Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 639 A single palm strike awakens me from my cycle of reincarnation; there is no one like me in this world!

Plane explosions, highway multi-car pileups, elevator cables breaking and falling, coffee shop gas explosions, train derailments, people being sucked into swimming pool drains, laser surgery equipment malfunctioning and burning eyes, barbells pressing on throats in gyms, glass curtain walls shattering and cutting while sunbathing, dental equipment malfunctions causing suffocation, billboards falling, and so on.

Fang Yu slapped down twice with his large Buddha-shaped hand, making all the members of the Reincarnation Team forget that this was a scene from "Final Destination".

Unless the Grim Reaper makes Donald press the wrong button on the Coke and accidentally press the nuclear bomb instead.

Otherwise, no matter how busy the Grim Reaper is with his lack of performance, he can't compare to Fang Yu's achievement of arriving in the world of "Final Destination" in less than half an hour.

A flash of white light, and Zheng Zha, Zhao Yingkong, and the others were teleported to a safe area by the Flying Thunder God.

Their faces were extremely grim!

Zheng Zha, in particular, had a face as pale as paper, with cold sweat constantly dripping from his forehead.

"How is this possible?" Zheng Zha's voice trembled. "He actually survived such a terrifying attack."

Zhao Yingkong gripped the Fang of Netherfire tightly, her usually calm eyes now flashing with disbelief: "The clone Zheng Zha, that guy, and even Zhang Jie and the others are all unharmed."

Zhan Lan's mental scan results sent a chill down everyone's spines: "Almost all of the Demon Team's key players are alive, though some are injured."

Fang Yu patted Zheng Zha on the shoulder: "Your copying ability is now at least at the fourth level. You need to work harder."

These words struck Zheng Zha like a thunderbolt.

He staggered back two steps, his lips trembling, "Fourth rank." He looked down at his trembling hands, "But I'm not even third rank."

"Well, we can't rush it," Fang Yu could only offer this consolation.

"It's the same me, so why is there such a big difference?" Zheng Zha muttered to himself, his voice filled with bitterness and despair.

Fang Yu turned his face away, unable to bear telling Zheng Zha the truth.

It was precisely because he, as the "protagonist," stole the protagonist's halo that should have belonged to Zheng Zha that this key figure of the Central Continent Team in the original work was reduced to this, becoming a mascot.

Of course, Zheng Zha also missed many dangerous challenges, whether that's a blessing or a curse is hard to say.

After a moment of silence, Fang Yu suddenly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd with piercing intensity: "Under my protection, it is indeed difficult for you to truly grow."

His voice became more serious than ever before, "From now on, I'll take care of the top fighters from the Demon Team and the Celestial Team. The rest..."

He paused, his gaze lingering on each person's face: "I'm leaving it to you."

Zhao Yingkong was the first to nod, her eyes blazing with fighting spirit: "Understood."

Needless to say, Fang Yu knew that Zhao Yingkong was going to cause trouble for Zhao Zhuikong's clone.

Zhan Lan took a deep breath. "I will use my mental power to provide support for everyone. If necessary, I will also step in."

Li Yingqi gently stroked the Heavenly Strike Sword, and the blade emitted a clear, melodious sound: "I was just about to test the skills of these otherworldly cultivators."

Only Zheng Zha remained standing there, his eyes unfocused.

Fang Yu stepped forward and pressed down hard on his shoulder: "Listen, death is not the end, but a new beginning!"

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Zheng Zha's head, waking him up!

He suddenly looked up, the confusion in his eyes gradually replaced by determination.

Yes, since the gap is already so big, what's the point of being timid and hesitant?
"I understand." Zheng Zha gripped the Tiger Soul Blade tightly, his voice still trembling slightly, but now filled with determination. "I will prove my worth, prove that I far surpass my clone!" "Good, good, good! What new moves have you developed? You must tell me, understand?"

Zheng Zha nodded, "Without holding back."

Fang Yu smiled with satisfaction and turned to look at the bewildered newcomers who hadn't yet introduced themselves. "Tell us about your strengths and introduce yourselves. Maybe that can give you both some protection."

