Chapter 195 - 193: The Shock of a Hundred Li (6)

Chapter 195: Chapter 193: The Shock of a Hundred Li (6)

CLINK—

That was the sound of the wine cup in Prince Qing’s hand falling onto the table.

A Martial Artist said in disbelief, "Am I hallucinating?"

A First Turn collapsed onto the ground, stunned. "Is this a level of power a Transcendent Body can achieve?"

"Impossible. This can’t be real. I must be dreaming." Someone shook their head vigorously.

A sun hung high in the sky, but everyone felt as though their hearts were being suffocated by dark clouds.

Because the man before them was more dazzling than the sun itself, and the number above his head announced his arrival to the entire world.

[3,939,780]

[Three million, nine hundred thirty-nine thousand, seven hundred eighty]

"3.9 million?" In the Great Derivation Imperial Palace, a Martial Artist looked at Luo Yanmo in disbelief. "Is that number wrong?"

"I... I can’t say for certain." Luo Yanmo didn’t know what to make of it either.

The Celestial Secret Tower had only said that any value under one million could be trusted.

But a value of 3.93 million was absolutely beyond any normal estimation.

"Are you ready to fight?"

He stood five meters tall, and his entire body, even every strand of his hair, radiated light.

The sunlight, so dense it seemed tangible, draped over him like a suit of armor, encasing every inch of his skin.

"CRACKLE! CRACKLE! CRACKLE!"

That was the sound coming from within Fang Can’s body as he slowly twisted and compressed his five-meter-tall frame back to its normal size.

"In my Full Radiance Form, my power is about fifty-two times stronger than in my third state."

"However, the energy consumption has also increased significantly. Even with replenishment from the sun, my power level drops by 100 every second."

"So, I hope you can survive until my stamina is completely depleted."

A smirk played on Fang Can’s lips as he took aim at the Martial Artists gathered in the distance.

The moment he finished speaking, Fang Can’s figure vanished as if teleporting. Instantly, a deep gouge appeared in the ground, accompanied by a roar like a fighter jet.

Then, everyone felt as if two suns had appeared overhead.

Fang Can had already clenched his right fist.

"He’s overhead!"

"Scatter!"

"Retreat!"

...

In the instant they shouted, before anyone could react, Fang Can’s right fist was already pressing down from a distance.

"BOOM!!!!"

A dragon-like blast of Qi Force shot down from Fang Can’s fist, a torrent of energy several meters thick that pierced through the earth in an instant.

Even though the Martial Artists had done their best to escape the kill zone, some were still not fast enough.

Just from the shockwave of his punch, a dozen or so First Turn Martial Artists were crushed into meat paste amidst their screams.

Beneath Fang Can, a five-meter-deep circular crater appeared, as if stamped out by a hydraulic press. It was littered with bits of minced flesh.

"Everyone, spread out! Don’t let him wipe us out in one go!"

Profound Origin Transformation roared, but the next moment, he felt a burning sensation wash over his entire body.

’This is bad!’ he thought, whipping his head around.

He saw Fang Can’s golden, glowing eyes fixed on him, like a merciless Great Ming King.

Clearly, Fang Can had no intention of letting the guy who’d launched a sneak attack earlier get away. He was about to strike with punishing force.

Without a shred of pity, Fang Can pulled back the right fist he had just thrown, gathering power for another strike.

"Expand the chessboard!"

In the distance, seeing Fang Can about to attack, Ye Yun Peak roared.

This was no longer a time to hold back. They had to work together to survive.

The next moment, a chessboard materialized beneath the feet of both Fang Can and Ye Yun Peak, initiating the "guess first" phase to decide who would play as red and move first.

As expected, under the influence of his luck-based ability, Fang Can was guaranteed to be chosen for the red side.

And then!

He attacked without hesitation.

Rules! Reason! Technique! Fang Can ignored them all!

In a male-targeted novel, when you possess the power to battle heaven and earth, you can shatter any and all complex mechanics with a single punch.

Radiance Form: Serious Punch!

He had no intention of playing chess at all. Fang Can’s right fist shot straight out.

But in Ye Yun Peak’s eyes, Fang Can’s fist *was* the chess piece!

With that one punch, his own chess pieces began to explode violently.

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"

Chariots, horses, cannons, advisors, and elephants—one by one, they all violently disintegrated into smoke.

The power gap was too vast. You didn’t even have the right to sit at the table and play; he’d smash the board to pieces for you.

As the pieces shattered one after another, and the last general dissipated into smoke, a mouthful of blood sprayed violently from Ye Yun Peak’s mouth.

With the chessboard as his battlefield, he naturally had to bear the consequences himself.

Fang Can’s punch had triggered the most dangerous scenario: a complete loss, with not a single black piece surviving on the board.

The next moment, Ye Yun Peak’s body, just like the chessboard, completely exploded, leaving no corpse intact.

It was thanks to this small delay, bought with Ye Yun Peak’s life, that Profound Origin Transformation had the chance to summon his Mixed Element Bracelet.

The small bracelet in his possession instantly enlarged, transforming into a massive golden bangle three meters wide.

In response, Fang Can simply raised his right fist again and aimed.

No matter the method, he would shatter it with pure force!

It was another simple, unadorned punch.

Looking at the golden bracelet that had been tangling with him just moments ago, Fang Can slammed his right fist into it.

At the moment of impact, every Martial Artist present could clearly feel the earth shaking and trembling violently!

It was as if the very ground beneath their feet was about to submit to the monster before them.

As the shockwave rolled out, the surrounding Martial Artists were sent flying by the turbulent, wave-like torrent of air.

Profound Origin Transformation violently spat out a mouthful of blood, but a hint of relief still showed on his face.

Because he had successfully blocked the punch.

The Heaven-Chaos Bracelet before him, like a solid fortress, had successfully withstood Fang Can’s attack.

But—

’If one punch doesn’t work, then I’ll use ten! A hundred!!!’

The Heaven-Chaos Bracelet did not prolong Profound Origin Transformation’s life for long.

In less time than it took to blink, Fang Can’s demon-god-like figure raised his right fist once more.

If his previous combat power of 300,000 was equivalent to three hundred Profound Gate Tenth Layer Martial Artists fighting at once...

...then Fang Can’s current power level of 3.93 million was like 3,930 Profound Gate Tenth Layer Martial Artists unleashing their power simultaneously!

It was the combined power of 3,930 Profound Gate Tenth Layer masters, all possessing Fang Can’s skills, punching forward as one.

A single punch that concentrated the strength of 3,930 Tenth Layer masters.

How could it be blocked? How could anyone possibly stop it?!

At this moment, under the might of this punch, mountains and rivers would overturn and the gods themselves would flee in terror!

The only thing Profound Origin Transformation could hear was a furious roar: "Take this! Fist that Quells Mountains and Rivers!!!"

At these words, the Heaven-Chaos Bracelet could no longer hold. It was sent flying backward by the force of the punch.

The remaining shockwave then poured, unobstructed, onto Profound Origin Transformation, instantly atomizing his body into a spray of bloody mist that scattered in all directions.

Slowly retracting his fist, Fang Can stood upon the ruins, looking at the shocking devastation on the ground as he surveyed the surrounding Martial Artists.

"Now it’s your turn. I hope you’ll be a little more durable."

As he spoke, Fang Can leaned his body forward slightly, assuming an attack stance.

The crowd of Martial Artists before him was struck with utter despair.

Their minds raced, all wondering how they could possibly survive against this demon-god-like monster and seize one of the five remaining spots.