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Chapter 417 Unleashing Potential, Ghost Back Unfolds
Inside the den of flesh and blood, four people stood facing each other.

An invisible wave of heat swept across the entire venue.

The air became distorted as a result, and the diffused red light flickered and dimmed.

The tentacles that were still wriggling around seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, emitting hissing sounds as they all retreated back into the fleshy walls.

Fang Cheng stood with his feet shoulder-width apart.

This is the most ordinary standing posture.

However, he seemed to be accumulating destructive power.

The fleshy carpet beneath his feet was charred black, emitting a sizzling sound like it had been branded with a hot iron.

Within Fang Cheng's field of vision, a semi-transparent panel quietly appeared.

At the bottom of the panel, a skill that was originally gray is now flashing red rapidly.

It's like breaking a seal, releasing a powerful force originating from the deepest and most fundamental part of the body.

If you were to perform internal visualization at this moment, you would see unusual phenomena within your dantian.

The once calm ocean of true energy is now boiling violently, with countless bubbles bubbling and surging upwards.

In the deepest part of the ocean, the dormant volcano has been fully awakened.

The scalding magma broke free of the earth's crust, carrying life energy, and erupted with unstoppable force.

This torrent of energy surged out along the meridians, cleansing every corner of the body.

Lactic acid, metabolic waste, and other "toxins" that accumulate during combat are instantly vaporized and eliminated.

The muscle tears, internal organ congestion, and minor obstructions in the meridians caused by the violent impact were all smoothed out and cleansed.

Even the deep, crisscrossing wounds on the skin, which were so deep that the bone was visible, stopped bleeding and began to scab over as this torrent flowed in.

The newly formed granulation tissue grew wildly, allowing the body, which was covered in wounds, to heal rapidly as if it were still intact.

Such a terrifying recovery speed has already transcended the realm of biology.

It's as if the process of cell regeneration and repair has been accelerated thousands of times.

This was not Fang Cheng deliberately guiding his true energy to heal his injuries, but rather a powerful force bursting forth from the very source of life.

In the blink of an eye, he was able to achieve a kind of full recovery.

"Unleashing potential..."

Fang Cheng read it in a low voice.

This is a hidden skill that I had almost forgotten about.

Aside from using it in the early stages of fitness training to challenge limits and accelerate skill development, I've basically never used it again.

It's not that he doesn't value this skill; on the contrary, he values ​​it highly.

Through repeated hands-on practice, Fang Cheng had long realized the best way to use "potential stimulation".

It's not about recovery after exercise, nor is it about pushing your body to its limits.

Instead, it activates the second phase of "full health, full defense, and no pain" during battle.

This is his true trump card, the one he's holding back!
An indescribable feeling of pleasure instantly spread throughout his body, and Fang Cheng couldn't help but let out a satisfied groan:

"Comfortable--"

This scene completely shattered the three members of the Xiao family's hopes.

"How can it be!"

The young man looked on incredulously: "You...you weren't just putting on an act, were you?"

The man in front of me was clearly exhausted just a moment ago, how could he suddenly become so imposing?

Could it be that he was actually handling Minister Luo's battle with ease, and had been playing dumb all along?

Xiao Ming, standing beside him, watched Fang Cheng wearing a demon mask and covered in flames.

Seemingly recalling some terrifying legend, he shrank back and quietly took half a step back.

The middle-aged man also looked solemn.

He stared at the tangible crimson-gold aura emanating from Fang Cheng's body, his mind racing.

What kind of rare and special ability is this?
Or is the other party using some kind of secret technique, burning their own vital energy at any cost to heal their injuries?
Regardless of the type, he could clearly feel the intense, furnace-like energy within the other person's body, which was absolutely genuine.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath.

A cold and gloomy aura quietly gathered in his palm.

Since the other party seems to have recovered, I must also go all out.

After all, this was a powerful figure who had driven Luo Lie to the brink of defeat, and he was definitely not to be underestimated.

However, Fang Cheng's transformation was not yet over.

puff!puff!puff!
A series of muffled thuds came from his vest as muscle fibers rapidly expanded and stretched.

Like a taut steel cable being released, freeing it from all constraints.

That soaring momentum rose even higher!

The young man standing to the side and behind Xiao Ming opened his eyes wide and saw a bizarre scene.

Fang Cheng's back muscles seemed to come alive instantly, writhing and reorganizing in an exaggerated manner, releasing an even more ferocious form.

The latissimus dorsi muscle is extremely abducted, forming a wide cheek.

The trapezius muscles bulge high, forming a furrowed brow.

The deep grooves of the spine transform into a straight nose.

What's most unsettling is that the infraspinatus and teres major muscles on both sides of the scapula are forcibly pulled, forming a distorted eye socket.

