Can were to obtain a method that could help him advance his realm through dual cultivation, he could be transformed from an absolutely rational saint into a rapist and world-threatening demon.

At that time, starting from Ye Qingshi in front of him, he might really move towards the if line predicted by Yuan Dang.

Although we are now taking steady steps, it will only delay the time.

Fang Can spent the entire morning practicing martial arts. As he slowly finished his training, his overall attributes showed a significant increase.

Name: Fang Can

Body: 5.8
God: 5.8
Qi: 5.8
Flesh and blood alienation: 21.8%

……

"Finally, I've reached the second level of the Xuanguan." Fang Can exhaled a breath of foul air. After a night of hard training, his strength increased by about one ton again.

At this rate, when his flesh and blood alienation reaches 100%, the maximum burst of muscles should be able to produce 40 tons of force.

Combined with the Evil Tiger's Body-eating ability, it can be stacked up to 100 tons, but is this the limit of what his body can reach now?

Fang Can gently twisted his body and came out of the room, ready to start today's competition.

In the distance, Yuan Dang, who was practicing martial arts in the courtyard, watched Fang Can putting on his clothes and coming out of his senior sister's room. His heart felt like bleeding.

The senior sister whom he couldn't bear to touch was actually kicked by the thief Fang Can. It's only been a few days and they are already sleeping in the same room.

Yuan Dang looked at Fang Can's back and gritted his teeth and said, "Fang Can, you are born a yandere. In your pursuit of martial arts, you hide the deepest desires in the human heart. For you, mating is as simple as eating and drinking..."

Fang Can, who was considered to be a demon at the moment, was unaware of this. After learning the locations of the three unlucky guys today from Ye Yonglie, he left in a hurry.

At the foot of Huanmeng Tower, Fang Can did not bow to the mountain gate this time. Instead, he just crushed over with his mind as if he was familiar with the route.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, an old man in black with a somewhat worn-out appearance walked out with his hands behind his back.

"I'm Fang Can, please challenge Lie Gui to a martial arts match." Fang Can bowed and said...

Two incense sticks later, Fang Can wiped the blood from his broken cheek and strode out of Huanmeng Tower. Behind him, a group of disciples surrounded their unconscious master with shock in their eyes, looking in the direction Fang Can left.

"The fierce ghost's energy-dissipating body was actually broken by an energy-dissipating body of higher purity." The martial arts veteran who was watching on the side could not hide his shock.

The scene changed to outside Xuan'an Hall, seventy miles away from here.

Fang Can used extremely pure force to take three moves from his opponent, then used a joint technique to break the gym owner's arm, making him unable to fight for several days.

During the whole process, he didn't even start the Evil Tiger Devouring Body Technique. He ended the battle simply by relying on the energy-dissipating technique he learned from the previous fierce ghost.

"Thank you." Fang Can wiped the blood from his mouth and bowed, then walked away under the helpless gaze of the museum owner.

In the evening, Fang Can walked out of Crazy Demon Alley while holding on to the wall, coughing up blood. His clothes were torn and his body was covered with bruises.

After three consecutive fierce battles, he had to prolong the fighting time in order to steal knowledge, which resulted in the exhaustion of his mental state during the battle, causing some twists and turns along the way.

Behind Fang Can, all the disciples in the Crazy Demon Cave died, and the ground was stained with blood.

These people wanted to take advantage of Fang Canxin's exhaustion to besiege them and kill themselves, so he took some time to kill them all.

As the sky grew darker, Fang Can coughed up blood while heading back to Lieyang Martial Arts School.

The effects of the three battles today were extremely obvious. In addition to the improvement in skills, Fang Can's flesh and blood alienation degree increased again to 23.4%!
"Let's just fight ten at a time tomorrow," Fang Can thought, but then he had no choice but to do it because the distance between these warriors was too far and it would take too much time to travel quickly.

'It would be great if these people could get together and challenge me one by one.' Fang Can couldn't help but think.

"Lord, you are finally back." Ye Yonglie breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Fang Can's figure.

As for blood sticking, it's just a small matter. For a martial artist, breaking a hand or lame a leg is just a small matter.

As long as the person does not die on the spot, even if the head falls off, it can be retrieved and reattached and wrapped with gauze, and the person will recover after a year or two of recuperation.

"Well, pick out ten more people for me tomorrow." Fang Can ordered calmly.

"There is something you need to know." Yan Zhi said:

"Because you are fighting against relatively famous mind-based warriors, several martial arts schools have just received the news and are preparing to unite."

"Oh, are you planning to unite and attack me?" Fang Can's eyes lit up. He was worried that he couldn't find anyone.

"No, we are going to arrange a location directly so that you can compete directly there, so that you don't have to run around." Yan Zhi said.

"What did you say?" Fang Can widened his eyes, thinking he didn't hear clearly. When did those warriors become so easy to talk to.

"Oh, I heard that the leader of the Tiger Demon Sect suspected that the person who kicked him out was an abandoned disciple, so he became furious and felt that he couldn't let a person who was kicked out of the sect be so arrogant."

Yan Zhi scratched his head and said in confusion: "So he ordered us to gather together and defeat this abandoned disciple in an upright manner to enhance the prestige of the Tiger Demon Sect."

Fang Can: "...The invisible hand of the Tiger Demon Sect Master is still exerting force. It's so great."

Yan Zhi and others who didn't know the inside story murmured in their hearts, not knowing what the leader of the Tiger Evil Sect was thinking. How was this different from intensive tutoring? It would be a disaster to raise a tiger, right?

"And now the people of Hushamen must be regretting their decision to death." Many outsiders who didn't know the truth gloated over the misfortune.

He actually kicked out such a potential stock. Now he is so angry and suffered a huge loss. What were you doing before?

(End of this chapter)