Chapter 168: On the Eve of the Grand Competition

Standing inside the mansion, Fang Can raised his right hand, feeling the difference after his body had been completely transformed.

As the sensation completed, like placing the final puzzle piece, his perception of every inch of his body underwent a earth-shattering change.

With every breath he took, the air seemed to penetrate directly to the deepest parts of his alveoli; every gas exchange injected vitality into his body cells.

The heart, this vital organ of the human body, now appeared extraordinarily clear in his perception. Every beat was powerful, pumping blood that flowed through his entire body, allowing every extremity to feel the pulse.

And the organization of his entire vascular system made the whole circulatory system precise and efficient, accurately fulfilling the body's demands.

At this moment, whether walking, running, or jumping, his body was like a precisely tuned machine.

What Fang Can was experiencing now was a bodily perception and control ability that had reached the biological limit.

In this state, he could fight anywhere on the earth, in the sky, in the deep sea, in lava, or in space; even facing a desperate situation, he could last longer than others.

And during this process of gradual organization, Fang Can gained a comprehensive understanding of his own body.

'Now I have reached the limit of the Mortal-Transcending Body; whether in strength, speed, or defense, I am the highest for my body type. Coupled with the Divine God Curse, unless Xiang Longtao breaks through the Path to Heaven, he should not be my opponent.'

'Next, I will imagine the enemy as those who have broken through to the First Turn on the Hidden Dragon List.'

'The entire competition lasts three days; even if one breaks through, physical quality won't improve much. One must be more careful of those strange inheritances and abilities.'

Looking at his own hands, an idea sprang to mind: 'Otherwise, I could temporarily develop a technique to enhance strength for the remaining time.'

Accompanying this thought, various thoughts surged into Fang Can's mind.

For example, deeply developing the Sky-Supporting Method to try and solve the problem of massive energy supply in a short time.

With this thought, Fang Can began to attempt modifying and deleting parts of the technique.

Under full cultivation, the following time passed quickly; more than ten days flashed by in the blink of an eye.

And in the last few days, the Imperial Palace issued an invitation to everyone, allowing all Wu Zhiren preparing to participate in the Grand Competition to enter the palace; at that time, several Fourth-Turn experts would arrive to provide protection.

Inside the training room of the Prince of Qing's Mansion, looking at the youth before him whose skin and flesh were flushed red, Old Yang's corner of the mouth twitched involuntarily: 'You kid are truly a monster.'

'Too kind, too kind.' A smile appeared on Fang Can's face as he said: 'It was not in vain that I cultivated hard these days; finally, there is some effect.'

'More than just some effect; although this move of yours is cumbersome, requires brewing, and is easy to interrupt, once executed, it is enough to suppress most First-Turners within a short time.'

Old Yang sat cross-legged on the ground and sighed: 'It seems the champion of this Grand Competition of the Nations belongs to you; my sparring ends here.'

'Rest properly for one day after returning; you've been so tense every day. The Grand Competition is the day after tomorrow; are you ready?'

Fang Can nodded, turned, and stepped away; in the process of walking, blinding light burst forth from his skin, like a hundred flashbangs exploding simultaneously.

A few seconds later, the skin, previously congested with blood, returned to Bai Xi; Fang Can, as if nothing had happened, disappeared into a secluded alley.

Watching the vanishing back, Old Yang sighed softly: 'Truly, the younger generation is awe-inspiring.'

Within the following day, the capitals of all nations were more bustling than ever before, like the New Year, with countless guests crowding into Jingcheng.

This Grand Competition of the Nations brought too many topics; it could be said to be the most lively one in a hundred years.

On the last day of the Grand Competition, Fang Can lay lazily in the courtyard, a large white expanse of soft bodies collapsed beside him.

After returning yesterday, this group had clung to him, acting spoiled, saying that participating in the Grand Competition would take three days, so they should be given the three-day supply in advance.

Under the tearful pleas of the group, Fang Can momentarily softened his heart; then, when he regained consciousness, fifteen hours had passed.

Even though Fang Can's stamina was endless, this ordeal left him feeling mentally exhausted.

This situation was truly like dropping Sichuan pepper into a fruit machine—squeezed until numb.

Just lying shirtless in the bedroom for a long time, unable to recover his strength.

By the time Fang Can regained consciousness, it was already the early morning of the day of the Grand Competition of the Nations.

Gently moving his body, stretching, and raising his hand to stop everyone's service, Fang Can put on his clothes and walked out the door.

Walking out of the residence amidst the prayers of his believers, he took the weapon handed over by the blacksmith shop, remade from the Dragon-Engraved Black Gold Broadblade, named 【Xuan Hong】.

The entire spear was about 2.5 meters long; the black spear body had red patterns and possessed the two abilities of its predecessor: Weight and Blazing Flame.

Although the Grand Competition of the Nations would restrict inheritances, the hardness of the spear body itself ensured it was sufficient for Fang Can to wield.

Just walking along the street like this, the entire street was currently empty, appearing very quiet.

After the heat of yesterday, the common people now closed their doors and windows, staying at home to prepare to watch the Grand Competition.

Yes, as a grand event held once every ten years by the nations, since the entire capital must be replicated one-to-one, the people of the capital could also witness the changes in the arena through spiritual perception.

With the competition about to start, they had already gathered together, preparing to watch the live broadcast.

Walking all the way to Xuanwu Gate, the guards at the gate did not stop him, letting Fang Can enter the Imperial Palace; along the way, Fang Can had seen many Wu Zhiren entering the palace with him.

Without speaking, they exchanged greetings, and all the way arrived at the Imperial River Plaza, where banquets had long been set up to invite the various Wu Zhiren.

Those entering the palace this time included not only officials and the royal family and Wu Zhiren on the Hidden Dragon List, but also representatives sent by various factions in the Jianghu to attend the ceremony.

'Is this Fang Can?' As Fang Can stepped into the Imperial Palace, the eyes of the various major factions around him fixed upon him.

Ignoring these stares, Fang Can could immediately see, among a group of women in colorful attire, that figure with an otherworldly temperament, and the young girl sitting obediently beside her.

Without hesitation, Fang Can approached the Jie Jianshan delegation, clasped his hands, and said: 'Greetings, Senior Liu, Senior Jiang.'

'Hmm, the scent of powder on you is a bit heavy.' Liu Qingmeng questioned unceremoniously: 'Have you been focusing solely on cultivating that Divine God Method during this time?'

'Of course not.' Fang Can smiled: 'Senior Liu, just wait and see my performance.'

Jiang Ningan on the side wanted to speak, but she firmly remembered her master's words: Wu Zhiren must exercise restraint.

Moreover, with senior and junior sisters all around, speaking up voluntarily would make her seem too concerned, wouldn't it? She also had her pride.

Thinking this, the young girl forcibly suppressed the desire to speak.

'Senior Jiang, it has been many days; are you well?' Fang Can looked at Jiang Ningan; this was the first time the two had met in Great Expansion.

(End of Chapter)