The teres minor muscles, which are normally difficult to see and are squeezed in the middle, are now engorged with blood and bulge out.

They formed a pair of "devil's eyes" filled with a violent expression.

A vividly clear, almost crying ghost face was branded onto his back!
"This...what is this?"

The young man was dumbfounded and muttered to himself:
"Could it be... that this guy is actually a monster in human skin?"

The visual impact and sense of oppression from that grotesque face made his mouth dry and his breathing difficult.

The middle-aged man's pupils brightened and slightly contracted.

He could sense that the other party's power surged again after unfolding that muscular ghost face.

It seemed that at this moment, I was no longer facing a human being.

Instead, it is a demon god who stepped out of hell, born solely for slaughter.

The invisible psychological pressure even caused his aura to fluctuate slightly.

After further liberating his back, Fang Cheng felt an unprecedented power surge from his spine throughout his body.

Every muscle, every bone, seemed to be cheering for this.

Fang Cheng nodded in satisfaction, his gaze instantly becoming even more intense, shooting like a sharp arrow towards any enemy who dared to stand in his way.

The "Crimson Eye" hovering in the air seemed to shift slightly, silently watching the impending battle.

The middle-aged man showed no fear.

He is a powerful figure who has been at the S-level for many years, and one of the top experts in his family.

Why would I be afraid of someone who only knows brute force?
Moreover, his domain ability is extremely unique...

"Do it!"

The middle-aged man shouted and, together with his two accomplices, set up a triangular killing formation.

The young man and Xiao Ming suppressed their fear and quickly moved to prepare to coordinate with the middle-aged man's attack.

Faced with the deadly danger of being attacked from both sides, Fang Cheng showed no fear in his eyes, but instead his fighting spirit grew even stronger.

He stood still, his waist and hips slightly lowered.

His right arm, which had been retracted, was already like a fully drawn bowstring, poised to strike.

The heart, like a motor turned on at maximum power, pumps out large amounts of blood as hot as magma.

The bulging muscles of the right arm, under the influx of massive amounts of blood and qi, quickly turned bright red, and even emitted wisps of white steam.

It was as if it were a red-hot steel arm.

Kara—

The joint twisted, producing a series of chilling cracking sounds.

In an instant, Fang Cheng made the first move.

boom!
The carpet of blood and flesh beneath their feet instantly exploded, creating a crater, with charred bits of flesh scattering and flying in all directions amidst the shockwave.

Fang Cheng's figure had already disappeared from the spot, completely ignoring the young man and Xiao Ming who were attacking from both sides.

Eyes gleaming, locked onto the most threatening target—

That middle-aged man who claimed to be an S-level expert!

Before the fist even landed, a sharp sonic boom had already torn through the air.

Faced with this astonishingly powerful punch, the middle-aged man neither dodged nor evaded, but simply raised his right hand swiftly. A mouth suddenly split open in his palm, and a miniature vortex instantly formed within it, drawing in the surrounding air currents.

The roaring fist of fire shot straight towards the target like a missile.

Just as the punch and the palm were about to collide!

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, "Now is the time."

"Domain, Gluttony!"

Darkness descended without warning.

It was as if an invisible barrier had crashed down and suddenly closed.

The surrounding lair of flesh and blood, the two accomplices in black, and all the light and sound vanished in an instant.

In this enclosed space, only Fang Cheng and the middle-aged man remained.

The flow of time itself seemed to become viscous and slow.

In front of Fang Cheng's fist, in the dark void.

A gigantic maw covered in slime and filled with sharp teeth appeared out of thin air and bit down on his burning iron fist.

However, Fang Cheng showed no fear.

At this moment, there is no turning back, only moving forward.

The narrow road meets the brave to win!

His punches, instead of diminishing, intensified, unleashing even more blazing golden flames.

The middle-aged man's lips curled into a smug, confident smile.

It's important to understand that the core of his ability is not attack, but rather "devouring" and "transforming".

Once the domain expands, it will construct an independent dimensional stomach that absorbs all forms of energy and impact.

Even after being transformed, it can be released again to launch a counterattack in an unexpected way.

The stronger the opponent's attack, the more terrifying the damage will be when it bounces back!
Simply put, it means treating someone the same way they treat you.

With this unpredictable ability, he has caused countless self-proclaimed masters to meet their demise.

But the next second, the smile on his face froze completely.

The enormous, all-consuming maw, upon contact with Fang Cheng's fist, could only withstand less than half a second before letting out a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

click-

Fine cracks spread across the giant mouth.

It was then completely burst apart by the violent force and burst into flames!
The middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly realized that he had made a mistake.

