Physics God

Duanmu Fan, a genius like Ling Hao, suddenly fell from grace after graduating from university. However, unlike Ling Hao, he made no progress in cultivation, while Ling Hao was completely unable to cultivate.

During his years of silence, his betrothed, Fei Xueling, fell in love with Jiang She, a disciple of a second-rate power. Jiang She was not only more outstanding than Duanmu Fan, but also powerful and influential. Even if Duanmu Fan had not been crippled, Fei Xueling would most likely have chosen the latter, though she wouldn't have been so decisive and direct.

After Duanmu Fan remained silent for three years, seeing no improvement whatsoever, Fei Xueling made up her mind to break off the engagement. Just then, Duanmu Fan was able to cultivate again after the engagement was broken off, and the suppression of the past three years even gave him a faster cultivation speed than ordinary people.

Then another three years passed. During these three years, Duanmu Fan met Jiang She and challenged him to a duel at the Dragon Tiger Martial Arts Tournament in order to avenge his previous defeat. Unfortunately, he was unlucky and encountered a strong opponent with high odds in the preliminary rounds, and was directly eliminated.

After learning how Duanmu Fan was eliminated, Mu Kange conducted an analysis and concluded that if this world were the book, the idiotic author never intended for Duanmu Fan to win the championship. At most, he would improve while fighting, reach the top ten, become famous in the Dragon Tiger Martial Arts Tournament, and then quickly break through to the Manifestation Saint level, eventually reaching zero in the Wind and Cloud Martial Arts Tournament.

If Duanmu Fan showed any signs of winning the championship, he should be defending his title instead of playing in the revival match. Otherwise, even if he encountered the strongest player in this competition, he should have been able to escape by sheer luck.

"Then you really have bad luck," Mu Kange said calmly, inwardly thinking, "A surname like that clearly indicates someone isn't the main character."

Mu Kange had seen this trope countless times in online novels: giving NPCs a protagonist's template and then having them lose to the real protagonist.

Duanmu Fan nodded and said, "It's just bad luck. My good luck lasted for a long time, and I believe this is just a temporary low point."

"No, wait, you're just unlucky. Besides being eliminated, you also got picked on me," Mu Kange laughed.

The next moment, the two entered an eight-times burst mode, rushing towards each other at a speed of nearly 250 Mach. When they collided, a large crater with a radius of hundreds or thousands of meters and a depth of nearly one kilometer was created in the ground below.

This is not some nonsense theory about not being able to control one's power, not concentrating enough, not being able to adjust the destructive power, or not being precise enough.

Just as a dragon's flight brings wind and rain, and the rising sun brings sunlight, the movement of matter forms time—everything is so natural.

This is a natural phenomenon, not some kind of mess or lack of self-control.

Their power of 37.7 ohms was extremely concentrated in that tiny microscopic realm. The human body has trillions of cells, and cells are macromolecules, with even smaller micromolecules below them...

In other words, when they fight, the contact area appears small to ordinary people, but in reality it is ridiculously large, and all their movements affect the whole body; the operation of every cell is carefully considered.

A terrifying force erupted in that microscopic world, disturbing the cells and even molecules within both sides. Even ordinary people standing at a distance would be affected by the aftershocks, impacting their bioelectrical transmission and rendering them unable to move.

"He's actually quite skilled." Mu Kange glanced at his fist, which was starting to turn yellow, dry, and crack, and couldn't help but sigh.

The strong distortion of the outer realm of the mind directly ignores the properties of conventional physics, directly dismantling the opponent's physical defenses. If Duanmu Fan were to wear his own psionic armor, it would certainly have the effect of fire and burning.

Duanmu Fan, who had taken a punch from Mu Kange, felt as if his arm had been frozen in ancient ice for thousands of years, and his injury was much more serious than Mu Kange's.

"His spiritual cultivation far surpasses mine!"

Duanmu Fan naturally realized what was going on. He wasn't some loser on Mars; he had spent three years traveling all over the planetary systems of the Human Federation, and his experience was far beyond what these Martian country bumpkins could match.

In other words, what kind of kind person would throw the protagonist into prison at the beginning of the game? The sex demon Cang Yue?

"Even with the blessing of the Golden Heart, it can't compare?" Duanmu Fan's mind raced. The Golden Heart was his cheat code. The reason he had been silent for three years was because he had used all the spiritual energy he had gained from cultivation to provide the Golden Heart with start-up capital.

The Golden Heart is a heart, belonging to the category of psionic weaponry. However, it is not a bio-armor, but rather a weapon or tool that leans towards the "Slaying the Mortal World" type. It can greatly increase Duanmu Fan's cultivation speed, recovery and regeneration speed, mental strength, mental landscape strength, and external avatar strength. At the same time, it also has a more powerful energy supply effect than conventional nuclear fusion.

"So what? My enemy is Jiang She!" Duanmu Fan said resolutely as he stepped forward again.

Three years ago, Duanmu Fan was just a young man from a small town, while Jiang She was like a dragon, regarding him as an ant. On that day, he vowed to bring Jiang She down from his pedestal in three years!

For the past three years, Duanmu Fan has been working hard day and night, risking his life and desperately pushing his potential, all in order to achieve a great leap forward in three years and wipe away the shame of that day!

It was this spirit that allowed Duanmu Fan to overcome crisis after crisis. Now that he stands on the stage of the Dragon Tiger Martial Arts Tournament, how could he stop at Mu Kange and not even be able to advance?

"Ha! Vaporization freezing method!"

Mu Kange raised two fingers together, using them as a sword, and thrust them towards Duanmu Fan, who was burning with raging flames. He had been using the Icebound Heartscape Outer Domain from the very beginning, just for fun.

The extremely high temperature, far exceeding that of the sun's core, collided with the extremely low temperature, below three Kelvin, and the violent chemical reaction acted on the two of them through strong distortion.

Although the temperature sounds very high or very low, minus 270 degrees Celsius sounds close to minus 273.15 degrees Celsius, but in reality, the difference between the two is like the difference between 99 percent of the speed of light and 100 percent of the speed of light.

As for high temperatures?

Normally, high temperature is accompanied by high energy. The relationship between high temperature and high energy is like the difference between illusion ability users and psionic ability users. One is just a special effect, while the other has both special effects and damage.

Without high-energy, high-temperature conditions, take a soap bubble as an example. When it contracts and explodes, the molecules and atoms inside collide violently, generating a temperature of 40,000 degrees Celsius. However, this temperature only lasts for a moment and is so fleeting that it is almost impossible to measure.

To be honest, these two guys could withstand temperatures of millions of degrees Celsius without even breaking their skin if they took off their psionic armor—of course, not the high-energy kind.

Therefore, the real focus for both of them is on their spiritual cultivation and Ouna. Duanmu Fan's half body was frozen, while Mu Kange's hand turned pitch black.