Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 142: Master borrows Fang Can for a while

In the early morning, the sun shines across the plain again.

Fang Can, who had not slept all night, placed his hands on his knees and slowly finished his exercise.

As his skills calmed down, his body returned to stability from the blurry afterimage of slight swaying at high speed.

All night long, he relied on the Particle Burst Battle Body to control his body's cells to fine-tune every organ in his body.

In the previous battle with Wang Peng, he had already completed the upgrade of the basic hardware of blood and bones. The next step was to transform the software such as organs.

This allows the organs in his body to gradually arrange themselves towards the theoretically optimal size, hardness, toughness, length, shape, distribution position, etc.

However, since he is now out of combat, the buff of "Good Luck Comes After Bad Luck" has dropped too much, making it extremely difficult to modify his body.

At this rate, it will probably take quite some time to fine-tune the organs.

And when the day comes when Fang Can completely modifies himself, he will completely evolve into a perfect hexagonal creature with no shortcomings.

A terrifying monster that can adapt to any battle scene, whether in the sky, on the ground or on the water. It is a deadly weapon covered in human skin.

By then, I'm afraid that apart from his appearance, he will have nothing to do with humans.

He slowly opened his eyes and faced the morning glow rising in the sky. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

With the energy you have now, there is no need to rely on sleep to rest.

As the sunlight from outside shone in, every cell in Fang Can became revitalized, clearing away all the negative states.

Behind him, a bare hand had already hooked onto Fang Can's belt, with a tone filled with resentment.

Ye Qingshi stuck to Fang Can's back and said in a faint voice: "One night has passed, it's time to practice with me."

"Oh." Fang Can sighed, turned around, pushed the girl into the sedan, and closed the door.

Before the door closed, a faint voice rang out: "Do it yourself. I'm in a hurry. If I can't squeeze it out in an hour, it's over."

"Also, you have already succeeded in your training, so be careful not to collapse the sedan chair."

……

Outside the sedan, as Wang Peng was defeated, a piece of news spread across the country at a rapid speed, and was passed on to all directions by warriors who witnessed it.

"Fang Can defeated a first-level expert the day before yesterday!"

This news spread like wildfire in various cities.

After all, this kind of mythical plot happening in reality is really a stretch.

But then someone started to question it.

"Are you kidding me? Not long ago, Fang Chan only reached the first level of Xuanguan. The rumor that he had reached the ninth level a few days ago was already outrageous enough. Now they say that he was beaten to death. That's not going to stop, right?"

"That's right. It's not that we can't defeat them in one turn. After all, the previous King of Chu and others have had battle records. But how can cultivation be so fast? What's your purpose in spreading rumors all the time?"

"It's probably because Fang Can's followers are not careful with their words and are praising their gods to the skies. If they are so awesome, why don't they go and defeat that barbarian from Da Chu?"

"Not necessarily. I suspect that it might be that other believers who worship God have bad intentions and want to praise Fang Can. The higher he flies, the harder he will fall."

……

Faced with the serious explanations from the warriors around who had witnessed this scene, the others simply did not believe it and thought he was bragging.

No matter how he explained it, the record of killing an enemy in just one month of training was too shocking and no one believed it.

On Jiejian Mountain, the female disciples were very curious about a recent rumor. "Hey, our junior brother has defeated the first level."

"Huh? Who spread this rumor? He wants to deliberately praise our junior brother to death. This is simply too much."

"I think so too. This is really too much. How can you make up such a rumor?"

Inside Jiejian Mountain, several sword-wielding girls gathered together, chattering about a junior fellow apprentice whom they had never met before.

Since the first day, all kinds of gossip and speculation about this man who was supported by their own sect leader have been spreading like wildfire in Jiejian Mountain.

But no one believed the news of defeating the first level unless they saw it with their own eyes.

This is like a sports student who just became the youngest member of the provincial team a month ago and has a promising future.

Then, more than 10 days later, it was reported that Fang Can ran the meters in less than seconds and joined the national team?

This was outrageous enough, but a few days later it was said that he not only surpassed Bolt, but also ran under 9 seconds.

Completing the triple jump in just one month would seem outrageous to anyone and no one would believe it.

But while the group of girls were discussing with each other, Jiang Ning'an, who was about to greet his master a thousand meters away, paused slightly.

"Fang Chan defeated Yi Zhuan?"

With an expression that indicated as expected, Jiang Ning'an subconsciously revealed a beautiful smile.

"It should be so, this is him." Jiang Ning'an thought with undoubted trust.

Although Fang Can's strength was far from enough to fight against the first level before the two separated, she still accepted this statement.

Walk up the misty white marble steps and enter a building on the top that looks like a temple or Taoist temple.

In this building, there are no gods, Buddhas, immortals or saints, only countless sharp swords emitting different auras.

Cold, hot, warm, murderous, bright, dark, ethereal...

The sharp sword, which gives people a different feeling at first glance, is suspended in the air, as if freezing the years.

On a cushion, Liu Qingmeng, a man with blue hair and a cold and aloof aura, was sitting cross-legged, seemingly cultivating his comprehension.

"Disciple Jiang Ning'an greets Master." Jiang Ning'an bowed respectfully.

Sensing someone approaching, Liu Qingmeng tilted his head and said, "It's only a month before the Grand Competition among the Nations. It's time to set off for the capital of Dayan."

"I will follow Master's orders." A hint of joy appeared in Jiang Ning'an's eyes. Wouldn't it be possible for him to meet Fang Can if he went to the capital? This was the first time they met in this world.

"Master, according to the news from down the mountain, Fang Can has successfully defeated the first level." Jiang Ning'an's lips curled up slightly as he spoke, and he was obviously happier than if he had defeated him himself.

Seeing Jiang Ning'an's current useless appearance, Liu Qingmeng felt a little unhappy. His disciple was actually burdened by beauty. It was really useless.

"What kind of magic potion did Fang Can give you? You have never practiced dual cultivation properly. How can you be so useless?"

Thinking of this, Liu Qingmeng said coldly: "Of course I know about Fang Can's affairs. It is a little beyond my expectations."

"And this time when you come to Beijing, you need to calm down and concentrate, so don't meet Fang Can. If you have anything to say, just let me pass it on."

"Ah..." The girl was stunned.

"After calculations by Taixuan Sect, it is estimated that a secret realm will open up soon. It is suspected to be a sixth-level cave residence. The rules inside are complicated and the principles are different. It is very different from the outside world."

"I will need to borrow Fang Can by then." Liu Qingmeng said lightly.

(End of this chapter)