Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 540: Clashing Fists with an Eighth-Rank Expert!
In that cavern created by Jun Wuxian, a man and two beasts stood facing each other.

When Zhu Yeqing mentioned Ji Ran, the disdain revealed in the words of the two beasts was even felt by Fang Can.

Clearly, they have a rather low opinion of Ji Ran, this ultimate authentication fanatic.

“When I saw Ji Ran escape, I knew that the consequences would be dire, and now it has indeed come true.”

"Human!" Xuan Qian's deep voice carried a questioning tone: "You smuggled yourself into my Beast Fighting Continent, and recklessly disrupted the struggle for supremacy among all races. What are your intentions?!"

"Smuggling?" Fang Can retorted sarcastically.

"It was clearly your Beast Fighting Continent that took my sword. It's only right that I come to reclaim what's mine. How come you make me sound like a villain?"

"The multi-human race is now very powerful, and ninety-nine out of ten top powers were established by humans."

The bamboo viper, Jun Wuxian, flicked its tongue slightly, emitting a hissing sound:
"We just want to create a world of our own for the demon race and bring back those demon beasts who are discriminated against by humans."

"Demons are born free, and humans have no right to deprive them of their right to become your sword."

"Perhaps you, a powerful human, can cherish your sword, but most of the demons taken away from the Beast Fighting Continent have suffered harm from humans!"

Bamboo Leaf Green sneered, "I just want to give all the demons a home, is there a problem with that?"

"Stop trying to change the subject!"

Fang Can sneered, "Every three years, the Heavenly Realm is opened, causing a mass exodus of many races. The number of demons who die is countless. You have the nerve to say it's for the sake of the demon race?"

"Don't tell me that you few eighth-level cultivators can't manage these demons, and you're just letting them kill each other under the guise of protecting the demons, right?"

"How can that be the same?" Xuan Qian's spiritual sense fluctuated, and he said in a deep voice:
"This is an internal matter of the demon race! It follows the fundamental principles of heaven and earth: the strong prey on the weak, and survival of the fittest! Resources are limited, so the strong naturally have the right to occupy more living space; this is the law of nature!"

“If we protect the sheep, it’s the same as harming the wolves. We might as well open a door and let them live according to their nature.”

"You've already cultivated to the eighth level, what nonsense are you talking to me about nature?"

Fang Can was so angry he laughed: "Eighth-level resources are endless, even a small share can benefit the world, what kind of 'limited resources' argument are you spouting to me?"

"All the conflicts and battles on the entire Beast Fighting Continent were stirred up by you creator gods!"

"I'd like to ask you, where did all those demons above the eighth rank go?"

As Fang Can questioned them, the expressions on the two demons' faces darkened, and neither of them answered.

"Feeling guilty?" Fang Can said coldly, "I know even if you don't say it. You've sold off all those demons above the eighth rank, haven't you?"

"This so-called Beast Fighting Continent is just your breeding ranch, and the so-called Love Demon is just a business of your three gods."

"Over the years, you've probably lost count of how many Rank 8 demonic beasts you've sold."

Another silence fell as the two beasts looked at Fang Can, surprised that he had guessed the truth on his own.

Looking at them like this, Fang Can was speechless; he had actually guessed correctly.

After taking that bite of the Ge Liheng-level [Eight-Turned Konjac Dessert], the delicious taste made him realize where all the eight-turned ingredients had gone.

Therefore, he looked directly at the two beasts in front of him and asked curiously, "How much do you sell a serving of a G (64) Eighth Rank Demon Clan Immortal Soup?"

silence……

"I can understand those animal-themed eight-turn spirits, but what do they want with those cell phones and computers that have become sentient eight-turn spirits?"

Silence remained...

Faced with Fang Can's question, the two demons felt a little guilty that their feelings had been exposed.

Over the years, they have indeed been enclosing land to trade in demons, selling not only edible demons but also inedible ones.

Once those demons reached the level of Grievance, they directly washed away the memes on their bodies and then processed them into raw materials to supply the various dining tables of the multiverse.

As for those things that can't be eaten, such as data cables, mobile phones, computers, etc.

Then let's make use of these wastes. The living ones can be used to guard the homes of the young masters of various factions, while the dead ones can be disassembled into eighth-level parts for further processing.

Relying on the countless years of trading with demons, if we continue trading for a while longer, we can accumulate enough tickets to enter the [Nine Revolutions of Title].

They all relied on the help of benefactors. If one of the three brothers could enter the ninth level of the title, he could bring the other two with him.

