The Strongest War God

Chapter 887: Passing Fake as Real, Shocking Talent!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

It was the crimson dragon!

This was the combat technique cultivated by a Martial Emperor.

Back then, the Martial Emperor had passed all of it to Braydon Neal, but Braydon had rejected them when he was young and frivolous. This had nearly angered the Martial Emperor.

He had practiced the Nine-Dragon Combat Technique for his entire life, but in the end, his proudest student looked down on it.

Of course, he was angry.

However, Martial Emperor Yanagi knew that the Nine-Dragon Combat Technique was not as powerful as the strongest technique of Mount Kylo, the Great Void of Kylo Art.

After all, Braydon was a ruthless person. He didn’t even care about the Qilin Art that the previous Qilin Lords had passed down.

The Great Void of Kylo Art was indeed terrifying!

When Braydon reached the third level of internal cultivation, his body would undergo a cleansing process every night. He could even condense purple Qi to help him cultivate.

This terrifying cultivation method was something that only a genius like him could cultivate.

Without talent, it would be difficult to achieve anything even if one cultivated.

For the rest of his life, he could only wander between the first and second levels, unable to advance to higher levels.

Therefore, Mount Kylo sealed the Great Void of Kylo Art to prevent people with insufficient talent from harming themselves after cultivating it.

Although Braydon did not like the Nine-Dragon Combat Technique, he had also pondered over it for a few days back then.

Now, he had completely unleashed it!

In the Lenver Pond, there were nine red dragons, each one one meter long. Their bodies were red like blood diamonds. Their scales were clearly visible, and their whiskers were vivid. Their bodies seemed to have a sense of spirituality.

They were like living things!

It could be seen that Braydon’s attainments in transforming vitality were truly astonishing.

Only when one’s own strength had reached a fine control could one condense such a thing with one’s vitality!

Almost all the high-level pinnacles knew about it.

It was easy to turn one’s vitality into wings, and it was even easier to turn one’s vitality into a sword!

However, only a conferred pinnacle could turn his blood into a living thing.

Braydon had entered the pinnacle realm, and his vitality had transformed into a hundred swords. Now, his vitality had transformed into a dragon as if it was alive.

From this, it could be seen how strong Braydon’s talent was!

Braydon’s Spirit Awakening Ceremony had reached this stage, and his talent had definitely increased again.

Who knew how much this monstrous talent had improved.

However, he was certain that once the Spirit Awakening Ceremony was completed.

His talent was bound to reach the ceiling of all the martial arts geniuses in the martial arts world!

What was the ceiling of martial arts talent?

Perhaps Braydon was the ceiling.

He was the limit.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Braydon used the Nine-Dragon Combat Technique. The nine little dragons that he had transformed swam around the entire Lenver Pond. They chased each other as if they were playing around. While they were playing, they opened their mouths and absorbed the energy in the Lenver Pond.

One of the little red true dragons was quite mischievous. It jumped out of the water and actually soared into the air, floating in front of Sheridan Jansky and the others.

Dallas Jansky and the others looked at each other. They had never seen such a high-level vitality manifestation.

Even eminent pinnacles like them would not be able to condense their vitality and make it so lifelike.

Ninety-nine percent of pinnacle martial artists could only achieve the shape of a body, like a dead object that they could control to attack the enemy.

It was really difficult to achieve a manifestation that was so lifelike!

Not to mention that the vitality manifestation that Braydon had condensed was actually endowed with spirituality.

Things with spirituality, even if they were formed from vitality, could be passed off as real. It was very easy for martial artists who did not know to be fooled into thinking that it was real!

Brixton Jansky of Caddison and the others immediately felt ashamed.

Then, a scene that infuriated Sheridan happened.

The little red dragon floated in front of him. It blinked its eyes and opened its mouth to spit out a water pillar.

Sheridan’s face was filled with anger as he said, “Bastard!”

The little red dragon shook its little tail and turned around to run away. It was quite intelligent.

Harford Jansky was shocked and sighed, ‘I l don’t know if I can reach this stage ever in this life!”

“Stop dreaming in broad daylight!”

“Look at the six-petal Fiery Lotus Mark on the back of your hand,” Chandler Jansky said disdainfully. “Where did you get the nerve to stand shoulder to shoulder with the strongest prodigy of the Jansky family?”

Harford’s face darkened, and he sighed. He knew that he couldn’t compare at all.

Talent was destined.

That was something that could not be envied.

Sometimes, comparing with others was really infuriating.

The little red dragon that had spat water all over Sheridan’s face was obviously much too mischievous. It kept rolling in the air above Lenver Pond as if it was playing around and went to the northeast corner.

In the northeast corner of Lenver Pond, a little fool was leading a donkey. He was lying by the pond and secretly drinking the water!

Other than Luke Yates, there was no one else who would do such a thing!

Luke had drunk a lot of water, and his stomach was as round as a ball.

Not only was he greedy, but he also saw Skylar Neal and Braydon soak in the pond and immediately becstronger.

It was a good thing to increase one’s strength without cultivating.

The little fool liked it the most!

He was the best at fooling around!

Back in the northern territory, Luke would be the first to sign up for a trip.

At this moment, the little fool’s stomach was bloated from drinking. He lay on the ground with his stomach facing the sky, and his eyes were lifeless. He kept burping.

The donkey was also a good-for-nothing. It drank a lot of water from the pond.

The donkey was secretly drinking from the pond when it saw the little fool do it.

There would definitely be benefits!

The donkey was also drinking vigorously. It was a donkey, and it had drunk at least 30 to 50 liters of water.

It almost stuffed him to death!

The little red dragon went up to the donkey and circled around it.

The donkey had a bad temper to begin with. It was bullied by the little fool all day long. When it saw that the red dragon was not afraid at all, it went up and kicked it.

Bang!

The little red dragon nimbly dodged and bit the donkey’s butt.

The donkey was enraged!

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The little red dragon could bite anything. It could even bite the donkey’s balls, but it could not bite the donkey’s butt.

Because that was the donkey’s scar!

This scar was given to him by the little fool. It was the little donkey’s lifetpain.

The little red dragon actually dared to bite his butt.

The donkey immediately rushed forward with a loud cry. It leaped seven to eight meters high and bit the little red dragon.

The little red dragon was extremely nimble and kept teasing the donkey.

This scene made everyone speechless.

The donkey was obviously not an ordinary creature. It could leap seven meters with astonishing strength.

Braydon, who was at the bottom of the Lenver Pond, said in a low voice, “Stop playing. Return!”

The little red dragon, who was playing with the donkey, turned around and leaped into the sky. It opened its mouth and sucked in the blood mist that filled the entire Lenver Pond like a whirlwind.

The little red dragon burped and returned to the Lenver Pond. The nine little red dragons worked together and in just a short moment, the bloodline power that filled the Lenver Pond was completely absorbed.

The water of the Lenver Pond had returned to its clear color..