Chapter 181: Haki Great Whirlwind!

In a flash, the youth's face turned deathly pale.

A very ominous thought rose in his mind.

"It seems that brat Fang Can discovered it long ago." Inside the Great Yan Imperial Palace, Old General Yang revealed a faint smile.

Iron Chain Linkage is indeed excellent; by using chains to control the distance between martial artists, the formation cannot be scattered in one charge.

Moreover, enemies cannot touch the virtual chains, ensuring that in most cases the chains do not affect the martial artists.

But what if the martial artists, in turn, affect the chains?

"It seems you have realized it too."

Fang Can smiled with ill intent, his gaze looking toward the arrow rain in the distance, like stars falling.

"Quick... quick retreat!"

The pale youth spoke urgently.

The surrounding companions did not immediately understand what had happened; they were fighting well, why run?

But soon they would understand.

Only to see a huge centrifugal force transmit.

Amidst the spinning sky and turning earth, dozens of martial artists at the scene all felt a huge force come from behind, lifting their entire bodies up.

Fang Can directly grabbed a martial artist's legs and yanked hard.

As the martial artist's body was pulled, the virtual chains behind were also dragged, dragging those dozens of people up along with them.

Before his force of over a thousand tons, these martial artists simply had no power to resist.

"Damn it."

Xiang Longtao placed his right hand on the ground, trying to resist.

The next moment, more than a dozen martial artists, under Fang Can's swinging, crashed directly into his embrace, knocking him directly into the half-air and losing his balance.

With the sound of the sonic barrier exploding the air, Fang Can held these dozens of people and played a big windmill.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Dozens of chains, over ten meters long, connecting these people; before Fang Can's strength, there was no difference from swinging a jump rope.

Xiang Longtao and others felt the entire world spinning; once the rotation started, it could not stop.

And this all happened within just a few short seconds.

When the golden arrows shot from the distance, Fang Can directly made these dozens of people form a Haki Great Whirlwind that no needle could pierce and no water could enter.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—

The bombardment like a missile cluster began at this moment.

Amidst a string of glaring firelight, Fang Can continuously swung the human chain in his hand.

These martial artists sharing damage equally; now in Fang Can's hands, utilized as an indestructible shield.

Rotating at least hundreds of times per second, the martial artists felt dizzy and nauseous, on the verge of vomiting.

And what made them feel worse was the pain on their bodies.

While being swung, their bodies constantly collided with the surrounding ground and exploding arrows, continuously taking damage.

Even with iron bones and steel muscles, even with damage sharing, it would still hurt.

But what does that have to do with Fang Can?

"Hahaha, little flying stick is coming!"

With Fang Can's mocking words, as his hands continuously swung, the ground around was smashed into inch-by-inch fragments; a single human bomb blast caused a collapse of several meters in radius.

Just like that, braving the arrows from the distance, Fang Can charged forward; amidst the continuous artillery fire, a distance of several thousand meters was crossed in the blink of an eye.

Pain... so painful it's deadly...

The pale-faced youth felt his iron bones and steel muscles about to crack, but he simply dared not unlock the Iron Chain Linkage.

Now, with damage sharing, he was almost dead; if he released it, the whole person would explode directly.

"Let's see how long you can last, whether you die immediately or later." Fang Can laughed wildly, wandering the world like a mischievous child holding a large fan blade.

The girl drawing the bow watched the youth approaching like a windmill from the distance and her expression changed.

Before that hard shield, no matter how many arrows, were all swept into it and easily blocked.

But now, wanting to escape was too late; the distance of several thousand meters was easily crossed by Fang Can's foot speed in just over ten breaths.

"Die!"

Fang Can shouted, having no thought of sparing the fragrant or pitying the jade, and directly threw the Haki Great Windmill in his hand.

With a huge boom, that bow-drawing girl instantly turned into minced meat, not even leaving a complete corpse.

In reality, inside the Great Zhou Imperial City, the bow-holding girl, looking listless, popped out from the void.

Having resolved the first Path to Heaven, Fang Can continued to frolic across the field, running around with the Great Whirlwind in his hand.

In the distance, the Paths to Heaven who had just broken through and wanted to pick a fight stiffened their faces, seeing the weapon with its shocking momentum, and chose to temporarily avoid its edge.

And as Fang Can swung without stopping, most of the flesh and skin of the martial artists at the scene had already torn; being ground to death bit by bit by Fang Can was only a matter of time.

'This cannot continue; someone must survive.'

With this thought, the pale-faced, blood-stained youth roared: "Imperial Prince, I will immediately disconnect the link; you must survive, break through to the First Turn to avenge us!"

With these words, in an instant, the First Turn inheritance was immediately unlocked, and the chains connecting everyone instantly shattered.

Without the restriction of the chains, these dozens of martial artists scattered at the speed of sound; their bodies, upon touching the ground, instantly turned into meat paste, dying without a complete corpse.

Only Xiang Longtao, hearing his companion's roar to live, felt his heart almost dripping blood.

Relying on physical constitution no inferior to Fang Can's, he controlled his body's twist before the release, instantly streaking through the night sky like a meteor, disappearing from Fang Can's sight.

Before disappearing, a roar came from the distance: "Fang Can! Wait until I break through to the First Turn, I swear to kill you!"

"Tsk... that's already disconnected." Ignoring the thought of Xiang the Clown entirely, Fang Can said somewhat regretfully.

He glanced around; there was still a considerable amount of time before the grand competition ended.

Fang Can did not wish to enter the grand finals early; with a light leap, his body vanished from the spot.

After the burning of one incense stick, in a basement somewhere in Great Chu, Fang Can opened his chest and released the white-robed maiden trapped within.

As his chest opened, the white-robed maiden, her face flushed red, tumbled to the ground.

The instant she was released, the maiden gasped for air violently; though it was not stiflingly hot inside his body, she now looked as if she had just been fished out of water.

Xiang Ziyu was no longer the master of all as before; instead, her eyes were fierce as she glared hard at Fang Can.

Yet, paired with her petite figure, this glare was not fierce at all, but rather appeared cute.

Thinking of what had just happened, her heart trembled wildly; it was truly terrifying, as if she were about to plunge into an endless abyss.

"You were not very honest just now," Fang Can said coldly.

Had he not acted in time, the entire person might have exploded.

"What do you want to do?" Xiang Ziyu snorted, her face far from pleasant as she thought of Fang Can's actions.

But Fang Can did not fall for this at all, saying lightly, "Do what? Keeping you alive naturally means there is a use for you."

"I only want you to recite a poem for me."

"Compose a poem for me that is very sunny, one that sounds immediately positive and uplifting."

(End of this chapter)