I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

“An Lin, after you.”

“In this world, your sword intent will materialize into a physical presence. When you attack, remember to integrate your realizations of the sword!”

With a sword in his hand, Jiang Yanan spoke gracefully and elegantly.

If he struck first, then An Lin wouldn’t have a chance to strike. Thus, he asked An Lin to attack first. This way, it would also be easier for him to provide guidance.

An Lin nodded solemnly. After thinking for a moment, he decided to use the Six Strikes of the War God. This was one of his most powerful techniques, so he probably wouldn’t embarrass himself too much.

With this in mind, bursts of white wind started converging upon his sword.

Instantly, the surrounding air started to get blustery.

Behind him, the projection of a male suddenly appeared.

This male looked at the sky, gathering the winds and clouds of heaven and earth. Eventually, a sword materialized in the air, its tip pointing toward Jiang Yanan.

Initially, the disciples on the drill ground all took little notice of An Lin. Seeing his impressive display though, they couldn’t help but turn their attention toward him.

“Is this sword intent considered powerful or weak?”

“I don’t know, this is my first time spectating a battle of sword intents as well.”

“Looking at its appearance, it looks really powerful though.”

“Humph! It’s flashy but with no substance. God Jiang will shatter it with one strike!”

…

Different from the spectators who were unaware of the truth, Jiang Yanan’s eyes bulged, his face overwhelmed with shock.

He faced An Lin’s sword intent head-on, thus could clearly and directly sense his intent.

That overbearing pressure brought about by condensing the winds and clouds of heaven and earth into a single sword, that unyielding presence exuded by the grand and majestic projection… These all caused his entire body to tremble uncontrollably.

Jiang Yanan realized that the person standing opposite him was definitely a prodigy.

No… This person was the strongest enemy that he had ever faced!

“Sword, come!” Jiang Yanan extended his hand, and the air around him trembled. Immediately afterward, a pitch-black opening appeared in the air and a black mist converged onto his sword. This mist was chaotic as if it were going to swallow all matter. A brilliant black glow burst from the sword. It seemed as if it were going to suck in and engulf all matter.

“The name of this sword is Terminator. It can shatter the void and sever time!” Jiang Yanan gripped the black sword in his hand and assumed an attacking stance.

Seeing this, An Lin’s eyes bulged.

What the f*ck?! Didn’t you gesture for me to attack first? Why are you getting ready to attack now?!

Jiang Yanan wore a solemn expression on his face. His white hair billowed behind him, and his posture was magnificent. However, he felt very different from how he looked.

Bloody hell. If I let you attack first, then I’ll be done for!

Just like that, Jiang Yanan charged toward An Lin.

An Lin manipulated his intent, wishing to charge toward Jiang Yanan. To his surprise though, the projection behind him pounced first. Like a supreme light cutting through chaos, the glowing white of his sword became the only color left in his eyes!

Boom!

The battle of intents erupted within the crystal.

The disciples on the drill ground could only see streaks of black and white dancing about the crystal screen. Other than this, they couldn’t see anything else. These two streaks tore at each other like wild beasts.

At this moment, even the most stupid of people began to realize that An Lin’s sword intent was extraordinarily powerful.

A glimmer sparkled in Su Xin’s eyes. He had seen battles between sword intents before. However, this was the first time that he had witnessed such scenes. He couldn’t help but exclaim, “As expected, An Lin is supremely talented.”

Su Qianyun didn’t speak. However, her pretty eyes stared intently at the scenes playing out on the crystal screen.

The black and white streaks slowly disappeared, and the figures of An Lin and Jiang Yanan once again reappeared on the screen.

Both of them were disheveled and covered in wounds.

“Heavens! God Jiang got wounded?!”

“That’s beside the point. The critical point is that An Lin was actually able to push God Jiang to such extreme extents!”

“Is this the emergence of a new sword prodigy?”

As if they had seen something inconceivable, many disciples were stunned as they looked at the figure on the crystal screen. They had initially thought that Jiang Yanan would be able to easily crush An Lin. By the looks of it now, that was evidently not the case.

