This High Martial World is Too Crazy!!!

Chapter 179: Chapter 178: A Visceral Worry, As Close as Lips and Teeth

Fang Can considered himself someone who liked to keep things hidden.

It wasn’t about playing the pig to eat the tiger—deliberately showing weakness to the enemy—but simply a love for holding back trump cards.

He enjoyed showing off, both in a literal and metaphorical sense.

But when facing enemies, he always liked to keep some moves in reserve to handle any situation.

The power he revealed only needed to be enough to crush his opponent; he kept a little extra in his back pocket to prevent any accidents.

It was a bit like a healthy Itachi—no one ever knew what skill he would pull out to defeat you.

After all, Fang Can himself didn’t want to rely entirely on his ability where extreme adversity brings good fortune.

The passive ability was a bit too unstable. Having to get beaten black and blue before powering up was just masochistic.

Besides, if he relied on that ability for everything, how was he any different from some useless bum who relied solely on their innate talent? ℯℯ𝘭.

It was like a noble born into an imperial family; no matter how idle you were, you were still untouchable by commoners.

But Fang Can subconsciously wanted to prove that even without this ability, he could still make a name for himself.

A protagonist is a protagonist because they must exhibit qualities that surpass the ordinary.

Whether it’s extreme greed, great moral character, or an indomitable spirit.

To put it accurately, Fang Can was like the young master of a great house in his rebellious phase, wanting to leave home and make his own way in the world. The day he finally accepted his fate, he could go home and inherit a fortune worth billions.

What’s more, here in Fangcun Mountain, one could even be revived after death.

Since his life wasn’t truly in danger, his ability’s reaction to the crisis was somewhat muted.

”Getting serious? Young Master Fang, you can’t possibly have more trump cards,” the pale-faced youth said with a smile, but alarm bells were ringing in his mind.

Sensing that his own innate talent was being kept at a mediocre level, Fang Can reined in his thoughts and looked into the distance.

With his excellent vision, he could see a girl who looked like an elf several kilometers away, drawing a bow and aiming in his direction.

Behind her, a young man was balancing on a cuju ball with his left foot. With a light kick from his right, the wildly spinning ball was carrying him toward them at supersonic speeds.

As the delay dragged on, some Martial Artists who had been on the verge of a breakthrough and didn’t need much preparation had already succeeded and were now rushing over.

Most of them were coming to kill Fang Can on the spot.

”Looks like I need to end this quickly. I was hoping to play with you all a little longer.”

As Fang Can spoke, the blood in his body rushed to his skin, and his frame began to expand.

In the blink of an eye, he grew to a height of 2.2 meters. This was the Heaven-Supporting Skill, which hardened the skin by compressing the blood within the body.

”Attack now! Kill this rogue on the spot!” the youth beside him said urgently.

Before the words were even out, the youths around him understood tacitly, attacking Fang Can in unison with various palm, fist, and kicking techniques.

Seeing this, Fang Can didn’t dodge or evade. He stood his ground, actively taking their attacks.

CLANG—CLANG—CLANG—

As the sound of striking steel echoed, Fang Can’s body remained completely unscathed by their attacks.

’How is that possible!’

Everyone’s pupils contracted. They couldn’t even leave a scratch.

In contrast, the attackers felt their hands go numb. If not for the shared damage, their muscles would have torn and their bones would have shattered.

”You all seem to have forgotten something. It’s not that your power has increased seventy-fold, but simply that your turtle shell is seventy times tougher than usual.”

”With your power levels below ten thousand, it would be useless even if I stood here and let you hit me for a whole day.”

Fang Can said coldly, his gaze falling on the girl in white standing in the distance. ”Your ability is very useful. I’ll be taking you.”

As he spoke, Fang Can’s body shuddered, and the surrounding Martial Artists were all sent flying as if struck by a blast.

Then, to everyone’s horror, Fang Can actually sliced open his own chest and plunged his arm inside.

As heavenly light surged, Fang Can actually ripped out his own heart, liver, spleen, stomach, kidneys, and even his brain.

There was no bloody, gory scene. Instead, the organs shimmered with a faint light, possessing a strange, bewitching beauty.

At this moment, because all the blood had been supplied to his skin, these internal organs looked somewhat withered, as if from excessive blood loss.

”Did you really think that just because my skin can’t feel the sunlight, I can’t absorb solar energy?”

With his entrails dangling from his arm, Fang Can sneered. With a powerful swing and a sonic BOOM, he flung the organs in his hand straight up, breaking through the blockade of dark clouds and soaring into the sky.

These organs were like independent power banks, ready to be plugged in and supply energy when the main body ran low.

Immediately after, he shot forward like an arrow released from a bow. As the ground around him sank, he thrust his spear toward the girl in white.

The blatant killing intent made the girl’s heart pound in terror. She hastily chanted, ”Perfectly round, brilliantly bright, a single wish-granting pearl of light. Unharmed by sword, halberd, blade, or spear.”

In an instant, a golden light flashed in front of Fang Can’s direct thrust. His spear struck a wall of light, its momentum completely dissipated, and the wall of light dimmed.

Just as Fang Can was about to get in close for another strike, Xiang Longtao blocked his path. ”Where do you think you’re going?”

”Get out of my way, you clown!”

Not even bothering to talk, Fang Can grabbed Xiang Longtao’s head with both hands and pulled it down.

”BOOM!!!”

A powerful knee strike slammed directly into Xiang Longtao’s face.

The terrifying force was transmitted, causing dozens of Martial Artists in the distance to spurt blood from their noses.

Seeing the young man look over at her, the girl’s heart filled with panic.

The First Turn Iron Chains could only link Transcendent Body Martial Artists; she hadn’t received any buff at all.

If her body, which had just broken through and had not yet undergone the Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment, took a punch from Fang Can, she’d be black and blue all over.

Almost subconsciously, she prepared to chant, ”If it benefits the nation...”

”Oh no, she’s about to recite a poem!” Ye Yonglie and the other believers, observing from within the Great Derivation, exclaimed in shock. ”Quick, shut her up!”

As the girl in white spoke, the clanging of swords and blades echoed all around, heralding the terror of this poem.

If Fang Can were hit by the poem, he would likely be injured as well.

But right now, his limbs were restrained by Xiang Longtao, leaving him unable to dodge.

Since that was the case... if he couldn’t use his hands, he’d use his mouth!!!

A flash of determination crossed Fang Can’s eyes as he moved his head toward the girl who was just inches away.

As their lips met, he forcibly silenced the second half of the phrase she was about to utter.

???

Stunned. The entire scene fell silent, everyone staring dumbfounded at the sight before them.

With their lips pressed together, the girl in white felt her mind go blank. Her body went limp and numb as if under anesthesia, and she felt herself about to lose her balance.

Then, in the next instant, Fang Can’s chest opened up like a gaping, bloody maw and swallowed the girl whole.