Outside the Immortal Spirit Tower, Emperor Ziwei was just making his way toward the collapsed An Lin when the screen suddenly went black.
"Holy f * ck, why did the screen go black?!"
"Where's the manager of the restricted area? What's going on again?!"
"Ahhhh … And at the most critical moment too! Senior Bai Zhong, I hate you!"
All of a sudden, everyone was enraged.
Bai Zhong's chest constricted, and he almost threw up a mouthful of blood.
The entire space had gone black due to An Lin unleashing a spell technique! What the f * ck was wrong with him to be scolded for no reason?
He felt like the number of times his heart had been constricted today. If things continued like this, he was probably going to suffer a heart attack …
The screen lit up again, and an image appeared.
Everyone looked at the scene that appeared once again and unconsciously sucked in a breath of cold air.
An Lin had already stood up, and there was a sharp, inky-black energy sword in his hand. The sword was stained with crimson blood, and it was poised to thrust forward.
Emperor Ziwei retreated about a dozen meters away with an expression of shock on his face. The purple robe around his chest had been torn open, and blood had stained his robe red.
"This … Emperor Ziwei was injured?"
"An Lin injured Emperor Ziwei! My God! That's way too bad * ss! "
"He's going to shock the world with a single brilliant feat! After being abused for so long, he's finally retaliating! "
"I told you God An would be able to do it! Even Emperor Ziwei is no match for him!"
"Ahhhh! What happened when the screen went black just then? How did God An do it? "
"It's all Senior Bai Zhong's fault!"
"Exactly! He can't even do a live broadcast! I'll give him a bad review!"
Bai Zhong was high up in the sky, but he could still hear the enraged cries of the crowd down below.
Tears immediately streamed down his face as he realized that he had been implicated again …
On the ninety-ninth level of the Immortal Spirit Tower.
Emperor Ziwei nodded as he looked at the wound on his chest. "Who would have thought that you would really be able to injure me. Your decisiveness and timing were very good. What was the name of the mystic technique you used just then? "
An Lin had only unleashed his Origin Energy of the Netherworld in that instant, and he had already stopped unleashing his spell technique.
After attaining initial success in his body of the War God, he could already use the Origin Energy of the Netherworld for a short period of time without any side effects. However, it would expend a lot more energy.
"My move is called Super Saiyan Tier 2 Body Enhancement," An Lin said in all seriousness.
"Super Saiyan Level 2 Body Enhancement?" Emperor Ziwei stroked his chin and pondered for a moment before nodding in praise. "That's a very unique name, and the spell technique is quite good."
Liu Qianhuan had already woken up and was spectating the battle: "…"
"Since you've already injured me, let's end our battle here. You've won this battle. After all, you made me bleed first, "Emperor Ziwei said with a nod.
Naturally, he would not allow An Lin to defeat him completely. After all, such a thing was as difficult as ascending to the heavens. It was better to stop here, and then An Lin would have the opportunity to choose a legacy.
That's right, he admired An Lin very much, so he decided to give An Lin some benefits.
An Lin faltered upon hearing this. Never would he have thought that Emperor Ziwei would concede so easily!
Was he planning on letting him? How considerate!
He looked at his system to find that the mission hadn't been completed.
F * ck … Emperor Ziwei had conceded just like that? Was he trying to force him to run around naked?!
An Lin shook his head with battle intent surging. "Emperor Ziwei, I think we should continue fighting until one of us falls!"
Emperor Ziwei: "???"
Had he heard incorrectly? He had already conceded, but An Lin still wanted to continue?
An Lin spoke with a serious expression, "I don't need this kind of victory!"
Of course, he hadn't even crushed Emperor Ziwei into the ground yet, so how could this battle end?!
However, what he didn't think was that his words would create such a stir among the spectating students and teachers.
All of the spectating students and teachers were given a fright by Emperor Ziwei's sudden concession, but there were also some people who understood what Emperor Ziwei was implying.
However, what no one thought was that An Lin would reject this method of victory!
He didn't need this kind of victory. This sentence reverberated throughout the entire screen, infecting everyone.
"So … this is the legendary figure of our school? He really didn't bring shame to our United University of Cultivation! "A man clenched his fists with tears welling up in his eyes.
"This is a true powerful being. Only someone as powerful as him would have such a mentality, right?"
"What is a War God? This is a true War God! It's not that he will never be defeated, it's that he has a proud and unyielding will. He doesn't accept this kind of victory, nor is he afraid of defeat! "
"Even if God An loses this battle, he will still be my idol! I'm going to be his fan for the rest of my life!"
Xuanyuan Cheng turned to Tang Ximen in a slow voice. "Senior Student Tang, have you attained enlightenment?"
Tang Ximen's breathing accelerated as he spoke with excitement, "What is An Lin doing? If he admits that he's won, he'll be able to receive Emperor Ziwei's inheritance! Does he know what kind of opportunity he's just wasted? "
Xuanyuan Cheng: "…"
Sword Immortal Dong Yi smiled. "No wonder the two of you revere Classmate An Lin so much. To be honest, even I have to look up to him …"
Yao Mingxi and Yao Xiu's eyes lit up, and they couldn't even hear their teacher's words as they screamed at the screen.
An expression of approval also appeared on Bai Zhong's face. He had underestimated An Lin over and over again, and An Lin had shocked him over and over again.
Only now did he realize that it was no mere coincidence that An Lin had made it this far! Perhaps aside from Su Qianyun, An Lin was also one of the students he admired.
On the ninety-ninth level of the Immortal Spirit Tower.
Emperor Ziwei was also rooted to the spot upon hearing An Lin's words. This was a completely unexpected response.
He looked at An Lin with a serious expression, and after a long while, an irrepressible light burst forth from his eyes as he chortled with mirth. "Good! This is the true prodigy of our Celestial Court! Let's continue to battle to our heart's content! "
An Lin didn't reply. Instead, a golden robe suddenly appeared over his body as countless bolts of golden lightning exploded forth.
A paramount aura began to proliferate forth, as if a god were unleashing his divine might, striking fear into the hearts of all onlookers.
An Lin's body suddenly disappeared on the spot. Emperor Ziwei put two fingers together before swiping them through the air in front of him.
An extremely dazzling silver waterfall instantly slashed out, tearing the Void in front of it into two.
"Hmm?" Emperor Ziwei suddenly turned to look in the other direction, where An Lin's body appeared with a white lightning sword in his hand, which he abruptly slashed down toward him!
This was the Divine Lightning Sword that Liu Qianhuan had used during her tribulation transcendence, and it was imbued with peerless sword intent. The space around it screeched as it appeared, and the sword intent made the air around it shimmer with a boundless sharpness as it pulverized everything within its radius.
Lightning also flashed under Emperor Ziwei's feet as he retreated like a bolt of lightning.
Crackle …
A sharp clap of thunder erupted as Emperor Ziwei's robe was torn apart again, but he managed to evade An Lin's sneak attack in the nick of time. At the same time, he unleashed a punch.
This punch appeared to be quite mundane and mundane, but it was imbued with an extremely fearsome fist technique.
Boom! The terrifying power compressed the space around him into a flat sphere.
An Lin's entire body caved in from the force of the punch, and a tearing sensation swept through his entire body.
His body flew back for over a hundred meters before crashing into the wall of the Immortal Spirit Tower.
Countless spell techniques then hurtled toward him. There were scorching flames, razor-sharp blades of ice, and destructive voodoo poisons …
An Lin was pounded into the wall by Emperor Ziwei again …
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