The power contained in the opponent's punch has probably exceeded the upper limit of my domain's absorption and transformation capabilities.

No wonder……

In his mind, the image of Luo Lie's pitiful, beggar-like state flashed by like lightning.

boom!
The dark realm shattered, and the real world reappeared before their eyes.

The middle-aged man felt an irresistible force coming from his palm.

The energy vortex used to neutralize the opponent's attack was instantly pierced through, and cracks appeared in the bones of the entire right arm due to the massive shock.

Fang Cheng's scarlet eyes held no emotion, only pure fighting spirit.

60 points of Strength, 60 points of Agility.

In addition, the Qilin Arm increases arm strength by 500%, and the Ghost Back increases punching power by 100%.

How could it be so easily resisted!

With a single punch, the middle-aged man was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the alloy wall behind him, which was covered in blood and flesh.

The sturdy wall was dented in a clear human-shaped shape, as if a portrait had been inlaid inside.

The saying "beating someone is like hanging a painting" perfectly describes this situation.

"Second Uncle!" "Second Master!"

The young man and Xiao Ming cried out in horror.

"Cough... Hurry! Leave through the portal!"

The middle-aged man coughed up blood, but he was unusually decisive and immediately gave the order to retreat.

He knew that if he continued fighting, he would likely end up like Luo Lie.

Fang Cheng touched the ground with his toes, preparing to leap up and deliver a finishing punch.

In an instant, darkness enveloped everything again, and the shattered giant mouth reappeared.

But this time the target was not Fang Cheng, but rather the severely injured middle-aged man who was swallowed whole.

Seconds later, when the darkness dissipated, he was nowhere to be seen.

Even the figures of the other two accomplices in black had vanished.

Fang Cheng looked closely and saw the spatial door that was not completely closed.

With a buzzing sound, the door closed, the crack rapidly shrank, and finally disappeared completely.

In the blink of an eye, he was the only one left in the entire flesh and blood lair.

"...ran away?"

Fang Cheng was somewhat confused.

Weren't we going to fight?
How come it was over after just one punch?

They didn't even have time to take their things...

Fang Cheng's eyes remained burning with passion, but he did not continue to pursue the three mysterious men in black.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but the abnormal state inside his body forced him to stop.

Fang Cheng frowned slightly.

I feel like I have plenty of energy in my body, as if I have inexhaustible power.

But an unprecedented hunger overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

His stomach spasmed and contracted violently, and a large amount of acid churned up, burning his esophagus.

It's like a deep-seated craving originating from the deepest part of the cells, howling in every corner of the body, desperately needing an energy boost.

After a moment's thought, Fang Cheng understood the reason.

During the previous battle with Luo Lie, his palm technique skill was upgraded, and he gained attribute points.

He increased his strength to 60 points in one go, breaking through the physiological limits of the human body.

Based on past experience, after each breakthrough, it is necessary to replenish a large amount of food to make up for the loss of essence in the process of leveling up and adding points.

But at that time, they were in the inner world, surrounded by enemies, and had no means of eating.

Subsequently, in order to defeat Luo Lie, he repeatedly used the "Qilin Arm" and "Overlord Body" to enhance the power of his fist and palm techniques with his true energy.

Therefore, a lot of qi and blood were consumed, and physical strength was almost exhausted.

As for the battle just now, it pushed his body to its absolute limit.

Although "potential activation" can instantly restore him to his peak condition, this energy does not come out of thin air.

Even after mastering the "Qigong" skill, one no longer directly draws life force as in the past, but instead mobilizes the true Qi stored in the Dantian.

But hunger is ultimately unavoidable.

Because this is an inherent mechanism of living organisms.

Fang Cheng still remembered that he had studied related knowledge on his own at the library.

When the body's internal environment is imbalanced and energy reserves are depleted, the hypothalamus will issue a strong feeding signal.

This leads to a survival instinct involving multiple physiological mechanisms such as nerves, hormones, and metabolism, working synergistically.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng immediately focused his inner energy on his dantian.

They discovered that the azure sea of ​​true energy had indeed reached its bottom and was nearly dried up.

"We need to hurry and find something to eat..."

Muttering something to himself, Fang Cheng turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the dark, fleshy fascia beneath his feet.

A strange fragrance wafted into my nostrils, and it seemed exceptionally enticing.

Just like the skewers at a barbecue stand, they exude a mouthwatering aroma of charred meat.

Fang Cheng shook his head, dismissing the strange thought.

I am a human being, not a wild beast. How could I eat such disgusting things?

He then started walking, preparing to leave this awful place.

However, when his gaze fell again on the "Crimson Eye" floating in mid-air, he couldn't help but pause.

(End of this chapter)