Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 71 True and False Tang San
"Boom!"

Without any warning, amidst thunder and lightning, with a huge roar, the base hidden deep underground was exposed to the moonlight.

The bright light of the moon outside shines through the deep tunnel and onto the cold steel of the base.

"Who the hell is this?"

King Lanhuo was sitting in the base and felt the violent vibration, which made him angry.

In order to carry out this infinite protagonist plan, he has been suppressing his desire to mess around in recent days.

He no longer plays realistic script-killing games such as the one about a miracle doctor coming down the mountain or a beauty's personal master, where they pretend to be cool and then get slapped in the face in front of ordinary people.

As a result, even though he has been so law-abiding, trouble still comes to him. Is there still law?
With tremendous anger, the next moment, his body squirmed and turned into an eighteen-year-old boy wearing a tight golden uniform, a red cape hanging behind his shoulders, and a huge F mark printed on his chest.

If Fang Can was here, he would be able to recognize this guy's identity almost at a glance [Fuck you Superman].

Yes, this is the ability of the King of Rotten Life, he can borrow other people’s superpowers through COS.

The stronger the superpower user's ability, the smaller the proportion of superpower he can borrow, but at most he can only obtain 50% of the power of the COS superpower user.

As for why it is borrowing power?
At this moment, Superman F, who was having a party in City A, staggered, feeling that at least 40% of his strength had been lost, and a feeling of emptiness rose in his heart.

"I'm your fucking rotten king, and you're forcing me to use my power."

Almost instantly, with extreme anger, Superman F punched a mortal in front of him to pieces, and the entire party fell into silence.

But this still cannot erase the anger in Superman F's heart.

Because of the versatility of his strength, this is not the first time his strength has been borrowed. He suffers from kidney deficiency every few days. Who can bear this?

With the power borrowed from Superman F, the figure of the Rotten King disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in a cloak ten thousand meters in the sky, staring at the cold and beautiful woman in front of him with angry eyes.

"Damn it, it's you, Jimei, who has affected Wadasi's life. You really deserve to die." The King of Lanhuo asked angrily, and the next moment he felt a huge pressure coming towards him.

With half of F Superman's mental power, the King of Rotten Life felt only cold hands and feet when he was crushed by the mind, and then sneered: "This kind of power... you are from another world."

"Can he fight against the mind? And with this outfit, he should be the chatterbox that Ning An mentioned."

Liu Qingmeng stared at the man in front of him, and the description given by his disciple at that time emerged in his mind.

On the other side, Fang Can, who was wrapped in bed watching a movie, saw Liu Qingmeng walk into the room.

"Is there anything I can do for you, senior?" Fang Can asked after swallowing the potato chips in his arms.

"Do you know a superpowered person who wears a red cape, yellow clothes, and has this inscription on his chest?"

As Liu Qingmeng spoke, a capital "F" condensed from lightning emerged from his hand.

"Oh, you mean Superman F. His ability is super strength, super..."

After Fang Can briefly introduced the other party's superpowers, he said, "But why are you asking this, senior?"

"Hmm..." Liu Qingmeng said vaguely: "Learn about the abilities of your world."

On the other side, huge lightning flashed, bringing with it bursts of thunder. The spiritual energy that Liu Qingmeng left on Jiang Ning'an transformed into a huge amount of lightning.

Compared to Jiang Ning'an's previous serious injury, although his strength was only one hundredth of what it was, he was still stronger than the Rotten King. 'According to my remaining spiritual energy, this intensity of the battle should be able to sustain the battle for about two incense sticks.' Liu Qingmeng thought to himself.

"If this continues, I will be beaten to death by this little fairy in another minute." The rotten king, with many bones broken all over his body, was as steady as a rock after calculation.

Because he is not fighting alone, it won't be long before people with super powers from other cities come to help.

On one side, the clone is not afraid of life or death, while on the other side, there are reinforcements behind him and he continues to fight regardless of the risks.

Out of tacit understanding, both of them fought in the sky, trying not to affect the ground. For a while, the whole sky was filled with roaring thunder and explosive gas.

And just as King Lanhuo had expected, more and more people with super powers began to join the battle.

"Then let me ask you, who is this female superpower with long green hair, black clothes, and a golden five-pointed star on her shoulder?"

In Fang Can's bedroom, the two incarnations had mutual consciousness. Liu Qingmeng looked at Fang Can and asked.

"Oh, a divine being, her ability is..."

Fang Can huddled in the bed, wordlessly explaining the abilities of each superpower user to Senior Liu, who had transformed into a curious baby in front of him.

"What a nagging woman! She makes me unable to watch movies." Fang Can complained in his heart.

As more and more people with super powers joined the battle, Liu Qingmeng began to lose the upper hand.

But the purpose of this move was to test the strength of these super-powered people, so naturally he was fearless.

On the other hand, unlike the fierce melee above, in the base below, a casual gesture before the war directly led to huge chaos.

Tang San, who was listening to the explanation of the white-coated personnel, felt the earth shake, and then he saw the indicator light in the base send out a red signal indicating danger.

"The base has been attacked." The man in the white coat felt the danger of death and his face turned pale instantly. He glanced at the puzzled Tang San beside him, and ran out without even bothering to do his research.

"What's wrong with this guy?" Tang San frowned, somewhat confused, but subconsciously, he followed him out.

Walk into the room and enter the sci-fi passage of the base.

With the help of the flashing red indicator light, he saw countless men in white coats urgently moving in one direction, as if they were seeking refuge.

"Wait..." The next moment, Tang San saw a man walking out of one of the rooms as if looking in a mirror.

The most terrifying thing is that the other person looks exactly like me!!!
The same blue hair, eyebrows, eyes and mouth are exactly the same, it's like they were copied from the same mold.

"Who are you!" Suddenly, the man opposite also noticed Tang San and pointed his finger at him in shock.

"Me? I am Tang San!" he replied.

"Nonsense, I am Tang San!" The person on the other side said in disbelief.

"You are Tang San, then who am I?"

Following a surprised word, another Tang San walked out from another door.

Then came the second, third, fourth...

At least dozens of Tang Sans walked out of their respective rooms.

(End of this chapter)