2685: C2685 True Colors(2)

C2685 True Colors(2)

Fake Old Yang stared at Captain Han for a long time. Then suddenly he laughed so coldly that Captain Han felt his hair stand on end.

"Even if you've fallen into a trap, what can you do about it? Right now, the ship has entered the strongest storm. Even a level 9 god wouldn't be able to get out of this place alive. I don't believe they could do it! So what if I fell into a trap? At most... we'll die together!"

" No, no, no, no, no one wants to perish together with you! "

Before the fake Old Yang could finish his words, Lee Zhaowen's voice sounded from behind him!

Fake Old Yang was so scared that he turned around and looked behind him. He saw Faang Cheng, Lee Zhaowen, and Yu Yien standing right at the entrance of the warehouse. They were not even five meters away from him, but he did not feel anything at all!

"You guys... When did you guys arrive?"

He asked in shock!

"Hm? Probably.... from the very beginning!"

Yu Yien answered softly!

"Impossible, impossible...You guys have been here all this time, how could I not feel anything! It's impossible..."

Fake Old Yang did not dare to believe Yu Yien's words. One must know that he was one of the few people who could perfectly hide his Spirit Power among the Level Nine Divine Spirits. Furthermore, he could also extremely keenly sense the changes in the Spirit Power around his body, and could sense if there were other people or monsters around him. But these three people... He really did not feel anything at all!

It's horrible!

"You mean to say that in this world, only you can hide your Spirit Power, and no one else can do it, right?"

Lee Zhaowen looked at the fake Old Yang helplessly and asked. His gaze was as if he was looking at a fool. "

"You guys ..."

The fake Old Yang was speechless.

"I can only say that we have long since confirmed that it's you! It's just that we didn't know who you were, so we had been secretly observing you. If we wanted to catch you, we would have done so long ago! However, what we didn't expect was that you actually planned to take us with you. You actually lured us to the storm area. You really are a good slave who only cares about one thing! "

Lee Zhaowen had never lost to anyone in terms of words.

"You... Hahaha, you guys can just talk nonsense here! After entering the storm area, there was a 90% chance that they would not be able to return! Even if you have the ability, can you protect yourself and everyone around you? Even if you can't be completely wiped out, it's still good to have a few people die! Especially that... Song Yuancheng, if he dies, do you still have a suitable candidate for the sector lord position? Hahaha..."

As the fake Old Yang finished his words, he started laughing maniacally. It was obvious that he wasn't in the best of spirits.

"Moreover, once we enter the storm zone, the hull will definitely be broken up. When that happens, all of you will fall into the water, and let's see how many days you can last in this storm!"

Fake Old Yang had already made a plan.

"What about you?"

Faang Cheng asked softly.

"Hmm? What?"

Fake Old Yang did not expect Faang Cheng and the others to be so calm after hearing his words. Thus, after hearing Faang Cheng's calm question, he could not help but be stunned for a moment.

"What about you? Are you going to die with us?"

Faang Cheng asked again.

"Death with me? Hahaha, how is that possible? Of course I am... running away first as a sign of respect!"

As soon as Old Yang finished his sentence, he rushed toward the pile of hemp rope bags that had been placed deep inside the warehouse. He reached out his hand as he rushed, and with a light rub of his two fingers, flames ignited on his fingers. Then, with lightning speed, he ignited the pile of hemp rope bags. The sack suddenly exploded. With a bang, the bottom of the ship was blown open with a big hole. The sea water suddenly rushed in. Just as the seawater extinguished the fire, the fake Old Yang actually flipped his body over and jumped into the big hole at the bottom of the ship, trying to escape!

Fortunately, at the moment of the explosion, Faang Cheng's spiritual power had already protected them and Captain Han, so they did not receive any good injuries. Just as the fake Old Yang turned around and wanted to escape the ship through the hole, Faang Cheng released his spiritual power and filled up the hole that had just been blown up. In an instant, the water stopped pouring in, and Fake Old Yang's leap became a heavy blow to the face!1

"Ah..."

Fake Old Yang felt as if he had hit a piece of transparent ice. He could clearly see the water surging in the bottom of the boat, but he couldn't get through the hole. It was as if there was a thick layer of transparent ice between them!

"How... How is this possible? How... how did you do it?"

Fake Old Yang sat beside the hole in a sorry state, covered in water. He raised his head and looked at Faang Cheng with an expression of disbelief, as if he was looking at a monster.

"To me... it is very simple! So... guess, can this so-called storm area trap us?"

Faang Cheng bent his body slightly and leaned forward, staring into Old Yang's eyes as he asked with a cold smile.

"You..."

Old Yang did not know what to say.

"Well, Fake Old Yang, we've been keeping an eye on you, and we've been keeping an eye on your every move. Do you think... that if we hadn't been so sure of ourselves, we'd have watched you drive your ship into the storm?"

Lee Zhaowen squatted on the ground and looked at Old Fake Yang with a smile!

"You guys... You guys ..."

Fake Old Yang was flustered and exasperated, he reached out his hand to sneak attack Lee Zhaowen who was the closest to him.

However, Lee Zhaowen was not in a hurry or slow, and took his attack head-on. Then, he suddenly flicked his finger, and an even sharper and stronger Spirit Power struck towards Old Yang's heart. The speed was so fast that he was unable to dodge in time, and could only gather all of the Spirit Power in his body to block the attack. However, his full strength defense did not help him block Lee Zhaowen's attack, and he was immediately hit by the attack, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. Immediately, his entire body was paralyzed, and it was difficult for him to defend anymore!

"Ah, I have only used thirty percent of my strength. How can a man like you get into the ranks of the gods? Could it be that you rely on your ability to conceal your Spirit Power, so you often hide your strength, and then sneak attack others to ascend to the ninth step? Brother, in my opinion, shouldn't the assessment of the Divine Spirit Stage be changed? This is too unworthy of its name!"

Every word that Lee Zhaowen said revealed his contempt and disdain, and he did not hide it at all!

"Mn, go back and talk to Yu Yang, let him do it!"

Faang Cheng nodded.

"You didn't kill him with thirty percent of your spirit power? Then he can be considered to have done it. Zhaowen, are you sure that you used thirty percent of your strength? Why do I feel that you miscalculated? I think you only used twenty percent of your strength at the most!"

Yu Yien also said!

"You guys ..."

Fake Old Yang was so angry at the three of them that he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood!

Chapter 45 - Fake Old Yang

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