I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Ao Xianyu was greatly enraged by An Lin’s taunt, and he threw up another mouthful of blood.

“What connections do you have with the Heavenly Turtle Tribe? How have you mastered the Heavenly Turtle Tribe’s top-tier defensive spell technique?” He gripped his spear with a tense expression on his face.

As for why he was so adamant that An Lin’s spell technique was a Heavenly Turtle Tribe spell technique, it was really difficult to not be able to identify it with that dazzling turtle shell around his body!

Thinking back to when he was last in the Ancient Tai Chu Realm, he had once faced off against a Heavenly Turtle Tribe Return to Void Stage mighty figure who had also mastered this insane defensive spell technique.

The defensive spell technique An Lin had unleashed now was clearly much more advanced than the one that mighty figure had unleashed!

“I have nothing to do with the Heavenly Turtle Tribe. I invented this War God armor technique myself!” An Lin replied with a gallant expression.

The veins on Ao Xianyu’s forehead bulged. “What a load of bullsh*t! You’re referring to a turtle shell as a War God armor… Don’t insult the title of War God!”

An Lin was also enraged. “What? Are you looking down on turtle shells?”

The two enraged opponents clashed together again.

Boom boom boom…

Energy explosions erupted within the seawater, as if they were threatening to flip the entire ocean on its head.

Ao Xianyu did not try to use his suicidal battle tactic again. Instead, he unleashed a series of agile spear techniques and evaded An Lin’s attacks as he struck An Lin’s turtle shell over and over again.

In just a short few minutes, An Lin had been struck a few times, and his green turtle shell was cracking open a little bit. At the same time, Ao Xianyu had copped another punch, and he felt like all of his internal organs had almost been shattered.

“My son! Come back with me to the Dragon Court!” Ao Meng could see that Ao Xianyu was going to lose if the battle continued in this manner.

The battle progressed in a predictable pattern where Ao Xianyu launched relentless attacks against An Lin’s turtle shell, with An Lin’s health bar going down by -100, -100, -100, upon which Ao Xianyu would cop a punch, and his health bar would go down by -1000…

Ao Xianyu was going to f*cking die if things continued like this!

Xiao Ze and the others were initially planning to lend An Lin their assistance, but they didn’t even need to!

The general of the Divine Guardian Squad, Lu Zhenhai, was unable to accept the scenes unfolding before his eyes. “Impossible! The seventh prince is our Dragon Court’s War God! How could he lose?”

His body trembled as he let loose an impassioned roar, “Seventh Prince, you have to show him your full power now! Kill all of these people and avenge the second prince!”

“Avenge my f*cking *ss!” Ao Meng aimed a vicious slap at Lu Zhenhai.

The Dragon King’s palm was imbued with a terrifying power, and Lu Zhenhai crashed to the seabed after letting loose an anguished wail.

Ao Meng was infuriated. He had been persuading Ao Xianyu to retreat this entire time, but this general of the Divine Guardian Squad was trying to thwart his efforts!

Upon hearing Lu Zhenhai’s impassioned cry, a ferocious expression appeared on Ao Xianyu’s face, and his body expanded explosively. Dragon scales began to surface on his skin, and his aura soared to a higher level.

“Corkscrew Dragon Slaying Spear!”

The Dragon Court War God’s muscular arms bulged as the Thousand Change Dragon Slaying Spear in his hands twisted into a corkscrew shape. A silvery-white dragon claw appeared at the tip of the spear while an extremely mighty white dragon projection appeared behind his body.

This was his signature technique, the very same technique that he had unleashed to kill the Poison Monster Emperor of the East Sea, which was a monster at the pinnacle of the Return to Void Intermediate Stage, with one strike!

“Go!”

The Thousand Change Dragon Slaying Spear was like a rotating drill that was powerful enough to puncture everything as it hurtled toward An Lin’s turtle shell with the power to twist and pulverize space itself!

An Lin activated his latent potential to the very maximum in order to defend himself against Ao Xianyu’s attack.

This spear strike was extremely fast, and the corkscrew element comprised of not just the spear itself, but also the space around the spear, which also began to rotate like a corkscrew!

The twisting corkscrew was like a bottomless vortex tearing at An Lin’s body!

