Chapter 131: Sharpening the Spear on the Battlefield

In the ravines of the plain, Fang Can felt his left cheek burning with pain.

If viewed from a third-person perspective, half of Fang Can's cheek seemed to crack bit by bit like shatterproof glass.

This was caused by the Qingtian Technique improving the hardness of the epidermis while compressing the blood state, which simultaneously reduced the skin's toughness.

It was like a car windshield developing fine spiderweb cracks upon impact.

"That strike just now was not merely pure force," Fang Can thought calmly.

Ten-plus days ago, inside the villa that had appeared, after Hearing Liu Qingmeng finished explaining the concept of Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment, she looked at the pensive Fang Can and smiled:

"You don't think the special nature of the First Turn is just having great strength, do you?"

"Are there other effects?" Fang Can frowned subconsciously; this numerical boost was already outrageous enough, were there other mechanisms?

"Nonsense, on the path of martial arts, the most important point is to practice the false until it becomes real, to turn the void into substance."

"Before ascending the Ascend to Heaven Path Realm, a martial artist's mental image can only affect the mind."

"But after ascending the Ascend to Heaven Path Realm, your mental image will practice the false until it becomes real, truly affecting real material."

"For example?" Fang Can asked curiously.

"For example, internal energy, true qi, magic, battle qi, chakra; these virtual concepts you imagine in your mind will be materialized."

Hearing Liu Qingmeng said proudly: "The energy you imagine when shedding your mortal body is ultimately virtual; no matter how powerful a martial artist who has shed their mortal body is, they ultimately rely only on physical combat."

"Even if you play all sorts of tricks with your body, you cannot escape this trend."

"But once you reach the Ascend to Heaven Path Realm, you can use battle qi, yuan qi, or spiritual energy materialized from your mental image to assist in combat, truly achieving energy projection."

"Just like, if your physical strength right now were multiplied by ten, how fast do you think you could run?" Hearing Liu Qingmeng asked rhetorically.

"How fast could one run after the physique is enhanced tenfold?" Fang Can pondered:

"Counting external factors like friction, air resistance, and gravity, it should be at most 200 meters per second."

"This is the influence of reality factors, causing one's speed to be unable to be fully utilized," Hearing Liu Qingmeng said, gently waving her finger:

"But with the assistance of those energies, you can ignore most physical laws and fully display the speed you should be able to achieve."

"By then, a movement speed of three or four hundred meters per second would not be a dream."

'Materialization of energy...'

Fang Can recalled Wang Peng's punch just now, which felt like a heavy hammer smashing directly into his face; it must have been something akin to a martial artist's Gang Qi.

Rising from the ravine, he saw chaos all around; countless martial artists were scattering and fleeing, while those believers wanted to approach to help.

"You all withdraw first," Fang Can said coldly.

"My lord, this is a First Turn martial artist; we want to help you hold him off, please escape quickly," a mental image martial artist said fearfully.

Although his legs had already begun to tremble slightly under the pressure of the First Turn, he still gritted his teeth and spoke.

"I said, withdraw completely; do you want to affect my combat?" Fang Can said coldly.

What is this guy saying!!!

At this moment, it was not just the mental image martial artists present at the scene.

Even the ministers relying on the water mirror in the court to prepare aid were incredulous.

"He actually wants to contend with a First Turn using merely the body of one who has shed their mortal body?"

"He is still too young and impetuous."

"It doesn't matter; seeing the gap will provide more motivation to move forward; a young person learns from a setback."

"That's right, as long as death does not exceed three seconds and the corpse is still warm, I can save him; you all prepare to transmit me over there in time later."

Several courtiers, speaking one after another, defined Fang Can's behavior as arrogance and stupidity.

Precisely because they had become First Turn, they understood the difference between the two.

Even the weakest of the weakest First Turns cannot be defeated head-on by the Ninth Layer.

But those believers did not care about these things; one by one, they gazed at their god with longing, almost ready to raise the banner.

Just like this! It should be like this! This courage to strike at the strong!

This is the god they wanted to worship!

No matter the outcome, do those other evil gods and false gods dare?

Immediately, a martial artist, while pulling back distance, began to chant the "Supreme Supreme Glorious Radiant God Emperor Scripture" in a low voice.

"These people... are they crazy?" Far away, the escorting the Princess's party retreated while murmuring, feeling that neither the god nor the believers were normal.

But in the next moment, Wan Guixuan's figure suddenly appeared, calmly telling the party not to withdraw.

Because the ministers had already ordered him earlier that when Fang Can died, he must snatch back a severed limb, only then could he perform resurrection.

