I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

After being struck by the arrow and crashing down, the Demon King of Arrogance created a pit in the ground from his impact.

A dark energy gushed from his body and engulfed the flames enveloping him.

However, he was unable to heal the large wound on his chest which was bleeding black blood non-stop.

“Detestable! That b*tch actually dares to ambush me?!” The Demon King of Arrogance clutched his chest and glowered at Red Fox Celestial Maiden.

However, right at this moment, a figure appeared in the Demon King of Arrogance’s sight. An Lin had come!

Wielding a golden glazed sword, An Lin bolted over.

At this moment, he was a Sword Immortal!

“Eat my sword! Heaven Shaking Earth Shattering Slash!”

An Lin roared and his golden sword ferociously cut toward the Demon King.

Heaven Shaking Earth Shattering Slash?!

The Demon King was alarmed by this name and hurriedly dodged to the side.

Boom!

A ten feet long gully was ripped out by the sword.

That’s all? The Demon King of Arrogance blinked. Wasn’t that just a f*cking normal overhead strike?!

Seeing that his strike had missed, An Lin roared once again.

“Eat my sword! Void Shattering Slash!”

He angled his golden glazed sword and slashed toward the Demon King’s waist.

“To hell with your Void Shattering Slash!”

The Demon King of Arrogance roared, and he threw his bronze-colored fist toward the sword.

Boom!

This bronze-colored fist was far harder than steel.

As it collided with the sword, a blast of air erupted outwards.

An Lin was blasted back quite a distance, and he almost lost his footing.

“As expected, it was just an ordinary body slice.”

There was a dark expression on the Demon King’s face. The muscles on his arms bulged and a brown glow radiated from his fists.

“Come again!” An Lin yelled and once again sliced toward the Demon King.

One after another, impressive and fearsome names spewed out of his mouth. At the same time, deafening sounds could be heard as his sword continuously collided with the Demon King’s body.

The more the Demon King of Arrogance fought, the more furious he became. This cultivator merely had a rank of the Tenth Stage Dao Body, yet dared to fight against him. This was something that Arrogance could not tolerate!

If it was just that, then so be it. What really irked him was that the little piece of sh*t had such crappy swordsmanship.

That’s right, every move that little sh*t used was run-of-the-mill. It was absolutely disgusting!

If it wasn’t for his severe injuries, how could the Demon King of Arrogance be humiliated in such ways by a youth?

After blocking a few more strikes, he finally couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Hi-yah! Do you really think that I’m easy to bully?!” the Demon King of Arrogance howled.

Drawing on all his strength, the Demon King flung his fist toward An Lin.

Boom!

The shockwaves formed by this devastating punch cracked open the earth within a fifty feet radius of the Demon King. An Lin, who bore the brunt of the impact, was blasted backward, and his sword fell out of his hand.

An Lin collapsed to the floor and spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, he stood up and yelled, “How satisfying!”

Immediately afterward, he clenched his fists and once again rushed toward the Demon King of Arrogance!

The Demon King’s eyes bulged. He had drawn on every inkling of his strength to throw that punch just then!

If an ordinary cultivator of the Tenth Stage Dao Body was struck by that punch, they would definitely be blasted to death.

What about the cultivator in front of him? Apart from spitting out a mouthful of blood, he was still just as lively as before, and his aura hadn’t weakened a single bit! What kind of freak was he?!

What the Demon King didn’t know was that after having his body tempered by the Earth Lotus Supreme Skill, An Lin’s body was already stronger and sturdier than ordinary Spirit Nurturing Stage cultivators.

Moreover, he had also ingested the Ultimate Creation Pill—a second-rank immortal pill personally refined by Chang’e—not long ago, and his body was brimming with vitality.

With his sturdy body and overflowing vitality, the punch just then was barely a threat to him!

An Lin once again collided with the Demon King. This time he didn’t use his sword, instead throwing his fists and pounding it out with the Demon King of Arrogance.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As if bombs were exploding one after another, the collision of fists caused massive shockwaves to erupt outwards, creating deep craters in the ground.

An Lin and the Demon King streaked around as they battled with each other.

In the beginning, it was their fists that were colliding with each other. Afterward, though, every single fist collided with flesh!

This was a battle between men. You punch me in the chest, and I reply with a punch to your guts!

This was a contest to see who had greater strength and who had the better defense.

The result was… that the Demon King of Arrogance started repeatedly vomiting blood.

He was overwhelmed with shock. He couldn’t believe that An Lin’s hand-to-hand combat was so much more powerful than his swordsmanship!

Not only was his defense freakishly strong, but even his offensive skills were insanely powerful.

The Demon King of Arrogance was already injured before he started fighting An Lin. Now, after a series of exchanges, his wounds were wide open. It was clear that he was even more injured than before!

