Chapter 177: Military Formation Inheritance!

Humiliation! Resentment!

Amidst the ruins, Fang Can's right arm, like the crown of the skull, pressed down on Xiang Longtao's head, forcing him to kneel and preventing him from rising.

Overwhelming indignation filled Xiang Longtao's mind; he had actually been beaten to his knees by Fang Can!

Beaten to his knees after exhausting all his strength?

As his right arm exerted force, Fang Can's face turned somewhat pale due to lack of blood.

But within the next breath, the man before him would have his head crushed by him.

However, after pondering for a moment, Fang Can slowly released his grip, withdrawing his palm from the other's face.

Xiang Longtao, his bloodshot eyes wide, stared at Fang Can: "Why don't you strike? Kill me! Why won't you kill me!"

At this moment, Xiang Longtao's mindset was collapsing; he knew very well that countless people around were expecting this battle, and he also knew his father, the Emperor, who had placed his hopes on him, was watching.

In this situation of defeat, killing him directly and withdrawing from this battlefield would actually be simpler; staying here meant every second was a terrifying humiliation.

"Killing you here is useless; you cannot die in reality anyway."

"Compared to your wretched survival, your Fourth-Transcendence father is the real focus; whether I kill you or not, your father will still want to kill me."

Fang Can shook his head indifferently: "Isn't it better to keep you alive, letting you shamelessly play the clown?"

"Every second you survive in this battlefield is merely advertising my strength to the outside world."

"So, strive, strive to catch up with my back."

Fang Can spoke coldly: "Watch me walk further and further away, until I defeat you, making it your glory rather than your humiliation."

Killing the person and piercing the heart! Simply killing the person and piercing the heart!

Facing Fang Can's calm words, the surrounding audience could not help but think.

Xiang Hongtu's brows knitted tightly, staring fixedly at the youth, his killing intent fully revealed, never before having he wanted to crush this fellow so much.

Kneeling on the ground, looking up at the youth's blood-red eyes gazing down, unprecedented humiliation surged from Xiang Longtao's heart.

Compared to death, living caused him more pain.

Having enjoyed a smooth sailing life in the first half, yet encountering such a major setback at this moment, a layer of gloom instantly covered Xiang Longtao's mind.

It must be known that on this square inch mountain, the Path to Heaven suppressed everything, so those Shaman blessings could not be used within this space.

At this moment, Xiang Longtao's state of mind was on the verge of collapse; without blessings to alleviate it, cracks filled his Invincible Dao Heart, seemingly about to shatter.

What Fang Can was doing to him now seemed to be the same humiliation he had inflicted on other martial artists in the first half of his life.

Xiang Longtao gritted his teeth tightly: "Too arrogant! Simply too arro..."

Boom!

With a light flick of his finger, he sent the noisy fellow flying over a hundred meters, speaking indifferently: "Too arrogant... and what then?"

Gazing into the distance, Fang Can retrieved his Black Rainbow and turned to walk back, yet his expression grew slightly solemn as he sensed a thread of threat.

Suddenly, a clear, high-pitched voice of a young girl came from afar: "The north wind rolls over the ground, breaking the white grass; in the Hu sky, snow flies in the eighth month!"

With her words, the entire sky suddenly erupted with violent winds, and wild hurricanes swept towards Fang Can.

At the same time, the earth around, turned into ruins by the battle, rapidly accumulated white frost.

Before the white frost could freeze completely, under the howling of the wild winds, it was directly swept up, rushing towards Fang Can with great momentum like sharp blades.

'What flashy nonsense.' Fang Can watched the ice crystal fragments hitting his body; they were like swords and blades, capable of splitting a mortal's body, but that was all.

Watching the howling hurricane, he wanted to swat it away.

Yet he heard the young girl continue to chant softly: "A hundred battles break the armor of soldiers; alone, I support half a century."

With her words, the power of the ice crystal fragments did not change, yet they gained the ability to pierce armor.