Looking at the turtle and snake, who remained silent throughout, Fang Can couldn't help but ask curiously:
"How come you've been selling for so many years and are still stuck at the eighth level? Is it really that difficult to become a [Ninth Level Title]?"

"Shut up! Human! What do you know?"

Sensing the unintentional disdain in Fang Can's words that implied he was being sold cheaply, Jun Wuxian suddenly raised his snake head, his voice sharp and piercing, carrying with it a long-suppressed humiliation and a sudden outburst of resentment:
"It is precisely because you are human that you have this confidence."

"The entire Pan-Multiverse is populated by humans, and because you are human, you are noble."

"As long as they know you are a human from the martial world at the eighth level, countless powerful forces will recruit you. Some can even be transformed into the ninth level on the same day!"

"Humans in the entire multiverse are further divided into white and yellow races, while other races of different colors are classified as aliens and mixed with demons."

"We are beings of a different race, a turtle and a mushroom, not of your kind!"

"Anyone who dares to come and ask to become a disciple will be skinned alive or imprisoned as a spirit animal, or used as a ferocious beast to guard the sect!"

"As for the demon race, they are even more divided into numerous factions."

“Innate demon gods look down on demons who cultivate later, and dog people look down on cat people. Even if they are of the same race, they still have to worry about being stabbed in the back in the face of diversity.”

"Humans are praised for their kindness in educating all without discrimination, but if the demon race dared to do the same, they would likely be besieged by major human factions on the same day."

Zhu Yeqing's eyes turned bloodshot as he glared at Fang Can: "It's because of my identity that I can't even get a good price for gifts or betraying my fellow countrymen."

"If it's a human selling, they buy it by the lot, but if it's a demon, they pay by the year! Even then, we have to desperately beg to sell before we get this opportunity!"

"If I don't sell other people, I'll be sold by the human race. What choice do I have?"

Fang Can listened quietly to Zhu Ye Qing's accusations, his face revealing neither joy nor anger.

After the other party had vented all their anger, Fang Can said, "What are you babbling about? What you're doing now is no different from what humans are doing."

"And you've been talking for so long, the reinforcements should be here by now!"

Upon hearing Fang Can expose their thoughts, the two beasts present tensed up.

Although Fang Can's words just now were sincere, they were also a tactic to buy time. They didn't understand why Fang Can chose to ignore them even though he had seen through them.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Can raised his head and looked towards the horizon.

Trillions of light-years away, a blond man clad in a yellow robe, with a robust physique and six long, narrow whiskers, was rapidly descending towards this place, tearing through space. After entering this space, the blond man's gaze locked onto Fang Can and the two beasts, and he strolled towards this location, making a turn in the vacuum.

It was described as a stroll only because the other person appeared relaxed as they walked, but their pace was extremely fast.

When he first appeared, the blond man's speed was only a few times the speed of sound.

But in an instant, this speed of movement soared to the speed of light, then to trillions of times the speed of light, and then to times the speed of light as numerous as the sands of the Ganges...

Almost instantly, in Fang Can's sight, the golden-haired creature's speed had increased to a level that was difficult for ordinary eighth-level cultivators to reach, and its movement speed was still increasing rapidly.

Immediately, almost without any delay, the blond man flew to Fang Can's side.

He then looked up at Fang Can, his eyes revealing an unprecedented solemnity, and said, "You are very strong! Extremely strong! You are stronger than ever before!"

"In my limited life, you are absolutely the strongest eighth-rank cultivator I have ever encountered!"

Upon hearing the blond man's assessment, both Xuan Qian and Jun Wuxian showed surprise in their eyes.

The two beasts were extremely familiar with the abilities of their kin, having killed countless eighth-level cultivators in the past, and yet, the human race they described as unprecedentedly powerful...

For a moment, a sense of unease rose in the hearts of the two beasts, knowing that this time things might not end well.

"You're the Wolf Huang who claims to be the number one eight-turn wolf in the world?" Fang Can's eyes revealed a hint of eager anticipation.

Since the other party dares to claim to be the best in the world, then that claim must have some merit.

The leisurely speed at which the other party approached was enough to give a glimpse of what was to come.

"That's right! That's just a polite nickname others gave me."

Wolf Yellow smiled faintly, "Although I can sense the unprecedented power contained within you, I am confident that I will not lose to you."

"Really?" Fang Can asked, his expression eager.

"I'm very interested in your world's number one eighth-level cultivation, so let's have a fight."

"I only came here because your reputation is too arrogant, otherwise I would have killed these two guys long ago." Fang Can glanced at the two beasts sweating profusely to the side.

