Chapter 86: Sincerity for Sincerity!

Heavy, unexpectedly heavy.

Fang Can felt as if every cell in his body was shackled with steel chains; his body instantly became more than a hundred times heavier.

His original weight of 80 kg surged layer upon layer, rising to eight tons under the pressure of the Gravity Technique, the immense force frantically tearing at his cells and muscles.

"Boom!"

The weight alone cracked the concrete beneath his feet, the surface already bearing a distinct footprint from his bare soles.

Since returning to this world, Fang Can had not used this secret art, instead cultivating his mind and body while researching and developing his own flesh and blood.

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

And the many Reincarnators surging forward like hyenas all around.

Under the life-or-death crisis, in an instant, the wild killing intent surged forth wildly and fiercely under Xiehu Shishen.

'So, kill!'

No longer suppressing the killing intent, no longer being gentle, respectful, modest, and frugal.

Instead, yielding to the bloodthirsty desire of Xiehu Shishen, he would crush everything before him with straightforward brute force, letting the enemies' blood pave his path forward.

Although it lasted only an instant, the crowd of assassins felt the danger posed by the person before them multiply several times over.

The arrow was on the string and had to be released; there was no time for the slightest hesitation.

A fist as thick as a normal human head, resembling an ape's arm, smashed down toward Fang Can's forehead.

Immediately, a spear with a red tassel pierced the air with a cold glint, thrusting toward Fang Can's chest.

From the shadows, a dagger flashing with a ghostly light stabbed toward the back of Fang Can's head.

At this moment, there were too many people attempting to ambush Fang Can; even in a fight, there was an order of arrival.

Yet this fist, this spear, and this dagger were the ones posing the most immediate threat to his life.

Without thinking, driven by instinct, Fang Can's right arm, weighing half a ton, swung out, actively meeting that ape-like right fist.

"Boom!"

It was as if a missile detonated between their fists.

Stones flew everywhere, and Fang Can's legs sank entirely into the ground up to his knees.

A visible shockwave passed through, causing a gale to howl wherever it went, shattering all the glass within dozens of meters around.

The one who threw the punch grunted, feeling his right arm explode, his body then flying backward.

A segment of bone on his forearm had pierced through the flesh and was exposed to the air.

Seeing his companion flying backward, the spear-wielder thrust his weapon forward instead of retreating, striking at an even faster speed.

"Pfft!"

A harsh, grinding sensation as if piercing steel alloy traveled up the spear, but he felt only great joy, for this meant he had struck true.

In the shared vision of the Reincarnators around via Bai Yan, Fang Can's chest had been completely pierced, the spear tip bursting through his steadily beating heart and protruding from his back.

'It succeeded!'

Wild joy rose from the hearts of all.

Immediately, however, they saw Fang Can's free left hand already gripping the head of a short, thin man.

The crowd suddenly understood; the reason the youth had not blocked the spear earlier was because his left hand had to stop the poisoned dagger at the back of his head.

But it didn't matter, for since Fang Can's heart had already been pierced, it meant—

"Damn it!"

A sense of horror rose in everyone's hearts as they saw Fang Can's left arm, which was pinching the skull, casually squeeze.

Just like squeezing tofu curd, large splashes of pink, berry-like liquid sprayed outward.

The sticky, viscous liquid splattered across everyone's faces, and before they could react, Fang Can's crouching body vanished in an instant.

Yes, vanished.

Like lightning, amidst the Slow Technique and other spells, Fang Can's body, with his heart pierced, showed no sign of sluggishness, leaping up in an instant.

In the white-robed spearman's line of sight, a clean, slender palm grew larger inch by inch before his eyes.

Through the vision of Bai Yan, everyone could see clearly.

Fang Can's empty right hand pressed against the white-robed man's chest, driving him into the buildings on either side of the street.

"Boom—Boom—Boom—"

Just like a runaway train, the concrete high walls of the buildings could not withstand Fang Can's flesh-and-blood impact.

After smashing through two buildings in a row, Fang Can's steps finally halted.

Before a massive load-bearing wall, Fang Can pulled his right arm out from the web of cracks covering the wall.

In the palm of his right hand, he was pinching a weakly beating heart; it was the white-robed man's heart.

As for the white-robed man's body, it had been turned into Hero Fragments by the terrifying impact and was nowhere to be found.

"Cough, cough! I traded sincerity for sincerity; we are even."

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

Glancing at the spear still lodged in his chest, that spear was indeed still embedded in his torso.

Using the perspective of Bai Yan, more than a dozen people saw through the thick smoke as Fang Can raised his hand and slowly pulled the spear from his chest.

As the red-tasseled spear was pulled out, not a single drop of blood spilled from the through-and-through wound that allowed one to see his back through his front; extreme healing ability had stopped the bleeding in a mere instant.

"Damn it, is this guy really unharmed?"

"Why does he feel faster even with the Slow Technique applied?"

"His heart was pierced through, why isn't he dead?"

Some retreated in fear, some trembled in their legs, yet others still chose to fight bravely.

"Everyone, don't be afraid! This guy's heart has already been shattered; he is just holding on for now. If we work together, we can definitely exhaust him to death!"

At the sound of a roar, everyone in their hearts let out a bitter smile.

For with Fang Can's current appearance, looking as if he were on the verge of death, it was truly hard to say how many he could take with him before he died completely.

Gently wiping the fresh blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, Fang Can looked at the remaining dozen or so people before him with scarlet eyes, revealing a bloodthirsty smile:

"Do not think of escaping; you are already surrounded by me."

"In this city, you absolutely cannot escape. Your only chance is to kill me right now."

"So, for the next few minutes, please give me your best."

No Reincarnator replied; any distraction now would be a flaw.

Gently moving his body, Fang Can muttered to himself, "Hmm, hmm, I've roughly gotten used to the increased weight now. I can start the slaughter."

As he spoke, Fang Can bent slightly at the waist, crouched his knees, raised his head, and struck a charging posture, while his gaze remained tightly fixed on the dozen or so people before him.

At this moment, Fang Can's small body had transformed into a titan beast.

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

He, whose speed was already overflowing, could now run even more freely.

After speed testing, his speed successfully increased from 50m/s to 60m/s. Congratulations!

The Fang Can of this moment was a terrifying vehicle weighing eight tons yet capable of moving at a speed of sixty meters per second.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With every footstep that crushed the ground beneath into powder, Fang Can charged toward everyone like a locomotive.

"Bang!"

Almost instantly, a Reincarnator blocking his path, unable to dodge in time, directly exploded into scattered blood and flesh.

Thus, Fang Can's body successfully broke into the midst of the Reincarnators.

Burning it all! Begging for monthly tickets!

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(End of this chapter)