He couldn’t evade this attack!

An Lin immediately fortified his Evading Turtle defenses before launching a merciless punch toward Ao Xianyu’s head at the same time!

The Corkscrew Dragon Slaying Spear struck the turtle shell.

An Lin’s fist also began to land on Ao Xianyu’s face.

“Break through!”

A crazed expression appeared on Ao Xianyu’s face as he resorted to the near-suicidal tactic he had first employed.

Crack… Boom!

The spear broke through Tian Chenji’s signature spell technique.

The sharp corkscrew spear struck An Lin’s body of the War God!

Ao Xianyu’s face had already been flattened by An Lin’s fist!

The Thousand Change Dragon Slaying Spear had also stabbed into An Lin’s chest, and a sharp screeching sound erupted as the divine body was torn apart, following which the terrifying corkscrew power went on to ravage An Lin’s body.

Ao Xianyu was trying to annihilate all of An Lin’s bones and meridians at once!

Unfortunately, he no longer had the chance to do so.

An Lin’s fist was like an unstoppable force of nature, and Ao Xianyu felt as if his skull was going to explode from the terrifying impact of fist on his head.

Bam!

An earth-shattering boom erupted.

Ao Xianyu’s head was bashed flat, and his eyes had rolled over into the back of his head as he hurtled through the seawater with blood and broken teeth gushing from his mouth!

The Dragon Court War God was knocked flying by An Lin for several dozen kilometers right before the astonished eyes of Ao Meng and Lu Zhenhai, as well as Xiao Ze and the others!

An Lin stood resolutely on the spot. His shattered turtle shell gradually disappeared, but the flames around his body still burned, lighting up the inky depths of the ocean like a scintillating sun.

He clasped a hand over the ghastly wound on his chest, but his expression was just as tranquil and cold as ever.

At that moment, he was like an invincible War God.

“Dragon Court War God? Pathetic!”

He scoffed in a cold voice, to which no one dared to offer a retort.

The general of the Divine Guardian Squad opened his mouth, but he suddenly found that he didn’t have anything to say.

A faint smile appeared on An Lin’s face as he pulled out a fifth-grade immortal fruit from his storage ring before quickly devouring it. This immortal fruit was known as the Sixfold Green Vital Fruit and had extremely potent healing effects.

His injuries were actually more severe than they looked.

“Xianyu!” Ao Meng let loose a heart-wrenching cry as he hurtled toward Ao Xianyu.

An Lin immediately issued a command to Xiao Ze and the others, “Grab Ao Xianyu and take him to me!”

Xu Xiaolan, Bryce, and Xiao Ze immediately sprang into action to hold off Lu Zhenhai.

Tina had mastered spatial skipping and was even faster than Ao Meng over short distances. A white light flashed, and she instantly appeared beside Ao Xianyu. Another white light flashed, and Ao Xianyu appeared before An Lin.

An Lin grabbed Ao Xianyu and laid his Evil-Slaying Sword on his neck at the same time.

Ao Xianyu’s face was in an extremely hideous state. Furthermore, his eyes were glazed over, and he was muttering a string of unintelligible gibberish, having clearly been punched silly.

“Howl! An Lin, what are you doing with my son?” Ao Meng’s eyes turned crimson with rage.

Ao Shuyu’s death wasn’t really all that significant.

But Ao Xianyu was a Return to Void Final Stage mighty figure and also one of the core pillars of the entire Dragon Court! Killing him would be like destroying the foundation of the Dragon Court of the Eastern Seas! This was not something Ao Meng could tolerate.

“You might not believe me, but I really don’t want to do anything to your son.” An Lin heaved a faint sigh.

“Then what do you want?” Ao Meng calmed his rage as he stared intently at An Lin.

“I’ve already told you… The Four Nine Immortal Sect is currently experiencing some financial difficulties. I just want to borrow some money from you and return it later on…” An Lin said with a resigned expression. “However, your son has just tried to kill me, so I’ve changed my mind. This is now a robbery!”

Xiao Ze and the others drew a collective sharp intake of breath.

As did Ao Meng and Lu Zhenhai.

What the f*ck…

Weren’t those two the exact same concept?!