Chapter 191 - 189: Shocking a Hundred Li (2)

Chapter 191: Chapter 189: Shocking a Hundred Li (2)

Still waters run deep.

At this moment, Fang Can stood upon the surface of Lotus Heart Lake, spear in hand.

Though the formless, yielding water flowed beneath his feet, he stood firm upon the viridian waves.

Only the faint ripples spreading from beneath his feet proved he was not floating in mid-air.

Although Fang Can had not yet reached the Heaven-Ascending Road, a state that defied the limits of physics, he had already polished his qi and blood to a state of flawless harmony.

Beneath his translucent skin, the power erupting from his muscles was enough to let him stand effortlessly on the waves, his clothes remaining dry, save for the soles of his shoes.

On the shore stood a dense crowd of four to five hundred Martial Artists.

They looked at the value floating above Fang Can’s head and began to murmur amongst themselves.

’Something’s not right. That number is way too low.’

’It’s been two days. Given the boy’s base stats, even if his progress was slow, his normal value should have reached 20,000. That’s a conservative estimate.’

Suddenly, one of the Martial Artists spoke up. "Hey, maybe Fang Can hasn’t broken through to the First Turn. If that’s the case, this is a guaranteed win for us."

It was such a lame joke that no one should have responded. But to everyone’s surprise, following the man’s words, Fang Can let out a hearty laugh.

"How clever. How did you know I haven’t broken through? I was hoping to give you all a surprise."

Fang Can himself was admitting he hadn’t reached the First Turn?

Hearing this from the man himself had a tremendous comedic effect.

Even in a tense standoff between two sides, many of the Martial Artists couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

"AHAHAHAHAHA!" A wave of derisive laughter erupted from Xiang Longtao’s Martial Artists.

"Haha!" Fang Can chimed in with a light chuckle.

The laughter on both sides grew louder. Xiang Longtao’s men were clutching their stomachs, never having imagined that Fang Can, the top-ranked Hidden Dragon, would say something so ridiculous.

’Perhaps when it comes to comedy, Fang Can is far ahead of them too, maybe even the best in all the kingdoms?’

After all, it was possible Fang Can hadn’t reached the First Turn, but at the same time, it seemed utterly impossible.

But gradually, as the smile on Fang Can’s face grew ever brighter, the laughter died down until it faded into silence.

Finally, a few Martial Artists began to look at the handsome young man before them with strange expressions.

’Could it be... that this guy really hasn’t reached the First Turn?’

"I’m really not kidding. I’m currently at the Profound Gate Tenth Layer and haven’t established my Inheritance," Fang Can said with a shrug, his tone honest.

"Then what are you doing here if you haven’t reached the First Turn?" one Martial Artist asked, letting out a laugh of exasperation.

They had spent two days searching for him, worried that he had gone into hiding to secretly break through.

But it turned out that wasn’t the case at all. They had been overthinking it.

"I’m here to kick you all out of the Grand Tournament of the Kingdoms," Fang Can said.

A Martial Artist sneered, "On your own? A mere Transcendent Body who hasn’t even reached the First Turn thinks he can take on more than five hundred of us?"

"Of course, it’s not just me."

At Fang Can’s words, everyone present went on high alert, thinking he had some trick up his sleeve.

But then they saw Fang Can point to himself, then to the young woman sipping tea and watching the battle from the small pavilion in the center of the lake. "It’s me and her... the two of us."

The crowd was speechless. ’Is this guy just looking for a death wish?’

Xiang Longtao, in particular, had killing intent practically materializing in his eyes. To think the man he was facing was still stuck at the Transcendent Body stage made all his preparations feel like a complete waste.

’If I had known, why would I have even bothered practicing the [Nine Dragons Converging Body]? I should have just stuck with my original [Accumulated Power] Inheritance.’

’Now look at me, neither human nor ghost, my hair all gone and my head all pointy.’

"Hey, make way, let me go first! I’ll test the waters."

A rather punchable voice came from the crowd of Martial Artists, and a green-robed youth squeezed his way forward.

"I’ve never beaten the top-ranked Hidden Dragon before. Everyone, please make way and let me test the waters," he said.

As he spoke, the green-robed youth raised his voice. "Fang Can, I won’t bully you. How about I don’t use my Inheritance and just fight you with pure martial strength?"

His words, however, quickly drew the ire of the surrounding Martial Artists.

’How could the honor of inflicting the first defeat on Fang Can, number one on both the Hidden Dragon and Ascending Dragon rankings, be handed over so easily?’

"Let me do it! I won’t use my Inheritance either, just physical strength."

"Who the hell are you? I can also fight Fang Can using only my strength, without my Inheritance."

...

’Not use their Inheritance?’ Fang Can, who had been about to go all out, paused. He glanced at the values above the heads of the bickering crowd; not a single one of them even reached 20,000.

Without a word, Fang Can’s blood surged like a torrential flood, coursing through every inch of his flesh and bone. The terrifying heat turned his skin a faint red.

[Evil Tiger Devouring Body Art]: 37,882!

The moment he activated the first stage of his transformation, the clamor of the arguing crowd subsided significantly.

Fang Can remained silent, simply activating his cheats!

In the blink of an eye, he began the second stage of his transformation, and his power level doubled once more.

[Second Stage]: 75,765!

After he completed these two simple stages, the volume of the crowd dropped another notch.

Some of the Martial Artists even glanced back furtively at the grim-faced Xiang Longtao, silently apologizing in their hearts.

’We used to mock Xiang Longtao behind his back for not being able to beat Fang Can, but it turns out this is the kind of stat monster he was fighting a few days ago. Losing to this doesn’t seem so shameful after all.’

"Are you sure you don’t want to use your Inheritances?" Fang Can asked earnestly.

"Of course not! If we need our Inheritances to fight a mere Transcendent Body, what little face would we have left?"

A Martial Artist shouted, "We may have agreed not to use our Inheritances, but you’ll have to face all of us at once!"

"A group attack? Fine, I’ll play with you all for a while. I’ll be sure to control my strength."

Fang Can smiled. The scene before him reminded him of sparring with his senior brothers at the Tiger Slaughter Sect several months ago.

The tip of his spear traced ripples across the lake’s surface. Fang Can looked at the crowd in the distance and said, "I await your guidance."

The two sides were only a hundred zhang apart. With their speed, the distance was closed in an instant.

There was no reply. In the blink of an eye, the three to four-hundred-meter distance was crossed.

Spear tip and staff head collided in an instant.

As the intense wind pressure began to whip the water’s surface into churning waves, a hundred or so Martial Artists had already surrounded Fang Can.

Veins bulged on their faces and in their eyes, a clear sign they had activated Secret Techniques to amplify their power.

Combined with their varied, potent True Essences, their physical prowess, for a short time at least, was not far inferior to Fang Can’s current strength.

At that moment, their faces were as twisted and demonic as ghosts. They surrounded Fang Can, each one unleashing their ultimate techniques with full force.

Swords, sabers, spears, palms, fists...

In a mere instant, Fang Can felt a dull ache all over his body—a warning from his instincts of the imminent attacks.

Just as his body was about to be torn apart by the immense force of the combined assault, Fang Can’s skin began to vibrate wildly.

In that split second, everyone felt as if the man before them had transformed into a hedgehog covered in sharp spines.

’Don’t attack! This is terrifyingly dangerous!’

This was the subconscious reaction born from their years of martial arts experience.