He knew that he couldn’t continue on like this. Otherwise, there was a very real possibility that he would be defeated by this cultivator who had a measly rank of the Tenth Stage Dao Body.

Demonic Dragon Mystical Fist!

A black dragon suddenly laced around the Demon King’s thick arms. With fearsome might, his fists became a blur as afterimages appeared all around An Lin’s body, giving him no chance of evading!

An Lin closed his eyes momentarily. When he opened them again, his eyes were snowy white.

Divine Inspection—Activate!

Flaw analysis…

An Lin swung his fist. It cut through the air and possessed the golden glow of the Mountain Quaking Fist.

The golden fist hurtled through layers upon layers of afterimages. Dashing through a weak point, it crashed into the Demon King of Arrogance’s waist!

Boom!

The fist possessed a terrifying amount of power, and it smashed the Demon King’s body into a ‘C’ shape.

“Ah!” The Demon King shrieked in pain and his body shot toward the distance like a cannonball.

Only after flattening a mound of earth did his body lose its momentum.

The Demon King of Arrogance was heaving up blood non-stop, his entire body trembling. There was a look of utter disbelief on his face. “How is this possible… My Demonic Dragon Mystical Fist was actually defeated by a cultivator of the Tenth Stage Dao Body?”

After a period of intense battle, An Lin was also beat.

“Sword, come!” he yelled.

The golden glazed sword flew back into his hand. Then, he started to slowly walk toward the Demon King.

“Why, thank you!” An Lin exclaimed.

Demon King of Arrogance: “???”

“It has been a long time since I’ve enjoyed such a hearty battle. It is you who has allowed me to better understand my own strength. So, I’ll let you die with dignity!”

The Demon King of Arrogance finally reached an understanding…

He understood why An Lin chose to use such crappy sword techniques against him at the start; he understood why An Lin chose to slug it out with him hand-to-hand afterward; he understood why he still lost unexpectedly after using his ultimate move.

As it turned out… he was a sparring partner since the very beginning…

“Pfff!” The Demon King of Arrogance was so enraged that he spit out another mouthful of blood.

He had never felt so humiliated before.

Being a formidable Demon King, he was actually reduced to just a sparring partner for a cultivator of the Tenth Stage Dao Body! He had been completely wrapped around that cultivator’s little finger…

Proud and arrogant as he was, how could the Demon King let such a thing happen to him!

“I’ll f*cking kill you!” the Demon King of Arrogance roared loudly.

Without any hesitation, he unleashed a move which drew upon his life force—Purple Lightning Demonic Spear!

A brilliant ball of purple lightning suddenly appeared before him, and it gradually condensed into a purple spear.

An Lin suddenly felt a great sense of danger envelop him.

This strike was very dangerous!

However, once he focused his attention on the devastating lightning spear, he felt a sudden sense of enlightenment.

“Go, skewer his body!” the Demon King roared.

This was going to be his last strike, and it carried all of his strength and hopes with it.

Faced with this strike, even a cultivator of the Spirit Nurturing Stage would be insta-killed!

Whoosh!

Possessing an unparalleled might, the purple lightning spear had rushed before An Lin in the blink of an eye!

An Lin simply extended a finger…

All of a sudden, the purple lightning spear stopped in front of An Lin, unable to move an inch further!

The Demon King’s eyes bulged, a look of disbelief etched on his face. How was this possible?!

An Lin smiled indifferently. He was fairly grateful toward the Demon King of Arrogance, thus didn’t wish for him to die in bewilderment. “This is my Lightning Manipulation Technique. It’s an immortal spell derived from the Thunder Essence Cultivation Method. Theoretically, I can manipulate all lightning…” he explained.

Hearing this, pain stabbed at the Demon King’s heart. He winced and his face was full of despair. After a long time, he finally managed to utter, “Y-you’re cheating…

“Can I not be your sparring partner…?”

An Lin shook his head and said solemnly, “You must finish off what you start!”

Saying this, he flicked his finger. Responding to his commands, the purple lightning spear obediently and nimbly wrapped around his sword.

Then, with his sword cackling with a brilliant purple lightning, he rushed toward the Demon King of Arrogance.

“Eat my sword! Purple Lightning Divine Blade!”

It was the same purple lightning, yet the feeling he got was completely different.

Looking at the Purple Lightning Divine Blade descending upon him, tears started to well up in the Demon King’s eyes.

Boom!

There was a massive explosion as the blade cut into the Demon King’s body. It was as if the thunders of the highest heavens were rumbling in fury.

The devastating lightning charred the Demon King’s body pitch-black!

With a confident and carefree demeanor, An Lin brandished his sword.

His back turned toward the Demon King, An Lin sighed, “This was such an evenly matched battle…”

“However, it was I, Sword Immortal An Lin, who emerged as the final victor.”