[{"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-33":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},2300921,4500,"Chapter 33: You all come at once!","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-33",33,"\u003Cp>Li Qunfan hadn’t had an easy few days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since being beaten by that new recruit, the looks from his fellow disciples had turned strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had trained hard in the inner sect for over two years, his strength having broken through the First Xuanguan, capable of lifting a cauldron and crushing skulls with his bare hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet such strength had been instantly knocked out by a new recruit who’d been here less than two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he’d been bound, caught off guard, and forbidden by sect rules to retaliate, it was still humiliating enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn’t what hurt Li Qunfan most—what truly tormented him was:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Does Xiao Fang really not love me?” Li Qunfan lay on his side on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time he closed his eyes these past days, Fang Can’s mocking words echoed in his mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She never loved you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never loved you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qunfan’s goal in martial training was to grow strong enough to be worthy of her, and then be together in mutual affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fang Can’s quiet words had cruelly shattered that illusion—Xiao Fang had never liked him at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impossible! Xiao Fang must love me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qunfan widened his bloodshot eyes, trying to use the role-playing method, but it had no effect whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can’s calm words were like a sharp dagger plunged deep into his soul, leaving his wound bleeding endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The so-called Mind-Only Martial Path requires finding a goal, a belief, and walking toward it without wavering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when a martial cultivator begins to doubt himself, all is already beyond saving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After days of frenzied self-training, Li Qunfan discovered in horror that his martial realm hadn’t improved—it was slowly regressing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his martial will faded, the proportion of new blood in his body steadily dwindled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just four or five days, his physical strength had permanently declined by a full ten percent; if this became known, he’d likely be cast into the labor quarters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fang Can! It’s all Fang Can’s fault! I’ll break every limb of his!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Filled with hatred, Li Qunfan smashed his fist into the room’s table, shattering it, his eyes bloodshot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One month. Once a month passes, sect rules will allow normal sparring.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qunfan nearly roared: “I’ll beat him until he admits Xiao Fang loves me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Li Qunfan’s emotions finally calmed slightly. Feeling his weakened body, he drifted off with gloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sleep quality tonight was still poor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘How did I end up on the ground?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, Fang Can slowly opened his eyes, glanced around, and realized he’d woken up on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gently rubbed his throbbing head and recalled last night’s events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I remember passing out while training—because I swallowed ten arsenic pills at once, my body grew worse the more I trained. I thought to sit down and recover, then lost consciousness.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing this, Fang Can understood what had happened—he’d overdosed and passed out cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly pushing himself up from the floor, Fang Can changed into fresh clothes and mused: “Next time, I’ll hold back. Even if I won’t die, passing out means I can’t train.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the 9.2% progress bar, Fang Can tightened his belt—he hadn’t forgotten what he planned to do today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stepping out of his small hut, feeling the cool morning air of this other world, Fang Can strode toward the Training Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, he met fellow disciples who gave him cold, curt nods, then all hurried toward the Training Hall together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though early, some had already risen to practice qi cultivation in the yard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet compared to seven days ago, Fang Can could now easily discern the patterns of their movements—what had once been unclear now appeared crystal clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘All these senior disciples in the Training Hall have less than 20% bodily transformation; most hover around 10%.’ Fang Can estimated inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Training Hall was only for training new recruits; once they completed three years, they’d be assigned elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If one could break through the Second Xuanguan’s 20% threshold within three years, they were considered exceptionally gifted—rare as one in a hundred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Fang Can pondered, his gaze unconsciously drifted forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distance stood Li Qunfan, dark circles under his eyes, glaring at him with murderous intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other two who had extorted him before stood beside him, watching him with hostile eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, they dared not approach—they feared not only being unable to fight, but also being exposed by Fang Can’s counter-accusations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perfect timing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his target, Fang Can stepped forward—when Instructor Yang Lie called out: “Fang Can, come here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm?” Fang Can turned his head to see Yang Lie walking slowly over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is it, Instructor Yang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing much—I forgot to tell you a rule.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Lie stood with his hands behind his back, slowly sipping from a wine flask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Training Hall rule: every month, disciples must spar to test each other’s martial skills.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard you had a disagreement with Li Qunfan and his group. After the month ends, they’ll likely come after you—watch yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even though you were recommended by Tangzhu Li, if they don’t seriously injure you, I can’t interfere.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can nodded and smiled at Yang Lie’s warning: “Thank you for the advice, Instructor Yang—but what if I want to spar with them now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean, kid?” Yang Lie straightened up instinctively: “Are you trying to die? If you provoke them, even sect rules won’t protect you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can, already familiar with Yang Lie’s attitude, ignored him and walked straight toward Li Qunfan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell are you doing? Looking for trouble? You really think I won’t hit you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Fang Can approach, Li Qunfan gritted his teeth—but dared not move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared wide-eyed, bloodshot, trying to make Fang Can see the killing intent in his gaze and back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What met him was Fang Can’s plain, unadorned slap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crack!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a cannonball, Fang Can’s right palm struck Li Qunfan’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, Li Qunfan felt his left cheek smash against a block of iron—he flew sideways through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before everyone’s stunned eyes, Li Qunfan’s body slammed into the Training Hall’s stone wall, then collapsed to the ground like a dead dog, unable to rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The visible cracks left by the impact on the stone wall silenced the entire Training Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Lie rubbed his eyes in disbelief: ‘Qi sensation? No—at least close to First Xuanguan. How is this possible? How?!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the gaze of all, Fang Can walked to Li Qunfan, grabbed his hair, and yanked his unconscious body upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With bored indifference, Fang Can tossed Li Qunfan aside and grinned: “Senior brothers, why don’t you all come at me together?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1127,"2026-06-20T07:05:46.054Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5e981135dd401e37f8aa6ec0ca50ced655cbabe406988e1562550d15f6a067aa","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-34","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-32",368,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-cover.jpg"]