[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy":3,"chapter-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-113":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","This High Martial World Is Too Crazy",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2301001,4500,"Chapter 113: The Body Has Become Sponge-Like!","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-113",113,"\u003Cp>Splash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A surging, roaring sea of blood surged forth, ready to swallow all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the shrubs lining the road, several onlookers who had already been exposed leapt out one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing in the center of the road, the five men wore grim expressions; under the influence of the mental image, they felt their bodies submerged in blood, drenched all over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The number of this mental image is practically twenty to thirty times that of an ordinary Xuanguan Ninth Layer martial artist—how did this guy train?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhengyang was stunned; if Fang Can’s mental image hadn’t been illusory, he would have thought he was facing a genuine Dengtian Road martial artist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it was merely an illusory wash, and even though his family had methods to stabilize the mind,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they still felt their spirits slowly being tainted and eroded by the vast sea of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Fang Shaoxia, I am Li Xiangyang. We’ve come here solely for a normal sparring match—no ill intent.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhengyang smiled awkwardly, his gaze fixed on the martial artists knocked down by Wan Chenyu, tinged with guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘No problem. Since you’ve come to visit, you might as well all stay.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can spoke calmly, leaping down from the sedan—so he wouldn’t accidentally crush this toy during the fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Why waste words with him?’ Wan Chenyu snorted, his right arm snapping out to grip the broadsword with dragon patterns, then charging toward Fang Can in large strides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he stepped forward, his right hand clenched the hilt tightly; with increasing force, the once cool, You cold broadsword erupted in dazzling crimson light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This is…’ Fang Can’s eyes were drawn to the blade’s glow, then he realized it wasn’t an illusion—it was real, tangible blade energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had been an ordinary body-refining martial artist’s battle now became surreal under this strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the hilt’s glow intensified, the entire broadsword grew heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hundred jin → one thousand jin → ten thousand jin → one hundred thousand jin…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In mere moments, the broadsword, over four feet long, increased in weight to a terrifying one hundred and eight thousand jin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, in Wan Chenyu’s hands, it was like gripping a trident of the Sea God!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the broadsword became unbearably heavy, its fifty-ton weight slowed Wan Chenyu’s speed, yet his aura resembled a beast ready to tear heaven and earth apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire blade turned a blazing red, like a searing iron, radiating temperatures of thousands of degrees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each step, the ground began to crack and split.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, though Fang Can didn’t understand the mechanism, he had no intention of meeting it head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the scorching wave slash toward him, he twisted his body lightly, barely avoiding the blade’s edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mid-air, Fang Can’s right arm shot out, five fingers gripping the blade’s back, then he unleashed a Thousand Jin Drop, slamming his entire weight downward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiiii—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like mud sinking into the sea, amid the black smoke rising from the earth, Fang Can forcibly drove the entire broadsword into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This is a fine sword. I’ll take it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can smiled, pressing his right arm against the blade’s back, while his left fist shot out like a dragon’s strike, clashing directly with Wan Chenyu’s right fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if heaven and earth had violently collided—a visible shockwave swept outward from between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thunderous roar made nearby civilians instinctively cover their ears, feeling as if their eardrums were tearing, their heads reeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zzzz~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Chenyu felt his arm strike something as hard as xuantie; his arm went numb, his knuckles split open, blood slowly seeping from the wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This guy is even harder than me.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Chenyu was stunned—he knew that hardening arts required years of painstaking cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since childhood, he had toughened his body with secret medicines, relying on his family’s ultimate technique, making his hardened body unmatched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had assumed Fang Can, having trained only recently, would have flesh and blood far weaker despite his rapid realm advancement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But reality told him he was losing in pure fist-to-fist combat—how was this possible?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With disbelief, Wan Chenyu looked up—and saw a towering figure staring at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can’s original height of 1.8 meters had inexplicably grown to 2.2 meters; his stature, once a head shorter, now nearly matched Wan Chenyu’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His previously pale skin was now blazing red, his bloodshot eyes dripping crimson—he looked like a demon god descending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘How is this possible!’ the noble youths who had come with him stared in horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flesh spontaneously growing, breaking the cosmic cycle of matter and energy—this touched upon the secrets of Dengtian, far beyond mortal comprehension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, even the most powerful body-refining martial artists must obey the basic laws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, they cannot release qi externally, cannot manifest mental images, and must abide by the law of conservation of energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So where did Fang Can’s extra two meters of flesh come from?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Fang Can reached Dengtian Road?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or had he broken the law of conservation of energy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer: no!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Wan Chenyu had the White Eye, he could peer through Fang Can’s body and see the condition of his internal organs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once neatly arranged space of his five viscera and six bowels had been forcibly expanded, leaving his insides hollow, as if emptied out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Fang Can’s latest breakthrough—making his body act like a sponge absorbing water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can called this technique: Qingtian Fa!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Fang Can was a giant humanoid, a walking Rick Five!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When his body was sponge-like and saturated, a single limb’s strength could increase eightfold, its resilience doubled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as previous tests had shown,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>when the body was saturated, blood couldn’t be created from nothing—it could only be shifted from one end to another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary martial artists considered moving blood from left to right, or from head to arm,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to achieve temporary enhancement of specific body parts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did Fang Can choose?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chose to shift his internal blood to his skin’s surface!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his skin and muscles fully engorged, his five viscera, six bowels, and brain were all compressed to their limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His organs’ blood was continuously extracted and squeezed, endlessly supplying his skin and muscles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under this condition, though his insides were hollow—so hollow that if his abdomen were cut open, an eight- or nine-year-old child could fit inside—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his body swelled like a balloon, reaching two meters in height.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this state, Fang Can’s strength and mass remained unchanged, since no new matter was created.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his defense had genuinely doubled due to the engorged blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuanguan Ninth Layer, 99.9% + Xiehu Shishen Dafa + Fuhu Jianglong Jinshen + Qingtian Fa >> Wan Chenyu’s lifelong hardened body cultivation\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing at Wan Chenyu and the others, stunned by this violation of common sense, Fang Can’s lips curled into a wide grin:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Pity—I was going to save this technique for those who’ve undergone the First Transformation.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Since you’re here, let me show you the power of my Pillar That Holds Up Heaven!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1174,"2026-06-20T07:05:46.054Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b28edea6b10f6c261548bf20986bbc901d6c16951276c05eeab8c178c2f049b3","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-114","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-112",368,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-cover.jpg"]