Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 7 A small opening does not count as an opening
"Crazy?" Fang Can was full of surprise.

Yang Lie nodded seriously and said, "That genius read too much and began to question the existence of martial arts. He said that the human body does not have meridians at all, and the world should be restricted by a downward force. It is impossible for his master to float in the air without a support."

"In the end, he even wanted his master to cooperate with his research to find out how people can fly. However, he was immediately expelled from the sect by the furious Taixuan Sect's headmaster."

"After leaving the sect, according to gossip, the realm of that genius began to slowly decline, until he fell directly to the ground and became a mortal again."

“I heard that his fiancée broke off the engagement simply because he read a few more books. Do you think reading is scary?” Yang Lie said confidently.

"My goodness, a promising scientist was led astray by a reckless man in the martial arts world." Fang Can couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"So, there is no need to be literate. If there are secret manuals that we don't know, we can ask those weak scholars to read them to us. If we are afraid of being cheated, we can find a few more to prevent collusion. You just need to believe in your own strength."

Yang Lie waved his hand and said, "Go and memorize your acupuncture points. If you don't feel the Qi after a month, it means you are not cut out for this job. Just report to the menial service yard."

After saying that, Yang Lie put his hands behind his back and walked away slowly, leaving Fang Can alone staring at the iron man in front of him in a daze.

"Why do I feel like... everyone in this world is so naive?" Fang Can murmured in his heart.

Why is it that the more holy a person is, the more he can display his prowess in martial arts? Then shouldn't the number one genius in martial arts be Ding Zhen, who has the innate holy body?
Just from Yang Lie's few words, Fang Can knew that martial arts and scientific research in this world were two completely opposite things.

After all, science is a method of exploring the laws of nature that is repeatable and can be falsified.

But the martial arts of this world is, in a sense, a kind of idealistic and fanatical religion. Once past beliefs are proven to be wrong, one's faith will be shattered and all power will be lost.

"Damn, what a bunch of lunatics." Fang Can cursed, but still got close to the iron man, ready to memorize the 888 acupoints.

After taking a few quick glances to see the location of each acupuncture point clearly, Fang Can stopped looking and turned his gaze to the group of fellow disciples in the distance who were showing off their abilities.

Footwork, palm techniques, fist techniques, sword techniques, gun techniques...

Various martial arts moves were displayed by these Tiger Demon Sect disciples, all of them were strong and domineering, and among them there were naturally some who practiced the "Thirty-Six Moves of Tiger Shi Boxing".

After watching silently for a few minutes, Fang Can took a deep breath and prepared to take some drugs.

Thinking of this, Fang Can took out a sealed bag from his body, which contained seven transparent and colorless pills.

The scientific name of this pill is arsenic trioxide, also known as arsenic trioxide or crested red. After being swallowed and dissolved in the stomach, only 0.1g of it is enough to cause death.

And each pill in the bag in Fang Can's hand contains at least twice the lethal dose. Once swallowed, the outer capsule will be digested, and Fang Can's death will come.

As a person with super powers, one naturally needs to develop and utilize his or her super powers.

Fang Can's superpowers can only be triggered in negative circumstances. Under normal circumstances, he is no different from ordinary people except that he is a little more handsome.

Therefore, the question is how to stimulate one's superpowers in a reasonable and safe way.

Since there is no danger, why not just create danger for yourself to trigger your superpowers?

This small bag of arsenic was made by someone hired by this former rich second-generation man.

Each grain of arsenic is wrapped in edible and digestible soft gel and will be dissolved by stomach acid in about an hour. Once it reacts with the body, it won't be long before Fang Can dies in agony with bleeding from all seven orifices.

Although it may lead to death, the closer he is to death, the more his superpowers will be stimulated. As death approaches, Fang Can's superpowers will correspondingly improve his talents step by step to a height that ordinary people can hardly reach.

All along, in order to prevent emergencies, he carried these pills with him so that he could become a little genius when needed.

This time, the pills that were stored close to the body naturally came along with the pajamas.

'So, let it flow, my talent.'

Fang Can's mouth curled up slightly, and he took out a transparent pill from the transparent plastic and put it into his mouth.

"Gulp!" As he swallowed, the arsenic completely entered his body.

In just a moment after it went down his stomach, as the possibility of death increased, Fang Can's passive ability was directly triggered.

In an instant, Fang Can felt a tingling sensation at the nerve endings in his brain, and the whole world came alive.

Just like a blind man can see and a lame man can run, Fang Can felt that his body was full of vitality, while his mind was unusually calm.

Negative emotions such as laziness, lust, etc. that have an impact on the body are suppressed, and instead, a rational mind occupies their place.

The accelerated heartbeat, the waving of weapons in the distance, and the shouts were all forced into Fang Can's brain. At the same time, things that had been ignored and forgotten before could be easily retrieved.

As all kinds of information were processed and absorbed by him at super-speed, the genius had memorized the locations of the eighty-eight acupoints that he had just glanced at.

"This is the difference between geniuses and ordinary people." Fang Can said to himself.

But he knew that this was just the beginning and he was not at his peak yet.

Over the next hour, as the capsule in his stomach is further corroded, his talent will gradually transform and improve.

Until the moment of his death, his talent and luck will reach their peak.

Of course, as long as vomiting is induced in advance to force the arsenic in the stomach out, the crisis will naturally be resolved.

Fang Can looked at his fellow disciples practicing martial arts in front of him with an indifferent expression: "So... let me see if your so-called martial arts are idealistic enough?"

"My talent and luck are better."

As these thoughts surged, the "Thirty-Six Tiger Fist Techniques" that I had just glanced over had been completely memorized.

The skills practiced by the disciples in front of him began to be analyzed one by one in Fang Can's eyes.

Description column:
Detected that the host is in a bad environment... Triggered talent 1... Hidden attributes increased accordingly...

【Thirty-two Road Tiger Fist Techniques】Learned
【Unknown stick technique】Analysis 3%
【Unknown Gun Skill】Analysis 1%
【Unknown Palm Technique】Analysis 5%
【Unknown Leg Technique】Analysis 2%
……

What no one knows is that in the eyes of a new disciple, the moves they practiced are easily learned.

(End of this chapter)