Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 66 Near Death
'Chi~'

Visible murderous aura gradually emerged from Fang Can's body, and he looked at everything in front of him with a cold expression.

The tall man who was so aggressive just now is now dead, with nothing above his shoulders.

The opponent's entire head had been blown up by Fang Can's punch just now, and the flesh on his neck was torn apart.

"It seems to have become a bit cruel recently."

As the evil tiger's addiction to his body dissipated, the murderous aura between Fang Can's brows dissipated. He looked at the piece of meat in front of him and examined himself calmly.

A few days ago, he even hesitated when he killed a few thugs who wanted to rob him.

But now he would beat the enemy's brains out if he disagreed with them.

Looking at the believers who gathered around him, Fang Can wiped his fist gently and said, "Clean up this place, and then throw this guy's body out and put it away."

"Put it up?" a believer asked in confusion.

"Well, tell the people outside that this is the consequence of not following the rules." Fang Can said casually, and then he felt more clearly the coldness of his words.

"Hey, why not?" Fang Can's lips curled up slightly:

"Practicing martial arts is not like treating people to a meal. My current mental state is still within controllable range and is more suitable for such a world."

Walking out of the courtyard, Fang Can raised his hand slightly, and a believer beside him had already handed him a stack of visiting cards.

"Lord, these are the visiting cards presented by the challengers. More than a dozen have been collected within an hour." Ye Yonglie said on the side.

Fang Can flipped through them and found that each visiting card described the opponent's realm and name in detail.

"Only a dozen or so?" Fang Can was a little dissatisfied, but he also knew the difficulty of creating a mind image.

There are less than a million mind-sensing warriors in the entire country of Dayan, and there are less than a thousand people above the Heavenly Path.

This further demonstrates the horror of Fang Can's personal power, which can inflate the road to heaven to millions.

"Forget it, let those people come together." Fang Can said casually.

It only took one day, and now he no longer feels too much pressure facing regular mind-based warriors, who no longer feel any sense of oppression.

As for what is unconventional? Naturally, it is the children of the big families who have the support of the warriors of the Heavenly Path.

The three martial arts he relies on now, namely Evil Tiger Body-loving, Rock View and Subduing Tiger and Dragon Golden Body, naturally have similar skills in those aristocratic families, and the foundation of their predecessors should not be underestimated.

The mind-sensing warriors who come to challenge now are at most small fry, while the disciples of the aristocratic families do not have so much free time.

Each of these disciples has reached the eighth level of Xuanguan or above, has mastered one to five secret techniques, and their strength has reached its peak when they have transformed from ordinary people.

But according to Liu Qingmeng, this kind of monster will be encountered in the competition in a month.

While thinking, Fang Can walked out of Lieyang Martial Arts Hall. At this moment, a huge martial arts stage had already been set up outside the door.

A dozen warriors who were ready to challenge stood on the stage with indignant looks at Fang Can approaching from a distance.

They all felt that Fang Can was too arrogant. Fighting against more than a dozen people alone, he really thought he was number one on the Hidden Dragon List.

But the next moment, they saw Fang Can take out a black ribbon from his lapel and blindfolded himself as he walked.

"What do you want to do?"

Looking at Fang Can's appearance at the moment, the warrior vaguely guessed something and his face looked a little ugly.

"Oh, add a little more difficulty to this battle."

Fang Can covered his eyes, feeling the darkness in front of him, and immediately started to use the Tiger Evil Technique.

As his evil spirit increased, Fang Can felt his body strength was still rising, and said a little embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry, due to my realm, I can only use secret methods to increase my strength. I feel that this is a bit unfair to you."

As he spoke, Fang Can had already drawn the long sword from his back and said: "How about this, I'll let you three moves." "Let... let us three moves." The expressions of the warriors on the ring became completely gloomy.

Not only were they blindfolded, but they were also allowed three moves. How dare this guy be so arrogant?

Those who can achieve the state of mind naturally possess extraordinary talents and cannot tolerate Fang Can's contempt.

They could already feel the contemptuous gazes of the passers-by watching from afar.

A considerable number of these people are Fang Can’s followers, so Fang Can’s battle naturally cannot be missed.

As Fang Can appeared, the surrounding cheers were as lively as a celebrity concert.

"Xu~"

"These mind-based warriors are just lame."

"God is invincible!"

……

There was fanaticism in every believer's eyes. They stared at Fang Can with admiration and raised their hands high to applaud continuously.

But in the next moment, with the sound of a sharp blade breaking through flesh, the whole place fell into complete silence.

"Bah-"

I saw a sharp sword piercing into the chest, breaking through the flesh and blood and piercing through Fang Can's body.

And the person who did it was Fang Can himself!!!

"Hu..." He let out a light breath, gently pulled out the sword, and then raised the sword to stab again.

Seeing this, a challenging mind warrior couldn't help but say, "Hey, what do you want to do!"

This is simply a scam, is he trying to blackmail them? This is outrageous!
Hearing the warrior's question, Fang Can paused with his sword raised, and said calmly, "Oh, didn't I say I would let you have three moves?"

As he was speaking, two more sword strikes came down, Fang Can's chest was broken open, and blood began to dye his clothes bright red.

The three holes made Fang Can seem to be on the verge of collapse, and his cheeks looked slightly pale.

"So... so this is what you mean by giving you three moves?" One warrior's expression became increasingly tense, with disbelief in his eyes, thinking that the guy in front of him was simply crazy.

But Fang Can felt that as his blood volume decreased, his own talents such as inspiration began to rise rapidly.

Looking at Fang Can, whose blood was gushing out, the whole place was silent. Everyone was silenced by what Fang Can had done.

Suddenly someone clapped his hands and said, "I understand!"

"What do you understand?" Suddenly, the person next to him asked subconsciously.

"It's all because these warriors are too weak that the Lord God doesn't even have the interest to fight."

The person who spoke said firmly: "The Lord God wants to push himself to the limit and then break through in the battle."

"So that's how it is. These warriors are just too weak." There was an immediate round of boos from the audience.

But what that person said was completely wrong, because at this moment Fang Can, who was physically weakened and had little health, was actually in his strongest state.

All attributes, including inspiration, skills, intuition and luck, have reached their maximum state.

"So...you guys come together."

Fang Can, his clothes stained with blood, smiled. Even in his dying state, with his eyes blindfolded, he looked like the savior of the world.

The believers below suddenly howled, raised their hands high, and waved them even more vigorously.

"Quack! Lord God, we love you!"

(End of this chapter)