Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

The space around was a picture of tranquility, the scorching sun pouring down from the sky, and the sounds of cicadas coupled with the hot and dry air inevitably brought about an irritable feeling in one’s heart. The rolling heat waves seemed to twist the space in the distance.

”Swoosh!”

Suddenly, there was a ripple in the air, and several cold glints appeared out of nowhere. The ghastly blades silently sliced through the air, blocking all of Lu Tianxing’s avenues of retreat. The sunlight seemed to be absorbed as it shone on the blades.

Lu Tianxing stood his ground, neither dodging nor evading, a sneer playing on his lips. As the blades were about to slash him, his body moved like a gliding fish, skimming past the edge of the katana to appear beside a ninja. His hand shot out like a venomous snake and struck the ninja’s chest hard.

”Pfft.”

The ninja’s body stiffened, and he flew backward, his eyes instantly losing their vitality. That palm had completely destroyed his heart.

With an unchanged expression, Lu Tianxing’s figure flickered ghost-like to the side of another ninja and slapped his palm directly onto the ninja’s head.

Splat!

The ninja didn’t even have the chance to scream before his head was brutally smashed into his chest cavity by Lu Tianxing.

In the blink of an eye, two out of the six ninjas were dead. A chilling and sinister killing intent filled the air, as though hell itself had descended, and despite the blazing flames, an intense chill was felt to the bone.

”Kill him, attack together, and kill him for me.”

Chen Sanjun watched Lu Tianxing with icy eyes, unable to comprehend how, even with the help of the Japanese, they still couldn’t kill Lu Tianxing. To him, the ninjas were like chicks compared to Lu Tianxing, utterly defenseless.

”It seems I’ll have to rely on myself after all.”

A fierce glint flashed in Chen Sanjun’s eyes as his figure seemed to fade into the darkness, disappearing without a trace.

”Kill!”

The remaining four ninjas exchanged glances, shouted coldly, and lunged at Lu Tianxing together. The katanas, under the sunlight, exuded an extremely chilling aura.

Blades zipped through the air like lightning, one after another, relentlessly.

The katanas in the hands of the four ninjas seemed to transform into a dome of cold light, restricting every movement of Lu Tianxing.

These four ninjas were clearly professionally trained, skilled in both attack and defense. They worked in tandem—one katana strike followed by another without pause, forcing their opponent to constantly dodge. Any slip-up would undoubtedly lead to certain death.

Lu Tianxing’s figure flickered incessantly, like a fish swimming through flashes of the blade, evading strike after strike.

”Swoosh!”

Just then, a vicious blade gleamed through the void, shooting towards Lu Tianxing’s chest like lightning.

”Nice move.”

A mocking smile curled at the corners of Lu Tianxing’s mouth as he moved swiftly, charging towards the short ninja.

The short ninja’s eyes flashed with disdain, believing the samurai of the Great Japan Empire to be invincible. In his view, Lu Tianxing’s action was utterly futile, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

With a flick of the wrist, the katana in his hand stabbed toward Lu Tianxing’s chest with even greater speed.

”Lu Tianxing, be careful, dodge quickly!”

Bai Zhiqing screamed out, desperately trying to warn Lu Tianxing.

”Chinese, die.”

The short ninja’s eyes blazed with ferocity, and his blade’s point made contact with Lu Tianxing’s chest.

”Ding!”

The tip of the knife sounded like it was stabbing steel, issuing a crisp noise, and couldn’t advance any further. At that moment, Lu Tianxing seemed like a piece of steel himself; knives couldn’t penetrate him, and streams of True Qi flowed around his body, completely blocking the blade.

”You bastard!”

The short ninja’s face changed dramatically as he quickly withdrew his knife to slash at Lu Tianxing’s neck.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Lu Tianxing wouldn’t give him another chance to strike. He stepped forward and rammed into the short ninja.

”Crack!”

The clear sound of breaking bones ensued as the short ninja’s eyes bulged, his body flung away as if hit by a truck, twitching a few times on the ground before becoming utterly still.

Everyone was stunned; they hadn’t expected Lu Tianxing to be so terrifying. Not even knives could harm him, and within the blink of an eye, he had killed three people.

”Damn it, kill!”

The remaining three ninjas, upon seeing their companions dead, formed a new formation without a moment’s hesitation and charged toward Lu Tianxing.

It was a fight to the death. Their mission today was to help Chen Sanjun kill Lu Tianxing and then capture Bai Zhiqing alive. They would not stop until their goal was achieved.

Watching the three ninjas approach him, Lu Tianxing’s mouth curled into a bloodthirsty smile. His gaze didn’t waver as he turned into a shadowy afterimage, instantly appearing beside one ninja and throwing a punch,

”Bang!”

The punch landed squarely on the ninja’s chest, undoubtedly. The ninja immediately let out a spray of blood as he was launched backward, his chest caving in, dead from that single punch.

”Ninjas, mere half-baked imitators of Chinese martial arts, you dare to strut around in China with your trash skills. Today, I will send you on your way. Remember, the one who killed you is called Lu Tianxing.”

Lu Tianxing’s voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Purgatory, sending chills down one’s spine.

Lu Tianxing turned into an Asura, wielding a scythe and reaping lives, his cold and ruthless eyes devoid of any emotion, treating human life as mere grass.

The remaining two ninjas stood no chance in Lu Tianxing’s hands; their hearts were burst and they fell to the ground, convulsing for a few moments before life left them.

Killing six ninjas was effortless.

Just as Lu Tianxing was about to look for Chen Sanjun’s whereabouts, suddenly, a sense of danger enveloped him, making the hairs on his body stand on end and his muscles tense as if a carnivorous beast in a forest had suddenly set sights on him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Tianxing retreated explosively.

”Whoosh!”

As Lu Tianxing moved, a dark dagger appeared out of nowhere, stabbing toward his neck. The ebony blade seemed to absorb and swallow light, silent but with a deadly intent.

The sharp dagger grazed past Lu Tianxing’s neck, close enough for him to feel its chilling presence.

With the assassination attempt failed, Chen Sanjun’s figure vanished without a trace as if evaporated into thin air.

”Such exquisite assassination techniques—not even a whiff of your presence was revealed. If I am not mistaken, you have cultivated the secret assassination manual of the Shadow Assassin once feared in the Underworld, haven’t you?” Lu Tianxing stood in place, speaking coldly towards the void.

The Shadow Assassin was once a renowned killer in the Underworld, known for their peculiar and terrifying Cultivation Technique. Even using Spiritual Sense to detect one’s surrounding wouldn’t reveal any trace of them. Even a Heaven-level Martial Artist could die at the hands of an Earth-level Martial Artist if caught off guard.

Back in the day, the Shadow Assassin made a name for themselves and consequently became the target of widespread resentment. After all, no one liked to die silently without a trace. Over a dozen Heaven-level Martial Artists once banded together to hunt the Shadow Assassin. Even then, they suffered heavy casualties. It was only through widespread attacks that they managed to flush out the Shadow Assassin and finally kill him.

With the Shadow Assassin’s death, the secret assassination manual was lost. Lu Tianxing had not expected Chen Sanjun to have cultivated this extremely tricky and secret assassination manual.