Chapter 181 - 180: Haki People Great Whirlwind

Chapter 181: Chapter 180: Haki People Great Whirlwind

In an instant, the youth’s face went deathly pale.

A dreadful thought popped into his head.

"Looks like that kid, Fang Can, figured it out long ago." In the Great Derivation Imperial Palace, General Yang cracked a smile.

The Iron Chain Formation was indeed a good strategy. By using chains to control the distance between the Martial Artists, it prevented the formation from being broken in a single charge.

Furthermore, enemies couldn’t touch the virtual chains, ensuring they wouldn’t impede the Martial Artists under most circumstances.

’But what would happen if a Martial Artist influenced the chains instead?’

"Looks like you’ve realized it too."

Fang Can grinned maliciously, his gaze shifting to the distant arrow volley that looked like a shower of falling stars.

"Quick... retreat!"

The pale-faced youth said hurriedly.

For a moment, his companions didn’t understand what was happening. ’Why run? We’re doing just fine.’

But they would understand soon enough.

A tremendous centrifugal force suddenly took hold of them.

The world spun around them. All several dozen Martial Artists on the field felt a massive force pull at them from behind, lifting them clean off their feet.

Fang Can grabbed one of the Martial Artists by the legs and gave a vicious tug.

As the Martial Artist’s body was yanked, the virtual chains connected to him tautened, dragging all several dozen of them into the air.

Against his strength, which was measured in thousands of tons, these Martial Artists were utterly powerless to resist.

"Dammit."

Xiang Longtao slammed his right hand on the ground, trying to resist.

The next moment, a dozen Martial Artists, swung by Fang Can, slammed right into him, knocking him into the air and shattering his balance.

With a sonic boom that shattered the air, Fang Can began to swing the dozens of people around like a giant human windmill.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH...

With dozens of chains, each over ten meters long, connecting them all, swinging them was no different from swinging a jump rope for someone with Fang Can’s power.

Xiang Longtao and the others felt the entire world spinning, a rotation that, once started, was impossible to stop.

And this all happened in just a few short seconds.

When the golden arrows arrived from a distance, Fang Can immediately formed the dozens of people into an impenetrable Haki People Great Whirlwind.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!—

At that moment, a bombardment akin to a salvo of missiles began.

Amidst a blinding series of fiery explosions, Fang Can continued to swing the human chain in his hands.

The shared damage mechanic, which distributed any harm among the Martial Artists, had now been turned into a nigh-indestructible shield in Fang Can’s hands.

Spinning at several hundred rotations per second, the Martial Artists felt dizzy and nauseous, on the verge of vomiting.

What was even worse was the physical pain.

As they were swung around, their bodies constantly slammed into the ground and the exploding arrows, inflicting nonstop damage.

Even with bodies of steel and the damage being shared, they still felt pain.

But what did Fang Can care about that?

"Hahaha, my little pinwheels are here to play!"

As Fang Can spoke mockingly, his hands a constant blur, the ground around him was smashed to pieces. Each swing was a human bombardment that left a crater several meters wide.

Braving the distant arrow fire, Fang Can charged straight ahead. Amidst the thunderous explosions, he crossed several thousand meters in the blink of an eye.

’Pain... It hurts so much I could die...’

The pale-faced youth felt as if his steel-like bones were about to shatter, but he didn’t dare deactivate the Iron Chain Formation.

’We’re already on the verge of death with the damage sharing active. If I deactivate it, I’ll just explode instantly.’

"Let’s see how long you can hold on. Die now, or die later," Fang Can cackled, rampaging across the landscape like a destructive child wielding a giant fan blade.

The bow-wielding girl’s expression soured as she watched the boy approach in the distance, looking for all the world like a giant windmill.

In the face of that nigh-unbreakable shield, all of her arrows were simply swept aside and blocked with ease.

But it was too late to escape. With his speed, Fang Can crossed the several-thousand-meter distance in just over ten seconds.

"Xinei!"

Fang Can yelled, showing no inclination to be gentle with a beauty, and hurled the Haki People Windmill in his hands.

With a thunderous BOOM, the bow-wielding girl was reduced to a bloody pulp, not even a complete corpse remaining.

「In reality, within the Great Zhou Imperial City.」

The bow-wielding girl was ejected from the void, her expression listless.

Having eliminated the first Heaven-Ascending Road contestant, Fang Can continued his gleeful rampage, running all over the field with the great whirlwind in hand.

In the distance, other Heaven-Ascending Road contestants who had just achieved a breakthrough and were looking for a fight froze. Seeing his terrifying weapon, they chose to steer clear for the time being.

With Fang Can’s relentless swinging, the flesh of the trapped Martial Artists was mostly torn to shreds. It was only a matter of time before he ground them all to death.

’It can’t go on like this. One of us must live.’

Driven by this thought, the pale-faced, blood-soaked youth roared, "Your Highness, I’m severing the link now! You must survive! Break through to the First Turn and avenge us!"

As he spoke, the First Turn technique was instantly undone. The chains linking everyone shattered in an instant.

Freed from the chains’ restraint, the dozens of Martial Artists were flung outwards at sonic speeds. The moment their bodies hit the ground, they were turned into meat paste, leaving no intact corpses behind.

Only Xiang Longtao remained. Hearing his companion’s roar for him to survive, his heart felt like it was bleeding.

Relying on his physical constitution, which was on par with Fang Can’s, he had managed to control his spin just before the link was severed. He shot across the night sky like a meteor, vanishing from Fang Can’s view in an instant.

Before he vanished, a furious roar echoed from the distance: "Fang Can! Once I break through to the First Turn, I swear I will kill you!"

"Tsk... They broke the link already?" Fang Can said with some regret, paying no mind to the fleeing clown.

He glanced around. There was still a considerable amount of time left before the end of the grand tournament.

Fang Can didn’t want to head to the final circle just yet. With a light leap, he vanished from sight.

「An incense stick’s time later, in a basement somewhere in Great Chu.」

Fang Can opened his chest and released the girl in white he’d been holding inside his body.

As his chest opened, the girl in white, her face flushed a deep red, tumbled out onto the floor.

The moment she was out, the girl gasped for air. Although it hadn’t been stuffy inside his body, she looked as if she had just been dragged out of the water.

Xiang Ziyu no longer looked like she had everything under control. Instead, she glared fiercely at Fang Can.

But combined with her petite frame, the glare wasn’t fierce at all; if anything, it was rather cute.

’When she thought about what had just happened, she trembled uncontrollably. It had been absolutely terrifying, like falling into a bottomless abyss.’

"You weren’t behaving yourself earlier," Fang Can said coldly.

’If I hadn’t acted in time, I might have exploded.’

"What do you want?" Xiang Ziyu snorted. She couldn’t give him a pleasant look after everything he’d done.

But Fang Can wasn’t having any of it. "What do I want?" he said nonchalantly. "I kept you alive for a reason, of course."

"I just need you to recite a poem for me."

"Compose a poem for me. Make it very bright and uplifting—something that sounds positive the moment you hear it."