Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 3 The correct way to package yourself!
"I?"

Fang Can pointed at himself.

"Of course, if you really have never practiced martial arts."

Li Fengtian looked at Fang Can as if he were a piece of unpolished jade.

He had watched most of Fang Can's fight just now. He was able to beat down five armed men unarmed without any injuries when he was outnumbered by five. He was simply a rare martial arts genius.

"Practicing martial arts? Does simple fitness count?" Fang Can raised his hand and squeezed his biceps.

In order to maintain his figure, he does a certain amount of anaerobic exercise every day to keep his body fat at a certain level.

But this action immediately caused Li Fengtian to sneer.

He is not strong enough to lift a tripod, nor can he crush a skull with his hands. Even the gangsters who have trained for a year or two in his gang cannot match his physical level.

"What I mean is that your movements are just right, whether it's the timing of force or the rhythm, it doesn't quite match your body," said Li Fengtian.

He almost said that this operation is not something that a thin dog like you can perform.'

"Moves?" Fang Can said as a matter of course: "Skills are something that can be learned at a glance, just like birds are born to fly and apples fall to the ground when they are ripe."

"Oh, what a big tone." Li Fengtian was happy, and he felt a sense of admiration for talent.

Suddenly, without any warning, his right fist came out like a heavy artillery, hitting Fang Can's forehead.

He wanted to test Fang Can to see if he was as talented as he said.

The surroundings were like solidified water surface, and Li Fengtian's fist was so fast that the air formed a heavy resistance.

The speed and force of this punch was enough to sink the entire fist into the steel surface.

If hit hard, Fang Can's head would explode like a watermelon.

But in the next moment, his fist stopped steadily in front of Fang Can's forehead, and the wind from the fist swept the loose hair in front of Fang Can's forehead backwards.

Li Fengtian looked at the young man in front of him who was as still as a mountain and didn't even blink, and couldn't help asking: "Boy, why don't you hide?"

Fang Can said calmly: "Because you won't kill me."

Li Fengtian didn't understand the boy's train of thought and didn't even try to dodge: "Where do you get the courage from? Do you really think I won't kill you?"

"Because I'm a genius!"

Fang Can said as a matter of course: "You obviously have a crush on me and you won't kill me so easily."

After saying that, Fang Can no longer even paid attention to the other party. He turned around and began to pick up the belongings from the five thugs he had knocked down, and changed into their clothes.

Looking at the boy who was picking up equipment leisurely as if he was at home, Li Fengtian couldn't help but laugh.

As a smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, he felt that this guy was indeed a gang member.

It's just that I'm a little old and have missed the best time to practice martial arts.

If one starts practicing martial arts at the age of eighteen or nineteen, by the time one is old enough to kill people, one must be at least 25 years old.

Fang Can, who was standing by, certainly didn't have as big a heart as Li Fengtian thought. He just roughly judged this guy's thoughts through Li Fengtian's micro-expressions and behaviors.

As for where did he learn those micro-expressions as a high school student?

Of course it’s to watch TV series, it can’t be Hawaii.

Fang Can is still in a buff gain state. His brain works like a computer and all previous knowledge can be called up at will in his mind.

Although Fang Can's knowledge of expression management is very superficial due to his lack of in-depth understanding, these techniques are just right for using on these ancient natives.

This guy is not easy to mess with. Just based on the invisible punch just now, Fang Can judged that he was no less than a "county" level superpower in his previous life. For a little dog like Fang Can who only has potential but no strength, this level of guy would not bother to hide his thoughts and could easily capture them.

And the most important point is that his ability to turn bad luck into good luck has not been fully activated, and it is obvious that this guy has no intention of killing.

"This guy mentioned martial arts training. Does that mean that in this world, by repeatedly exercising the body in a specific way, like martial arts training, one can achieve the destructive power of a superpower before traveling through time?"

Fang Can's heartbeat quickened as he was rummaging through items, and he felt a little yearning for that possibility.

After all, the awakening of those super powers before traveling through time depends entirely on luck, and it is completely unpredictable what super powers you will get randomly.

With his superpowers, he could have directly applied for a position at the city level, which would have given him a considerable social status.

But because his ability is uncontrollable, he has been restraining himself and pretending to be an ordinary person.

And now an opportunity has told him that in this world, it is possible to reach superhuman levels through training. Who wouldn't be confused?
Thinking of this, Fang Can had already taken out all the valuables from these people.

There were only a few pieces of currency similar to copper coins. After all, they were at the bottom of society and did not have many valuable things.

Fang Can picked out a relatively clean set from the five people and put it on, holding the pajamas he had changed out of in his arms, he looked at Li Fengtian and said, "Okay, let's go."

"Where to?" Li Fengtian was obviously stunned.

"Go to the Tiger Demon Gate you mentioned, where else to go?"

Seeing Fang Can's familiarity, Li Fengtian inexplicably felt that this guy made him quite happy, and couldn't help laughing:

"You kid, okay, okay, just follow me, from now on you will be my disciple of the Tiger Demon Sect."

"Should we deal with these people? To prevent them from reporting to the police?"

Fang Can pointed at the unconscious thugs on the ground and made a throat-cutting gesture.

He was just thinking about whether to wipe out these people completely, but he was not from Changsha, so he was still hesitant.

I originally wanted to decide by tossing a coin, but then I met Li Fengtian first.

Li Fengtian said proudly:

"You are indeed a kid from outside the area. Don't worry about such a dirty guy. You are now a member of the Husha Sect. In Yanggu County, no government dares to enter the Husha Sect to ask for you."

As he spoke, he walked out of the alley without looking back. Looking at his back, Fang Can immediately quickened his pace to catch up.

Outside the cold alley, the warm morning sun shone on their faces. Fang Can narrowed his eyes slightly, enjoying his first sunbath since arriving in another world.

As the crisis was completely resolved, the effect of good fortune turning around on him completely dissipated, leaving only the soreness of his muscles after they had been fully exerted.

"Boy, I don't even know your name, and where are you from? We in the Husha Sect don't keep freeloaders, so what can you do?"

Outside the alley, Li Fengtian turned his head to look at Fang Can's short hair and asked.

He thought it must be a young monk who had returned to secular life during this chaotic war.

As for this outfit that didn't fit in with the surroundings, he didn't know and didn't want to know.

When Fang Can heard that a manager-level figure in his company wanted to interview him offline, he immediately came to his senses and recommended himself:
"My name is Fang Can. I loved studying when I was young. I studied hard for more than ten years. Under the guidance of dozens of famous teachers, I studied hard for at least four hours every day and read a wide range of books."

"Read for four hours every day?"

Hearing this, Li Fengtian couldn't help but stop and looked surprised. Nowadays, those who can go to school have a good family background.

If it is true that he was able to study full-time, he would at least be the son of a prominent family. Then how did he end up like this?
Thinking of this, Li Fengtian asked with a hint of doubt: "What books are you reading? What kind of research are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)