"Hehe." Wolf Yellow laughed and placed his body across the two beasts, saying, "It seems this battle is inevitable. In that case, let's begin."

"As a sign of respect for my senior, I'll take your move head-on."

As he spoke, Wolf Yellow actually spread his hands out in front of Fang Can, opened his chest, and said calmly:

"Whether you use heritage, fists, or weapons, I'll let you strike me."

"Oh?" Fang Can looked slightly surprised.

Should I take his move? That's arrogant.
If Fang Can hadn't known that the other party's inheritance was "absolute indifference," which granted immunity to all inheritances, he probably would have guessed that this Wolf Yellow possessed some kind of inheritance such as "absolute defense," "absolute counter-damage," or "absolute immunity."

However, it's not certain. This old, established brand might have one or two rank 8 sacrificial artifacts over the years.

Relying on the effects of the eighth-level sacrificial artifact, this guy might have some hidden tricks up his sleeve.

'But it doesn't matter!'

Fang Can's lips curled into a fearless, radiant smile: "Fine! Since you've made that request, I'll give you a punch!"

As he spoke, Fang Can took a step forward and clenched his fist under the watchful eyes of the two beastly octagonal beings who were retreating rapidly.

A pure power, enough to overturn all concepts of the universe, converged in this clenched right fist.

Facing this world's number one eighth-level expert, Fang Can didn't want to engage in any pretense. Since his opponent had already generously let him have a move, backing down would only make him seem afraid.

Looking at the calm-looking wolf in front of him, Fang Can repeated one last time, "I'm about to throw a punch! Are you sure you don't want to dodge?"

Feeling the changes in his body, Wolf Yellow said leisurely, "I said I'd take your move, so I'll take your move. Just attack with all your might."

"Since you want to fight, I'll give you an equal fight so you'll admit defeat willingly."

Wolf Yellow smiled faintly: "Only after sensing the increase in your power was I able to suppress my own power to fight you, so this move was unavoidable."

Looking at Lang Huang, whose expression remained calm, Fang Can smiled after a brief silence and said, "Okay!"

Before the words were even finished, the fist had already been thrown, and the terrifying power gathered in the right fist erupted instantly!
At this moment, Fang Can's all-out attack, which is expanding every second and could reach infinity at any time, has almost reached the limit of the eighth-level energy level!
The moment the fist was raised, the entire expanding cavern exploded instantly, as if boiling oil had been poured into it!

The originally stable spatial structure shattered instantly, and the entire river of time broke into countless droplets before quickly drying up, obliterating all the causes and effects of this universe's past and future.

The vast universe was expanded outwards because of this punch!

It was as if billions of stars were squeezed into a glass, and under extreme pressure, the entire cave exploded!

The impact, representing death and destruction, continued its force even after bursting open this small cave, expanding outwards and causing countless branches near the ancient high-dimensional tree to sway wildly.

Each of these branching paths represents a world that trembles violently and shakes up and down in the aftershocks, nearly throwing these worlds out of the main trunk's control.

This single punch directly impacted countless trillions of universes, causing the collapse of time and space in countless dimensions.

However, in the ruins of the cave that have vanished into nothingness.

Facing Fang Can's absolute punch that could shatter ten thousand paths, Wolf Yellow's figure remained unmoved and unharmed until the aftershocks dissipated.

"What immense strength!" Wolf Huang exclaimed leisurely under Fang Can's surprised gaze, "Your punch is indeed astonishingly powerful."

"But it was still just a hair's breadth away, just a tiny bit short of the chance that could have injured me."

As Wolf Yellow spoke, he grabbed Fang Can's outstretched fist and grinned, saying:
"Since you've already thrown your fist, then try to take this punch! This punch might be a bit heavy!"

After saying that, under Fang Can's gaze, Wolf Yellow suddenly swung out a right fist that rendered all sound, light, color, and fear ineffective, and struck Fang Can!
Seeing the other person's fist, Fang Can did not dodge.

Since the other party caught it, I might as well catch his punch too!
Thinking this, Wolf Yellow's fist struck Fang Can squarely in the chest!

Boom——! ! !
The moment they made contact, a surge of power exploded from Fang Can's chest!

'That was a powerful punch!'

Facing the opponent's fist, Fang Can thought to himself that the force of this punch was comparable to that of his own.

Just as he was pondering, Wolf Yellow casually said, "Watch out, I'm about to get serious!"

In the next instant, Fang Can felt the force in his chest surge wildly.

Wolf Huang's punches were getting stronger and stronger, increasing every moment, almost reaching the power that Fang Can was expanding every moment!
(End of this chapter)