[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy":3,"chapter-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-21":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","This High Martial World Is Too Crazy",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2300909,4500,"Chapter 21: Crazy!","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-21",21,"\u003Cp>“What do you mean, why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ningan said matter-of-factly: “Didn’t your martial arts master tell you that before ascending the Heavenly Path, you can only choose one primary technique?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can instinctively licked his dry, cracked lips: “No… no, is there such a rule?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How did your master teach you?” Jiang Ningan asked, puzzled. “Shouldn’t this basic knowledge be clarified before you shed your mortal form?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can: …\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can was numb—so even moving too fast was his fault now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Instructor Yang could never have imagined this guy would sense Qi in a single day; even the fastest would take at least half a month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If someone told Yang Lie that Qi could be sensed in one day, he’d have firmly called it poetic nonsense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Fang Can’s bewildered expression, Jiang Ningan patiently explained: “Shedding the mortal form means gradually adapting your body to the technique.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Each technique differs in content—Qi, internal force, true energy, magnetic force, battle aura, magic, culinary god cells… every sect’s scripture has its own uniqueness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see you cultivate blood and qi through martial training, while others must replace old blood through poetry—each martial art requires a different cultivation method.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing her explanation, Fang Can stood frozen for a long time, then finally asked: “Then what about the eighty-eight acupoints mentioned in my technique?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you believe it, it exists. The most important thing in martial arts is the power of the mind. The Flip-Door sect’s technique requires accelerating friction between countless microscopic particles within the body to enhance physicality.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Depending on the technique, even within the Shedding the Mortal Form realm, there are qualitative differences. As for your technique’s eighty-eight acupoints…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, Jiang Ningan shook her head—her meaning was clear: what a ridiculous technique, even fantasy wouldn’t dare imagine such nonsense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Jiang Ningan spoke, Fang Can felt as if he’d suddenly awakened—struck by lightning, standing rigid in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On his panel, his [Tiger Demon’s Eighty-Eight Heavenly Gates] flickered erratically, as if about to vanish entirely as his Dao heart shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like the Great Zhou Tyrant who once embodied a celestial avatar, Fang Can now faced the danger of regression after Jiang Ningan shattered his Dao heart with a single remark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Fang Can, now stunned and pale, Jiang Ningan raised her clean, pale arm and waved it before his face:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… are you alright? Don’t be too discouraged. Though techniques have high and low tiers, don’t obsess—after ascending the Heavenly Path, this gap can still be bridged.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring Jiang Ningan’s thoughts entirely, Fang Can’s entire worldview, forged over seven days of training, collapsed—replaced by a resolve born from destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Fang Can’s mind replayed the method of Tiger Demon’s Eighty-Eight Heavenly Gates, and the very first words Yang Lie had spoken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As long as you have heart, everyone can become a Martial God!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I get it!” Fang Can slammed his right fist into his palm, grinning with the look of one who had seen through all illusions:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Martial arts is just nonsense! Mind is emptiness! What the hell is this Eighty-Eight Tiger Demon Heavenly Gates? I’m done with it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the handsome, enthusiastic boy before her, Jiang Ningan worried—had her words driven him into delusion? If so, her guilt would be immense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Fang Can pace back and forth, muttering to himself, occasionally pounding his chest and stomping his feet, Jiang Ningan ventured cautiously: “You… what are you planning to do now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? Of course switch techniques.” Fang Can shook his head, his handsome face now utterly unhinged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t I just say—before ascending the Heavenly Path…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Jiang Ningan could finish, she met Fang Can’s intense, fixed gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have you heard the story of the Great Expansion Divine Lord?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve already analyzed the Great Expansion Divine Lord’s story enough,” Jiang Ningan sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can spoke slowly, firmly: “Then why can he turn Iron Wire Fist into Mahā Sūrya Divine Fist, but I can’t?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You want to compare yourself to the Great Expansion Divine Lord?” Jiang Ningan blurted out instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of divine lord is he, to even be mentioned in the same breath as me?” Fang Can dropped these words and stormed into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve driven him mad,” Jiang Ningan felt overwhelming guilt, fearing he’d do something terrible. Ignoring her injury, she followed him inside, ready to watch over him at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering Fang Can’s tidy bedroom, she saw him pulling a metal box from under the bed, swiftly prying open the lid—inside were dozens of transparent pills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is this…?” Jiang Ningan stared at the crystal-clear pills, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could react, Fang Can grabbed a handful—at least thirty or forty pills—and shoved them straight down his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… what are you doing?” Jiang Ningan’s eyes widened, instinctively reaching to stop him—but was silenced by his feverish gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swallowing the white pills, Fang Can felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, yet still shook his head: “Not… not enough. Need to go harder.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, he turned to Jiang Ningan and ordered: “You… immediately break all four of my limbs. Wait—leave me one hand to request leave from school.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… what?” Jiang Ningan naturally refused. Looking at the madman before her, she whispered for the first time: “Calm down. Don’t go out of control.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Calm? I’ve always been calm,” Fang Can said honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the woman’s hesitation, Fang Can knew she wouldn’t help him. He walked straight to the living room, and under Jiang Ningan’s worried gaze, picked up a solid wooden baseball bat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t want me to report this to the authorities, just stand there and don’t interfere,” Fang Can said, raising the bat toward Jiang Ningan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re threatening me—” Jiang Ningan began, then abruptly fell silent, for she saw Fang Can swing the bat hard against his own leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crack!” A sharp snap echoed as the bat and Fang Can’s right leg broke simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y-you y-you y-you…” Jiang Ningan stared at Fang Can, speechless with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, she had no idea what he was doing—he was definitely insane. Yes, completely insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can ignored Jiang Ningan entirely, nodding at his broken right leg: “Good. This is how it should be.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without another word to the woman, he returned to the bedroom, muttered “Don’t disturb me,” and slammed the door shut with a bang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he’d said—he was done with Tiger Demon’s Eighty-Eight Heavenly Gates. For mind-based martial arts, why cling to common sense?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For mind-based martial arts, the absence of common sense is the greatest common sense!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, why not create a technique of his own?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1103,"2026-06-20T07:05:46.054Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","58dc35bf39c8b7a3af3e5c31774e55eccff51fb4102ea18e9ec7e70b41aef8c7","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-22","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-20",368,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-cover.jpg"]