Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 67 Crush
Angry, very angry

Watching Fang Can facing the crowds and cheers of fans.

However, when a dozen or so warriors were fighting in an away game, they were met with boos. The treatment was completely different.

After being humiliated by Fang Can again and again, she could no longer bear it.

"I can not stand it any more!"

With great anger, one of the warriors wearing a short-sleeved vest suddenly rushed forward with his right fist, crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and hit Fang Can's heart with his right fist.

"I, Lei Li, am going to beat a bean sprout like you to death!"

Without any warning, even though he could not see anything, Fang Can's body slid like a piece of paper.

He only moved sideways two inches, brushing past the opponent's right fist, and narrowly avoided the fierce attack.

It seemed like he was about to avoid it, but in the next moment, Lei Li's hands pressed down like eagle claws and embedded themselves into the tile floor.

With the help of the fulcrum, he stopped abruptly in mid-air, twisted his body 90 degrees, and then chopped down Fang Can's forehead with his right leg with all his strength.

"boom!"

As the smoke and dust dispersed, the ground beneath his feet had been crushed into powder by him, but Fang Can stood in front of him unharmed, and happened to avoid his attack.

"Coincidentally, no, this is to see through the attack through the skin!"

At this moment, the expressions of the fifteen warriors present became serious, and they all knew that the battle the young man in front of them was talking about was not a joke.

He can dodge attacks simply by sensing the wind direction with his body surface, and his skills are indeed much better than theirs.

"In my current state, my intuition can already vaguely sense the attacks and states of these people."

Fang Can covered his eyes and thought about it.

His current state is more like the cicada feeling the coming of autumn breeze before it blows, or Peter being startled. Without the help of external objects, his body can subconsciously avoid danger.

"I don't believe you can dodge it once, ten times or a hundred times."

A cold light flashed in Lei Li's eyes, and his fist blasted out like a heavy artillery.

In just a moment, his body changed moves more than a dozen times, and his body moved so fast that it left an afterimage.

Fists, fingers, legs, shoulders and backs are all transformed into deadly weapons.

But Fang Can seemed to be able to predict it, and each time he dodged his attacks by just barely brushing past his punches.

Seeing that Lei Li seemed to have difficulty in defeating Fang Can, a warrior in the distance shouted loudly: "Brother Lei, I'm here to help you!"

"I'm coming too!"

"Count me in!"

……

In an instant, many people responded, and more than a dozen warriors surrounded Fang Can.

These people knew in their hearts that when Fang Can chose to hurt himself to fight them, they had already lost half the battle.

Facing a wounded man, it would not be glorious even if they won. It would be better for them to defeat Fang Can as soon as possible in one go.

"Damn it, I'm unlucky today. I met a lunatic." As one of the dozen warriors, Ye Hua just felt unlucky. After all, there was no point in winning against such an opponent.

With the idea of a quick victory, more than a dozen people gathered their strength, either with fists, fingers, knives or swords, these warriors worked together to strangle Fang Can.

Facing the combined attack of these people, Fang Can, who was standing in the center of the crowd, said calmly: "The power is enough, but..."

Almost instantly, Fang Can's body turned into an afterimage, dodging every attack with a distortion that exceeded the limits of the human body, avoiding all the moves in mid-air.

"Clang!" With the sound of metal clashing, everyone looked back vigilantly.

Fang Can was already far away, and uttered the rest of the words: "The speed and skills are too different."

"How is this possible!" The warriors at the scene stared at Fang Can in the distance with their eyes wide open. They could not even see his speed clearly.

"How is this possible?" Lei Li and the other dozen warriors screamed in their hearts, because if they were in the same position, they would have been killed by that move. "It seems that I overestimated you. I thought you could pose a threat to me." Fang Can said with some regret.

He really overestimated these warriors. After activating the Evil Tiger's Body-Dwelling Technique, his strength is now not inferior to that of a regular warrior at the ninth level of the Profound Gate.

"Forget it, let's just make it quick and decisive," Fang Can thought to himself, not feeling like sparring.

"So you want to know the gap between us?"

Fang Can raised his fist and faced the dozen or so warriors: "Let me teach you what speed is..."

"Not good!" Almost instantly, these warriors felt every hair on their body stand up.

Before he could react, Fang Can crossed several meters and came in front of Lei Li, raised his right fist and said, "Skills!"

"This is my Thunder Emperor Fist!" Looking at Fang Can's starting gesture, Lei Li roared in his heart.

The moves he had practiced for more than ten years seemed even more domineering in Fang Can's hands, causing him to feel a huge psychological gap.

Looking at his opponent, Lei Li crossed his hands in front of him, trying to block the punch.

The next moment, Fang Can's fist hit Lei Li's arm like a meteorite.

"Click... click... click..."

With a series of breaking sounds, his arms shattered bit by bit under this punch, and finally hit his chest with terrifying kinetic energy.

In just a moment, Lei Li's chest shattered in an instant, and his figure flew backwards like a meteor, with bloody foam and internal organs scattered in the air.

Fang Can actually forcibly blasted a huge gap in his chest.

At this point, Fang Can's voice finally came: "...and power!"

Shocked, the brains of the people at the scene almost froze for a moment.

Even though I knew there would be a gap, I never expected it to be so big!
Ye Hua wanted to turn his head to look at Lei Li, but a ghostly voice sounded from behind him.

"You better take care of yourself."

"Scar!" Almost instantly, Ye Hua pushed his elbow backwards, but missed.

And in front of him, a blindfolded man who looked like a god or a demon had raised his fist high without him knowing when, and an overwhelming force was about to burst out from his arm.

"Die...I will die!"

Driven by the desire to survive, Ye Hua shouted: "I surrender!"

"boom!"

Almost instantly, a powerful explosion came from Ye Hua's forehead.

Fang Can's fist stopped steadily in front of his forehead, and then the strong energy blew Ye Hua's hairpin away, and his black hair danced in the wind.

Ye Hua knelt on his knees in fear. The feeling of walking through the gates of hell made his legs weak.

If he had moved an inch further, his head would have exploded like his resolute and open heart.

"Hide quickly, that guy is behind you!"

"Damn it, I'm going to fight you!"

"He's here with me, come and help me."

In front of Ye Hua, the remaining dozen or so warriors were in chaos because Fang Can was like a killer lurking in the shadows.

Although it was clearly an open and spacious arena, the opponent's figure was ghostly and he always punched in a blind spot, and any punch was like the scythe swung by the god of death.

In just a few seconds, the dozen or so warriors who challenged together were all sent flying with broken bones and tendons.

After all these people were knocked down, Fang Can's crushing footsteps finally stopped.

Looking down at his fist, Fang Can realized that he almost couldn't control his desire to kill.

(End of this chapter)