The two men looked at each other, and finally the one with the taller posture introduced himself first, "My name is Wang Xia. I am skilled in reconnaissance, counter-reconnaissance, and setting up landmines and traps."

These words stunned everyone.

Who would plant landmines in reality?
Having read the original novel, Fang Yu knew that Wang Xia was one of the first soldiers specially trained by Chu Xuan to enter the reincarnation space after Chu Xuan released intelligence to the real world. So, without changing his expression, he said, "Once you're in the Central Continent Team, I'll be your superior. Remember! National mission is paramount! Secondly, you must obey all my orders!"

Upon hearing the words "national mission," Wang Xia felt as if struck by lightning, but then immediately realized what was happening and said, "You are so..."

"Shhh."

Fang Yu blinked. "I'm Chu Xuan's top person in charge. Colonel Chu calls me 'Commander,' so you know that."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xia immediately saluted, "Yes, sir! Your orders and the mission of the nation are above all else! Wang Xia will swear to be loyal to you to the death!"

Fang Yu returned the greeting, "Loyalty!"

Qi Tengyi adjusted his glasses, cleared his throat, and began, "My name is Qi Tengyi. I majored in archaeology and am proficient in ancient script deciphering and language analysis." He paused, his tone carrying a hint of confidence, "I am proficient in seventeen ancient languages, including oracle bone script, cuneiform, and Mayan hieroglyphs, in addition..."

He pointed to his temple. "My calculation and memory skills are also quite good, and I can quickly analyze complex information."

Fang Yu looked at the refined-looking newcomer with great interest, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Oh? An archaeologist?" He turned to Wang Xia and winked, "Looks like we're going to have an intellectual in our team."

Qi Tengyi nervously rubbed his fingers together: "I minored in cryptography during university, so if I encounter a situation where I need to crack mechanisms or ciphertext..."

"Got it." Fang Yu interrupted him with a smile, patting Qi Tengyi on the shoulder. "Welcome to the Central Continent Team, Comrade Intellectual." He deliberately imitated Wang Xia's tone. "Remember, the team's mission comes first!"

Qi Teng was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in understanding: "Understood! I will do my best."

His gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on the fading phantom of the giant Buddha in the distance. His eyes behind his glasses gleamed with excitement; this was far more thrilling than digging up an ancient tomb.

Adam of the Celestials stood atop a shattered skyscraper, his white robes billowing in the wind. He gazed at the fading light of Buddha in the distance, his pupils flashing with data like a waterfall.

"The energy level exceeds the normal upper limit of the God Space by 47 times. After the Wood Release and Buddha Light merge, they form a rule-level suppression that can even disintegrate the elementalization of the mid-stage fourth rank." Adam's voice was like a cold machine. "This is not the strength that can be obtained through exchange, but 'authority overriding'."

He turned to look at Song Tian, ​​who was standing beside him with his sword in his hand: "Fang Yu's abilities are logically contradictory. The chakra of the ninja system, the armament haki of the pirate system, the cultivation system, the green light energy, etc., should all be in conflict with each other, but they coexist perfectly in him. The only explanation is that," Adam's fingertip revealed the phantom of the God's wristwatch, "he has tampered with the God's basic rules."

Song Tian's sword sheath trembled slightly: "All I need to know is how strong he is."

Adam pushed up his glasses: "If we only consider the two palm strikes he demonstrated, even excluding the possibility of not losing four twos at the start, you and he are evenly matched, but..." A cold glint flashed in his lenses, "If you accept my fusion, your win rate can be increased to 88.3%."

"No need." Song Tian extended his thumb, revealing a half-inch blade. The chilling blade intent sliced ​​the concrete beneath his feet into a smooth, sloping surface. "The way of the blade is only to cut; it grows stronger when it encounters a stronger opponent."

Before he finished speaking, he had already transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards the direction where the Central Continent Team was located.

Adam watched Song Tian's departing figure and suddenly chuckled, "It's really good that Chu Xuan isn't in the Central Continent Team."

He spread his arms wide, his expression one of utter contentment. "Death has come? No, this is my 'Human Instrumentality' testing ground!"

(End of this chapter)