Even Wan Yuxuan had given this order, because this might be an opportunity to repair the relationship with Fang Can.

And at this moment, the makeshift stage had been set up; Wang Peng, with a ferocious expression, looked at Fang Can and sneered: "Hoho, not only do you not flee, but you even dare to strike back at me?"

"If I do not kill you, this rat in the gutter, how can I quell my anger and killing intent!"

"Moreover, in the land illuminated by the sun, it is my home ground."

Fang Can's tone was cold; under the great sun shining in the sky, the sunlight was absorbed and transformed into energy.

The spiderweb-like cracks originally on his cheek now began to heal bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, Fang Can's body began to blur, producing layer upon layer of afterimages, making his face impossible to see clearly.

"What technique is this?" a minister said subconsciously.

Through extremely strong eyesight, he could see Fang Can's body inside the water mirror trembling wildly.

Only Fang Can himself knew clearly that he was cultivating, cultivating on the battlefield.

【Particle Burst War Body】: 4% → 4.5% → 5%...

Under the opponent's extreme pressure, Fang Can's talent began to increase at a terrifying speed.

This technique, newly created, would take two days to cultivate even with talent two hundred times the norm.

Yet now, it is being mastered at a rate visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, starting from the simplest outer skin, Fang Can's body began to shake violently.

The force of this cellular friction and vibration gradually became subtle, beginning to penetrate bit by bit into the cells and bones, until every cell of his body was thoroughly brought under control.

"Playing tricks with ghosts and gods."

Wang Peng snorted coldly, no longer delaying; his flesh and blood swelled, transforming into lightning as he charged toward Fang Can.

As a sonic boom exploded around his body, Wang Peng's fist struck Fang Can with even greater weight and ferocity than before.

The earth plowed a trench beneath his movement, spreading toward Fang Can.

Facing this punch, Fang Can did not dodge at all; instead, he stood rooted to the spot as if stunned.

"With this punch of mine, you will die!" Wang Peng sneered, his right fist already blasting into Fang Can's chest like lightning.

Almost simultaneously, his right fist punched out from behind Fang Can, piercing him through.

The qi force attached to the surface skin exploded, and Fang Can's body was instantly torn apart.

"Boom!"

Almost instantly, with a deafening roar, under Wang Peng's assault, Fang Can's body was violently split into two halves.

"Hurry and use the inheritance to teleport me over!" a court official said hastily, forming a hand seal.

Too late; Fang Can's corpse will go cold. It must be resurrected while still warm.

Another court official on the side formed a hand seal, but before it could activate, a hand gently rested on his shoulder.

"Prince Qing?" The official turned in shock, only to see him shake his head lightly and say, "No need to rush yet. The battle isn't over. Continue watching."

"It's not over yet?"

The official's face was filled with astonishment. Torn in half and yet still able to fight? What kind of undead warrior is this?

Meanwhile, on the scene, Wang Peng looked at his right hand. On his arm, where veins bulged, there was not a trace of blood, and the sensation from just now...

"It felt like hitting a layer of thin paper. Was what I just hit an illusion? How could someone at the Mortal Shedding Body realm possess such ability?"

Wang Peng felt a strange unease in his heart, yet he heard a cold voice speak in unison from both sides.

"I admit the strength of the First Turn is indeed impressive. To show respect, I can only discard a bit of my image and fight you directly."

Voices emerged from both sides simultaneously, causing Wang Peng to instinctively not know where to look.

On his left, the left half of Fang Can's body stood upright in place.

Because the entire person had been sliced open, the hollow internal structure was exposed.

Only then did Wang Peng realize that beneath the bones and muscles propping up Fang Can, the internal organs and brain inside were hollow, shriveled, and tiny.

And on the right side was the symmetrical half of the body, both left and right looking at him with mocking eyes.

At this moment, Fang Can's body continued to vibrate violently at a high frequency.

【Particle Explosion War Body】: 10% → 5% + 5%

"10%? The skin is now completely under control." Fang Can felt the outer skin of his body brought under control, and half of his face smiled slightly.

At this moment, even the court ministers felt a sudden pang of fear in their hearts.

What kind of secret technique is this, capable of achieving the state of being split yet not dying? Only now did they understand the terror of being ranked first in immortality.

"The difficulty of cultivating this secret technique is like climbing to the heavens. To master it at the Mortal Shedding Body realm indeed lives up to being the number one in ancient and modern times. Unfortunately..."

"Let's see how many more times you can split!" Wang Peng roared, a rolling wave of qi surging and flipping, tearing up the surrounding soil.

Sensing something was wrong, he no longer held back, preparing to kill the youth before him instantly with his utmost power!

