Chapter 86: With True Heart for True Heart!

Heavy, unexpectedly heavy.

Fang Can felt every cell in his body shackled with iron chains, his body instantly becoming more than a hundred times heavier.

His original 80kg weight surged layer upon layer, swelling to eight tons under the gravity spell, immense pressure violently tearing at his cells and muscles.

“Boom!”

Merely his weight cracked the concrete beneath his feet, leaving a distinct footprint where his bare soles had pressed down.

Since returning to this world, Fang Can had never used this secret technique, instead cultivating his body and studying the development of his flesh.

But seeing the ninja explode into a spray of blood beneath his fist.

And the countless Lunhuizhe surging toward him like hyenas.

In the face of mortal peril, in an instant, a ferocious killing intent surged forth violently beneath Xiehu Shishen.

‘So, kill!’

No longer suppressing his killing intent, no longer gentle, modest, or restrained.

Instead, yielding to Xiehu Shishen’s bloodlust, he crushed everything before him with sheer brute force, letting the enemies’ blood pave his path forward.

Though only for an instant, those who attacked felt the danger posed by this man had multiplied severalfold.

The arrow was already on the string—no time for hesitation.

A massive fist, as large as a human head and resembling an ape’s arm, slammed toward Fang Can’s forehead.

Simultaneously, the glinting tip of a red-tasseled spear pierced the air toward his chest.

From the shadows, a dagger glowing with eerie light stabbed toward the back of his skull.

Too many wanted to ambush Fang Can—even in a brawl, there was order.

But this punch, spear, and dagger were the first to threaten his life.

Without thought, guided purely by instinct, Fang Can’s half-ton right arm swung out, meeting the ape-like fist head-on.

“Boom!”

It was as if a missile detonated between their fists.

Rocks flew everywhere; below his knees, Fang Can sank deep into the earth.

A visible shockwave passed through, and wherever it went, gales howled, shattering every window within dozens of meters.

The puncher grunted, feeling his right arm explode, his body flung backward.

A fragment of bone from his forearm had pierced through skin and muscle, exposed to the air.

Seeing his companion fly back, the spearman pressed forward instead of retreating, thrusting his weapon faster.

“Puff!”

A gritty resistance echoed through the spear—as if piercing steel alloy—but he rejoiced: it meant he’d struck true.

Through the shared vision of the Lunhuizhe using Baiyan, Fang Can’s chest was clearly pierced through, the spear tip bursting out the back after tearing through his steadily beating heart.

‘Success!’

Wild joy rose in every heart.

Then they saw Fang Can’s free left hand gripping the head of a short, thin man.

Everyone suddenly understood: the boy hadn’t blocked the spear because his left hand was already intercepting the poisoned dagger aimed at his skull.

But it didn’t matter—because Fang Can’s heart had already been pierced, meaning—

“Fuck!”

A chill of horror rose in every heart as Fang Can’s left arm, clutching the skull, casually squeezed.

Like crushing tofu pudding, thick pinkish pulp sprayed everywhere.

Sticky fluid splattered across everyone’s faces; before they could react, Fang Can’s crouched body vanished.

Yes—vanished.

Like lightning, despite the slow spell and other magic affecting him, and despite his heart being pierced, his body surged upward in an instant.

In the Baiyichangqiangnan ’s vision, a pale, slender hand expanded inch by inch before his eyes.

Through Baiyan’s vision, all could clearly see.

Fang Can’s free right hand pressed against the Baiyinan ’s chest, driving him crashing into the buildings beside the street.

“Boom—boom—boom—”

Like a runaway train, even the reinforced concrete walls of the buildings could not withstand Fang Can’s flesh impact.

After smashing through two buildings, Fang Can finally came to a stop.

Before a thick load-bearing wall, Fang Can pulled his right arm free from the wall, now riddled with spiderweb cracks.

In his right palm, he held a faintly pulsing heart—the Baiyinan ’s heart.

As for the Baiyinan ’s body, it had been reduced to unrecognizable fragments in the horrific impact, vanished without trace.

“Cough! With true heart for true heart—we’re even.”

With a weak cough, Fang Can crushed the heart in his hand.

He glanced at the spear still lodged in his chest—it remained embedded there.

Through Baiyan’s vision, over a dozen figures saw through thick dust as Fang Can slowly pulled the spear from his chest.

As the red-tasseled spear was withdrawn, no blood oozed from the gaping wound that now passed clear through his torso; his extreme healing ability had already stopped the bleeding in an instant.

“Damn it, is this guy completely unharmed?”

“Why does he move faster even with the slow spell?”

“Why isn’t he dead after his heart was pierced?!”

Some retreated in fear, others trembled, yet still others chose to press forward.

“Don’t be afraid! His heart’s been crushed—he’s just holding on! If we charge together, we can wear him down!”

His shout made every heart sink in bitter laughter.

Because with Fang Can’s current appearance—like a dying man’s final flicker—how many he’d take with him before dying was anyone’s guess.

Fang Can wiped the blood trickling from his lips, his crimson eyes fixing on the dozen or so remaining Lunhuizhe as he smiled with bloodlust:

“Don’t even think about running—you’re already surrounded.”

“In this city, you can’t escape. Your only chance is to kill me right now.”

“So, please, make the next few minutes count.”

No Lunhuizhe responded—any distraction now was a fatal flaw.

Fang Can gently shifted his body and muttered, “Hmm, I’ve gotten used to this added weight. Time to start killing.”

As he spoke, he bent slightly, crouched low, lifted his head, assumed a charging stance, and fixed his gaze tightly on the dozen before him.

At this moment, Fang Can’s small frame had become a titan.

On this planet with a true physics engine, a hundredfold increase in weight meant he no longer had to worry about flying off the ground while running.

His speed, already beyond limits, now flowed even more freely.

After speed testing, his velocity rose from 50m/s to 60m/s—remarkable!

Fang Can was now a terrifying vehicle: eight tons in weight, moving at sixty meters per second.

“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!”

With every step, he crushed the ground beneath him into powder, charging toward them like a locomotive.

“Crash!”

Instantly, a Lunhuizhe blocking his path, unable to dodge, exploded into a spray of blood.

Thus, Fang Can’s body broke into the midst of the Lunhuizhe .

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(End of Chapter)