Fang Can only felt a slight stinging on his body surface; under the surging wild winds, those ice shards actually lightly sliced open his skin.

Fang Can: "Is that all?"

In the next moment, Fang Can raised his hand and threw a standard right-hand straight punch; a force like mountains and seas surged forth.

Everything within a range of dozens of meters before him was overturned, blasting open a path leading straight to the white-robed young girl.

"I have some impression of you." Fang Can looked at the white-robed, crown-tied young girl before him, whose face was as if powdered with three parts white, and whose smile resembled the spring breeze, revealing a talented appearance:

"You are that Xiang Longtao's imperial sister, I suppose. Fighting the elder and then the younger is a first for me."

"To be remembered by the young hero Fang Can, who ranks first among the Hidden Dragons, is truly a blessing of three lifetimes for this young lady." The young girl laughed loudly.

"Young hero Fang Can is indeed a genius of heaven; to defeat my unworthy imperial brother, even I, his younger sister, having broken through the First Transcendence, would fear to contend."

"Mm-hmm, praise more, I love hearing it." Fang Can smiled.

Seemingly not expecting Fang Can to say such a thing, the young girl was slightly stunned, then shook her head and laughed lightly: "This Imperial Princess does not fight unprepared battles; knowing you are difficult to deal with, I still came to find you alone."

"How long will my imperial brother remain depressed? Have you forgotten Father's instructions?"

With her words, amidst the ruins in the distance, Xiang Longtao punched through the earth, leaped up, and stood beside the Imperial Princess.

And in the distance, figures approached this place one by one; they were all the outstanding ones of the Great Chu Profound Gate, reaching the ninth level.

These people had long been secretly hidden nearby; now they all surged out together, their eyes filled with ferocity.

And in the distance, a youth with a pale face slowly walked out from a corner, gently twisting his neck.

Looking at the dozens of people before him, Fang Can laughed: "Do you think relying merely on numbers is useful? Dozens of martial artists at the eighth to ninth level with combat power of three or four thousand?"

"It is not merely numbers." The white-robed young girl said with a smile: "Does Brother Fang know what the Great Expansion relied upon a hundred years ago, when they trampled the Jianghu with a million imperial guards?"

Fang Can's expression became slightly serious; when he was in Jingcheng, he had also been curious about this question, so he mentioned it to Prince Qing.

To this, Prince Qing no longer concealed it, but bitterly smiled: "At that time, my elder brother was confused, attempting to use a million imperial guards to contend against a Fifth Transcendence, gambling with the fortune of the nation, until he was utterly defeated."

And regarding the reason within, Fang Can coldly spat out two words: "Military Formation."

"Exactly so; then I trouble Brother Gu to act." The young girl looked at the youth beside her.

The youth, his expression solemn, stared at Fang Can, spread his arms wide, and dozens of virtual chains extended from behind him.

These chains instantly pierced into the backs of the dozens of Great Chu martial artists present, then linked together.

As the Iron Chain Link unfolded, dozens of martial artists present flashed with murderous intent and instantly lunged at Fang Can.

"Boom!"

Almost in an instant, Fang Can's arms struck out; within a heartbeat, the bodies of more than a dozen martial artists before him were blasted flying.

Yet just as they were about to fly backward, the restriction of the virtual chains behind them caught their flying forms with the taut iron links, halting them immediately.

'This is...' Fang Can looked at the arms and torn collars of the dozens of martial artists, revealing slightly red arms: 'Damage sharing?'

"My First-Transcendence inheritance 【Iron Chain Link】 can simultaneously link one hundred Xuanguan martial artists, causing their damage to be shared among them."

"Though it cannot compare to the degree of the Great Expansion's Fourth-Transcendence inheritance 【United Hearts】 from back then, which linked a million forbidden army soldiers at once, you are not Fourth-Transcendence either," the pale martial artist chuckled softly.

(End of this chapter)