Chapter 198: Like a Demon-Subduing Lord Descending from Heaven

Xiang Longtao had been beaten by Fang Can into a state of madness.

At this moment, watching the scene on Fangcun Mountain, all the martial artists were utterly stunned.

But Fang Can was too lazy to care about these things; because of Xiang Longtao's little interlude, everything had already been delayed far too long.

Xiang Longtao looked at the enemy before him, wanting to say something, but in the next instant, his body exploded like minced meat.

Fang Can retracted his fist, gazed at the shattered remains before him, shifted his gaze to the crowd of martial artists, and spoke in a cold tone:

"Too much nonsense. Are you ready to die now?"

During that brief delay just now, Fang Can had forcibly compressed his five-meter-tall body down to one meter eighty.

Like a spring compressed to its absolute limit, Fang Can could feel that his physique was forcibly pieced together; one moment of relaxation could cause it to explode.

Yet it was precisely this extreme compression of the body that granted Fang Can a massive boost in defense.

In previous battles, Fang Can had been holding back, fearing that using too much strength would cause his muscles to disintegrate.

Every movement before had been a huge burden on his body; the bones and muscles of his right arm, which threw the most punches, had long since twisted out of shape.

But now, after compressing his body, Fang Can could finally unleash his limbs and fight the enemy with his current strength.

Watching Fang Can, who had now fully entered a combat state.

The martial artists instinctively stepped back half a pace, their eyes filled with wariness.

Those who know the times are the heroes; they clearly knew the fellow before them was invincible, so the most important thing right now was to survive.

Outlive the other martial artists and sneak into the top five.

So even back when Xiang Longtao went mad, more than half the martial artists had quietly slipped away, scattering to every corner of Fangcun Mountain.

Inside a thicket of shrubs, a martial artist stared fixedly ahead, his eyes brimming with alertness:

'As long as I play hide-and-seek from now on, I can...'

"Whoosh—"

As if teleporting, with absolutely no warning, Fang Can's body, unleashing his full power, instantly appeared before him, followed immediately by his right fist smashing hard into the ground.

In the widened purple eyes of the maiden seated at the center of the lake, the scene before her seemed to materialize in an instant.

Under the violent storm, a colossal ruin radiating dozens of meters began to explode; wherever it passed, whether grass, trees, bamboo, stones, or the bodies of martial artists, everything was pulverized to dust.

If the previous battles were merely trivial skirmishes for Fang Can, the scene of him unleashing his full firepower now was like a demon god descending upon the world.

The sun in the sky had already been obscured by the rising mist; Fang Can's body flashed like a phantom, appearing in various places across the battlefield.

Their speed of movement was far, far too slow compared to Fang Can.

Before they could take a few steps, a figure swung a scythe at them like the Grim Reaper.

Wanting to play hide-and-seek? Wanting to be the last one standing?

At this moment, Fang Can used absolute force to tell every martial artist present.

Whether you live or die does not depend on yourselves.

It is decided by Fang Can's will!

Whoever he wants dead,

then they cannot live!

The area within Fangcun Mountain, which had been continuously shrinking over the past three days until only a hundred-li radius remained, was like a giant octagonal cage, trapping all the martial artists inside.

Leaving these people with no way to ascend to the heavens and no door to enter the earth.

Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom!!!!

Within the hundred-li radius, a series of sounds like miniature nuclear explosions erupted.

Almost every inch of land had been visited by Fang Can at extreme speed.

Sky, earth, underground, water...

Fang Can had gone completely ruthless; his footsteps, moving at nearly ten times the speed of sound, were too fast for the naked eye to perceive.

Even Fang Can's own consciousness could not control his body's super-limit speed under full unleashing.

He could only vaguely sense that there seemed to be an enemy in that direction, then rush forward and try throwing a punch.

Although extremely crude, under his physical attributes which overwhelmed the scene by two orders of magnitude, nearly a hundred times stronger, simply hitting hard would create miracles.

There was no fine control; there was only the purest venting of brute force.

Under such pure destruction, Fang Can's forcibly compressed body could no longer withstand the strain, beginning to crack, with an apparent trend toward collapse.

But it didn't matter, because during the time Fang Can's body could not endure, it was enough for these four hundred martial artists to die more than ten times over.

At this moment, amidst the ear-splitting sonic booms produced by Fang Can's body slicing through the air and the bombing sounds of his fists and feet shattering the earth, the screams of martial artists were also mixed in.

Almost every second, dozens of martial artists were eliminated by Fang Can; Fang Can, now fully unleashed, displayed his martial might to the various nations.

Facing this series of booms like nuclear explosions, all the nations fell silent.

On the ruins that were originally by the Lianxin Lake, tens of thousands of acres of lake water were smashed into the air by the gale.

After the water and dust merged, they resembled a landmass, obscuring the sky.

The commoners watching the battle only felt dizzy, as if drunk; the entire heaven and earth seemed to be tilting upside down.

Above their heads should have been soil, while the surging lake water beneath their feet looked like a pitch-black night sky.

This truly was:

By Lianxin Lake the wind rages wild, ten thousand li of dark clouds blot out the sun.

Like a demon-subduing lord descending from heaven, truly a Taishui God of the human realm!

The entire process lasted a full minute before the roaring sound suddenly stopped.

With a thud, Fang Can stood upright on the earth once more.

All around was mud mixed with water that had fallen; Fang Can was oblivious to it, looked up at the sky, and shouted:

"Everyone should be dead by now; shouldn't we just end the competition?"

"Or perhaps..." Fang Can pointed to the girl in the center of the lake who had been untouched and asked, "Should we wait until you and I have determined life or death before deciding?"

'What nonsense! Do you understand cherishing beauty? I even promised to compose a poem for you earlier.'

Snapping back from her shock, Xiang Ziyu glared angrily at Fang Can but dared not speak, fearing he might truly kill a sister to prove his Dao.

As his words took effect, Fang Can felt the entire world collapse.

Everything around him began to turn into nothingness, a vague ethereal sensation arose, and when Fang Can came to his senses again, he was already inside a vast Great Buddha Hall.

Before him, Luo Yanmo approached while chanting a Buddhist name:

"Amitabha, congratulations to benefactor Fang on winning first place among all nations."

As he spoke, through the third realm of Mind-Reading, Fang Can could sense the suppressed emotions in this Monk's heart.

"Master Luo, where is this place?" Fang Can asked curiously.

"This place is still within Fangcun Mountain," Luo Yanmo pointed and said, "Inside the Universe Jade Box ahead lies the prize benefactor Fang earned for this first place; simply open it."

Following his gesture, Fang Can saw a translucent jade box carved with cloud and dragon patterns resting on the incense table in the very center of the hall.

Walking over quickly, Fang Can stepped forward, reached out, and gently opened the jade box; a clear light shot out from within and directly entered Fang Can's third eye.

Before he could react, Luo Yanmo's voice came from behind: "Benefactor Fang, do you wish to have your image recorded into the Shadow Spirit Map?"

"Shadow Spirit Map?" Fang Can turned back, surprised.

(End of this chapter)