"I simply don't believe you can reassemble even if I blast you into minced meat!"

Wang Peng's thoughts raced; at this moment, his right fist felt as if dozens of Ninth Layer experts were combining their strength. He drove it toward the left half of Fang Can, preparing to blast him into dust.

Facing this heavy and powerful punch, Fang Can's face was cold as frost, and his body retreated slightly backward.

Then, Wang Peng, who was charging forward, felt only darkness before his eyes; his vision was covered, and his right arm struck a layer of extremely resilient fabric.

"What the hell is this? Where did this guy get a strip of cloth?"

Wang Peng was bewildered, feeling a twisting force transmit through his arm; immediately, the cloth strip, as if possessing sentience, began to coil around him and flow upward.

"Kasaya Demon-Subduing Art!"

Fang Can's expression was ice-cold; as his mind trembled, the cloth strip surrounded Wang Peng's arm like the toughest steel.

Gently pinching the end of the cloth and giving it a flick, without needing force, the cloth strip flipped and curled up like a spiritual snake, generating a force of over ten tons, causing Wang Peng's body to flip over.

Wang Peng's entire body flipped directly under the force of the surge.

With a face full of confusion, swept into mid-air, Wang Peng's body trembled as a layer of aura covered his whole form, attempting to shatter the cloth.

But before that could happen, the cloth seemed to sense it in advance and withdrew on its own.

Wang Peng felt his vision clear, his strength restored, and only then did he see the true nature of that cloth.

Even at the moment he saw it clearly, he was struck dumb with horror, unable to react until his body crashed violently into the earth.

It turned out that so-called cloth—

Was skin!

A human skin!

Fang Can's human skin!

Inside the court, those ministers each drew in a sharp breath of cold air, watching with wide eyes as Fang Can's human skin transformed into a kasaya, coiling around Wang Peng like a swimming dragon.

As Wang Peng crashed into the mud, Fang Can finally stepped back two paces.

The right hand skeleton, with no skin remaining, only bones and pink muscle, made a slight beckoning gesture.

That human skin in mid-air automatically flicked, automatically coiling back onto Fang Can's body, but it did not reattach; instead, it draped over the skeleton like a Bai Yu kasaya.

This technique, the 【Particle Explosion War Body】, serves as the core, allowing cellular vibration to reach a level of subtle control.

Combined with the flesh-and-blood brain transformation ability of the "Great Sun Indestructible Demon Body," the detached body can move freely.

And a martial artist's body is the best material; the Kasaya Subduing Demon Technique cast upon human skin requires no activation to automatically fight the enemy.

"I'd like to see how you fight me!"

Fang Can's tone was cold; while speaking, his cultivation of the "Particle Explosion War Body" continued in parallel.

Currently, the Cell Explosion War Body, cultivated only to 5% + 5%, can freely control only the skin and flesh.

Next come the five viscera, the brain, the bones, the cervical vertebrae...

So what if it's a First Turn? Does that mean I can't win?

Combat tests imagination; it depends on who has the moves.

So what if you're a stats monster?

I, Fang Can, a specialist in mechanical heroes, might not necessarily lose to you.

On the ground, as the surface shattered, Wang Peng instantly launched himself upward in a split second; while his body flipped, his right leg swung down from above like a giant axe.

This strike was like lightning and thunder; air ripples spread out in circles. Fang Can could not forcibly dodge and could only cross his arms, attempting to block it head-on.

Crack!

With a sharp sound, even though Fang Can did his utmost to deflect and dissipate the force, the bones of his right arm had already snapped; kicked into tiny fragments, it was completely severed.

In the crater blown open in the earth, Fang Can's right forearm flew through the air as his body instantly exploded backward.

While retreating to the rear, his small intestine suddenly surged outward, snatching the flying right forearm from the air, yanking it back, and reattaching it.

Under the sunlight, Fang Can's right arm was pitted and uneven, with large patches of cracks and damage appearing at the joint.

Meanwhile, the human skin actively shed a portion to wrap around the broken fragments, forcibly fixing them in place.

Gently clenching his fist to suppress the intense pain of the shattered bones, Fang Can nodded inwardly: "It'll do for now; just glue it after the battle."

"What kind of monster is this?" Wang Peng looked at the half-human before him with a gloomy expression; even among martial artists, this was a rare aberration.

And while the right-side Fang Can dealt with the enemy, the left-side Fang Can also opened his eyes.

【Particle Explosion War Body】: 5% + 5% → 35% + 5%

While the right side handled the enemy, the left side had already cultivated this technique to near completion.

In the next instant, Wang Peng felt a loud shout come from behind him: "I am here to assist you!"

(End of this chapter)