Chapter 179: Dangling Hearts and Clinging Lips! Interdependent!

Fang Can considered himself quite fond of hiding things.

It was not the kind of pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, deliberately showing weakness to the enemy, but simply liking to keep his trump cards hidden.

He liked showing off in both the physiological and physical senses.

But when facing enemies, he always liked to keep a portion of his backhand moves to deal with various situations.

The power he revealed only needed to be enough to crush the enemy; keeping a few more trump cards in reserve was to guard against various accidents.

This was a bit like Healthy Itachi; no one knew what skills he could pull out to defeat you.

After all, Fang Can himself did not want to rely completely on the ability "From Despair Comes Hope."

This passive ability was a bit too unstable; waiting to be beaten black and blue before exploding with power was purely masochistic.

Moreover, relying on "From Despair Comes Hope" for everything, what difference was there between him and a pure talent-dependent waste?

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

And Fang Can subconsciously wanted to prove that without this ability, he could still carve out his own territory.

The reason the protagonist is the protagonist is to display various traits that exceed ordinary people.

Either extreme greed, or great morality, or a resilient mind.

If evaluated correctly, Fang Can was like a rebellious young master in his rebellious phase wanting to go out and make a name for himself; the day he accepted his fate, he could return home to inherit billions in assets.

Moreover, within this Fangcun Mountain, even death could be reversed.

Under circumstances not endangering life, Fang Can's "From Despair Comes Hope" had a somewhat flat reaction to crises.

"Serious? Young Hero Fang, do you still have a trump card?" The pale-faced youth smiled, but a warning bell rang loudly in his heart.

Feeling his own talent maintain a state that was neither high nor low, Fang Can reined in his thoughts and looked toward the distance.

Relying on his excellent vision, he could see that several kilometers away, an elf-like girl was currently drawing her bow and aiming an arrow here.

And behind her, a youth had his left foot stepping on a cuju ball, his right toe lightly kicking the ball body; the crazily spinning cuju was carrying him here at supersonic speed.

Now that the delaying time had extended, some martial artists who were already on the verge of breaking through, needing no complex preparations, had successfully broken through and were rushing here.

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

"Looks like I need to finish this quickly; I originally wanted to play with you a bit longer."

As Fang Can spoke, the blood around him gathered to the surface of his skin, and his flesh began to climb layer by layer.

In the blink of an eye, he directly expanded to two point two meters; this was the Sky-Holding Method, which solidified the skin by compressing the blood within the body.

"Hurry up and strike, kill this fellow on the spot," the youth beside him urged.

Before the words had fully left his mouth, the youths around had already understood each other's minds and used Palm Techniques, Fist Techniques, and Foot Techniques to attack Fang Can together.

Seeing this, Fang Can neither dodged nor avoided, standing still in place, actively welcoming these people's attacks.

Clang—Clang—Clang—

As the sound of steel colliding echoed, Fang Can's body remained unscathed under these people's attacks.

'How is this possible!'

Everyone's pupils shrank; they couldn't even cause a wound.

In contrast, the attacking crowd only felt their thenar eminences go numb; if not for damage sharing, their muscles would have already split and their bones shattered.

"You seem to have forgotten one point: it is not that your strength has increased seventy times, but merely that the turtle shell is seventy times harder than usual."

"With your strength of less than ten thousand, even if I stand still and let you hit me for a day, it would be of no use."

Fang Can spoke coldly, his gaze looking toward the white-robed girl standing in the distance: "Your ability is very useful; I want you."

As he spoke, Fang Can's entire body trembled, and the martial artists surrounding him were all blasted away as if struck by a bombardment.

Then, amidst everyone's fearful gaze, Fang Can actually sliced open his own chest and reached his arm inward.

As the light of heaven surged, Fang Can actually tore out his heart, liver, spleen, stomach, kidneys, and even his brain all at once.

There was no bloody scene; instead, these organs were flickering with a faint light outward, possessing a kind of eerie beauty.

At this moment, these internal organs, because all the blood had been supplied to the skin, were somewhat listless, as if suffering from excessive blood loss.

"Do you think that because my skin cannot be exposed to sunlight, I cannot absorb solar energy?"

Fang Can, with his internal organs still dangling from his arm, sneered and gave a hard shake; amidst the sonic boom, these internal organs in his hand directly broke through the blockade of the dark clouds and flew toward the sky.

These organs were like independent power banks; when the main body's energy was insufficient, they could be connected to supply power.

And immediately, he himself was like an arrow leaving the string; as the land within a radius sank together, he thrust the spear in his hand toward the white-robed girl.

That blatant killing intent made the girl greatly alarmed; she hurriedly chanted: "Round and bright, blazing with light, a single bright Mani pearl; swords, halberds, knives, and spears cannot harm it."

In an instant, facing Fang Can's direct thrust, a beam of Jin Guang suddenly lit up; Fang Can's long spear collided with a light wall, its remaining force completely dissipated, and the light wall dimmed.

Just as Fang Can prepared to thrust the spear again face-to-face, Xiang Longtao had already blocked in front: "Where do you think you are running?"

"Clown, get out of my way!"

Too lazy to converse, Fang Can's arms pressed down on Xiang Longtao's head and pulled downward.

"Boom!!!"

A powerful knee strike directly hammered into Xiang Longtao's cheek.

The terrifying power, through transmission, made dozens of martial artists in the distance spit blood from their noses.

Looking at the youth staring over, the girl's heart grew extremely anxious.

The Iron Chain Link of one rotation could only link martial artists of the Mortal Shedding Body; she had received no buff whatsoever.

If Fang Can punched her, whose body had just broken through and had not yet reached the Foundation Establishment stage after a hundred days, she would surely be covered in bruises.

Almost subconsciously, she prepared to open her mouth and chant: "Gou Li..."

"No good, she is about to recite a poem," Ye Yonglie and other believers secretly observing the Great Expansion battle cried out in alarm: "Block her mouth quickly!"

With the white-robed girl's words, the sound of swords and blades clashing rang out around them, foreshadowing the terror of this poem.

Once Fang Can was struck by the poem, he would likely also be injured.

But at this moment, his four limbs were restricted by Xiang Longtao, making it impossible to dodge.

In that case, if he cannot use his hands, then he will use his mouth!!!

A trace of determination flashed in Fang Can's eyes as he leaned forward toward the girl who was right before his eyes.

As lips and teeth met, he forcibly blocked the latter half of the sentence the other party was about to spit out.

???

Dazed, the entire scene fell into silence, everyone staring blankly at this sight before them.

And with lips and teeth intertwined, the girl in white felt her mind turn to a tangled mess; her body seemed drugged, growing soft and weak, as if she could barely stand.

Then in the next instant, Fang Can's chest opened wide; like a blood-filled maw, it directly swallowed the girl whole.

(End of this chapter)