Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 19: Echo of Strong Luck

"Crack!"

With a slight sound, Fang Can pushed open the door and entered the house.

He looked at the scenes in the house calmly. The furnishings were exactly the same as when he returned home, with no changes at all.

But Fang Can's gradually improving intuition was frantically reminding him that there was a ferocious beast hiding in the house, the kind that could kill him instantly.

At this moment, Fang Can's physical fitness has improved to more than three times that of ordinary people. Only those with super powers can bring him this level of threat.

"I have been following the rules since I came back. There is no reason for me to be found by a superpowered person. Moreover, this kind of hiding method does not seem to be the official style. In other words..."

Thinking of the pillar of fire that rose into the sky in the city today, Fang Can already understood, but then another idea came to his mind.

"Why did that defeated superpower come to my house? Theoretically, my luck shouldn't be this bad... "

When things get better after bad times, all of Fang Can's hidden attributes are improving, including his luck.

This pattern has been repeated many times today. With his luck, the person with super powers should not come to his house, unless... the person with super powers has something valuable...

Thinking of the familiar pressure, with some guesses, Fang Can took out three hundred-dollar bills from his pocket expressionlessly.

Looking at the banknotes, he silently said in his heart:

'Try your luck. If it lands on the front, it means my idea is correct. If it lands on the back, it means it is wrong.'

As he silently recited, under the hidden gaze, Fang Can threw out the few cash bills in his hand.

After the pieces of paper fluttered in the air for a while, three pieces of paper appeared face up.

Looking at the direction of the cash, Fang Can nodded as a matter of course. Then he was too lazy to bend down to pick up the money on the ground. He threw his schoolbag aside and started practicing martial arts.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Cherish every moment.

Since his genius state has been stimulated under the surveillance of that unknown existence, he might as well practice the skills a few more times in this state.

So, even though he knew there were people around him, Fang Can acted as if there was no one around and put his hands in the starting position of the Sixty-Six Road Tiger Boxing Technique, and then started practicing as if no one was around.

"Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?" In the dark, in a closet with a crack open, a pair of bright eyes stared at the young man practicing martial arts.

Through visual observation, she could tell that the other party was a new warrior who had just entered the stage of Transcendental Body, but every step of the other party was beyond her expectations.

When he entered the room, he suddenly paused, as if he had discovered something unusual, but he still walked into the house.

Then he inexplicably threw out three banknotes, and then he suddenly started practicing martial arts. These three things were totally unconnected.

"But this action is quite standard." Jiang Ning'an secretly admired Fang Can's actions through the wooden wardrobe.

Although this boy is quite old, he is 18 years old and has not yet shed his mortal body, but you can see the care he puts into each of his moves.

Except for two or three flaws that occasionally appeared when changing moves, the rest of the time was textbook perfect.

On the other side, Fang Can thought secretly in his heart:
"First, I'll deliberately reveal a few flaws. If the guy in the dark is really what I think, he should pretend to be an old senior and come out to give me some advice." "Then I'll take advantage of the situation and give him face. Then things will be much easier from now on."

With calculation, Fang Can forced his body's already near-perfect movements to have a little flaw, deliberately giving the guy in the dark a chance to pretend to be a senior.

Sure enough, after the first round of boxing, a cold female voice came from behind Fang Can: "There are seven flaws in your boxing, all from the imperfections in the connecting movements. You still need to polish them patiently."

As the words behind him were spoken, Fang Can paused the ending of his action, turned around without any emotion and looked directly at the uninvited guest behind him.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a cool girl in plain white clothes with her hair draped over her back sitting upright on the sofa, looking at him from afar.

The woman pursed her lips and looked at the boy in front of her with a scrutinizing gaze. She frowned slightly and said, "Aren't you surprised by my arrival?"

Fang Can nodded slightly and felt relieved for the moment. At least the fact that he could actively communicate meant that the other party would not kill him easily, so he could try some slightly radical probing techniques.

"When I came back, I found someone had come into the house."

"You are the one who is fighting those superpowered people today."

"If my guess is correct, you also came here seven hours ago. Did you come from Dayan as well? Or from the neighboring Great Zhou?"

Fang Can stared at the girl's expression and judged: "It seems to be Dayan."

Fang Can's words directly lifted up her panties, and the woman in front of her became alert.

The woman's white fingers gripped the sword, ready to attack at any time.

"Don't worry, I'm not an official, otherwise you wouldn't be able to escape at all."

Seeing the other party's expression, Fang Can didn't seem to be the weak party. He waved his hand to comfort him:
"If you don't want to be discovered by the authorities, I advise you not to make too much noise, because if nothing unexpected happens, we will need to spend quite a long time together."

"We are all in this together. You have seen the skills I just displayed. They are genuine Da Yan goods. If I am discovered, I will not be able to escape. So you can rest assured that I will not betray you for the time being."

Jiang Ning'an stared at the expression on Fang Can's face, and after thinking for a long time in silence, he said:

"What's going on with those people outside? Where is this place? Why am I here? What is a superpower? How can those guys control the heavenly signs when they haven't even transformed into mortal bodies?"

"There are too many questions. Can you answer them one by one?" Fang Can frowned slightly. It was somewhat troublesome to explain all this to someone who had never experienced modern society.

He also suspected that the other party was illiterate like the other warriors he had met before, which added to the cost of explanation.

"To put it simply, you can understand that this is another world isolated from Dayan. In this world, there is no concept of martial arts training. There are only people with divine super powers who can control the elements at birth."

Jiang Ning'an hummed softly, recalling the people he met at noon, and nodded in agreement with Fang Can's statement.

"As for why you came here, I don't know either. I suddenly came to Dayan seven days ago, and then after seven days of martial arts training..."

"You're lying!" Before Fang Can could finish his words, Jiang Ning'an's sword was already against his neck:
"With your martial arts skills, it is impossible for you to have come to Dayan only seven days ago. This can only prove that you are lying."

(End of this chapter)