However, no one was more shocked than the currently battling Jiang Yanan.

He never would’ve expected that his casual pick—one intended to act as a counterexample no less—would actually possess such terrifying sword intent.

No, I can’t let this battle continue…

Jiang Yanan raised his proud head and a gust of wind once again swirled in the air, blowing up his smooth white hair.

He gazed upon An Lin gently. “You let me win ¹ !” he announced loudly.

“Hah?” An Lin was momentarily dazed. What’s he trying to say? We’re finished?

Seeing An Lin’s reaction, Jiang Yanan’s chest tightened in vexation.

“I believe that you realize this as well,” he continued to say unhurriedly. “Continuing to battle on like this is pointless.”

“You’ve already lost. After all, that was your most powerful sword intent, no? I have to admit though, you truly are strong. I acknowledge your strength!”

“However, I still have more powerful moves up my sleeve. So, let’s call it a day…”

Still have more powerful moves?

Hearing this, An Lin was once again dazed. Then, he said excitedly, “What a coincidence! I also have more powerful moves. Come, let’s continue!”

Jiang Yanan’s eyes bulged, and his breathing also became quick and labored.What…? Does he still have more powerful moves?!

Coincidence? F*ck your coincidence!

“An Lin, losing is nothing to be ashamed of. Admit it readily. Only by having the courage to face such losses head-on can you continue to better yourself. You’re the first person to push me to such extents. You lost with dignity and honor!” As before, Jiang Yanan still appeared graceful and elegant.

However, he roared with frustration in his mind. Bloody hell! I’ve already praised you so profusely. Do you understand the human tongue? Hurry up and admit defeat!

An Lin nodded sincerely. “Thank you for acknowledging me, Mr. Jiang Yanan. However, this is a rare opportunity and I still have one sword strike that I’d like to use. If I don’t launch this strike, I’ll be forever regretful!”

He had already realized something. That was, battling with one’s sword intent in this intent realm crystal could improve one’s proficiency in sword techniques. Moreover… it didn’t consume any vital energy!

In the real world, he was limited by his vital energy capacity, thus could not launch the last few strikes of the Six Strikes of the War God. However, he could launch them in here!

Not only could he use the Wind Sword, but he could also even use the last technique of the Six Strikes of the War God!

That being the case, why not grab this opportunity to experience it?

Jiang Yanan’s veins bulged. Glowering at An Lin, he felt as if a knot had formed in his chest.

“Six Strikes of the War God, sixth technique, Divine Sword!”

A divine glow dazzled in An Lin’s eyes. Instantly, a majestic power swept through heaven and earth and brought with it a divine might. A splendid golden light soon flooded through the surrounding space.

Boom!

A devastating force shattered the void and obliterated all matter.

Before the sword had even struck out, both An Lin and Jiang Yanan’s bodies had already been swept up by this might…

The crystal screen was filled with a golden glow. Everyone on the drill ground stared at this in shock and amazement.

Crack!

A sharp sound came from the crystal.

The intent realm crystal cracked open…

An Lin and Jiang Yanan’s minds returned to their bodies and they both collapsed to the floor, their bodies drenched in cold sweat.

Staring dazedly at the cracked crystal and the two returned figures, the royal disciples descended into a stunned silence.

“Second Brother, a battle of sword intents can cause the intent realm crystal to crack?” Su Qianyun asked in surprise. She gazed at An Lin with her beautiful eyes.

Su Xin grimaced. “Don’t ask me. I’ve never seen anything like this before…”

Seeing that An Lin had also regained his consciousness, Jiang Yanan’s mind relaxed. Now he could say that their battle ended in a draw.

He would still remain Jiang Yanan, the undefeated Sword God!

Then, he realized that the disciples were all staring dazedly toward the intent realm crystal. It was as if they had seen something unfathomable.

Filled with curiosity, he also turned his gaze toward the intent realm crystal. Then, his vision blackened and he almost fainted.

“M-My crystal…”

His flexing tool had cracked… It had been destroyed…

Jiang Yanan’s eyes bulged, and his lips quivered. Glistening teardrops formed in his eyes.

He started crying.