Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Fenghuo Spear Technique, Gale, Flames, Forest, every move embodies its essence, each strike terrifying to the extreme.

As swift as a thunderclap, it carries the momentum of extermination while crushing that mountain of blades with a resounding crash, splintering it into pieces, leaving behind clear blade marks where blade energy scattered.

Some of the shattered blade energy is directly absorbed by the Creation God Tripod, transforming into pure True Qi, replenishing the consumption.

Lu Tianxing grows braver with each fight, his long spear becoming increasingly elusive and unpredictable. The Creation God Tripod similarly shines with brilliance, devouring the blade energy and refining it into his own True Qi, maintaining his peak state at all times.

”Screech!”

After shattering a mountain of blades once more, Lu Tianxing steps forward, his figure like lightning, thrusting the spear directly at Ashida Ikeda’s brow.

Ashida Ikeda’s face changes dramatically, shouting, ”Third Young Master of Lu Family, you seek death.”

The katana in his hand swings more urgently, slicing hundreds of times in an instant: ”Draw blade to cut water, one strike two severances.”

Suddenly, another strike descends, a brilliant light appearing out of nowhere like a stream of meteors, piercing the sky, clashing viciously with Lu Tianxing’s spear.

”Clang!”

The two separate, Ashida Ikeda retreats repeatedly, each step leaving a clear footprint on the ground, even on a stone, it is turned into a visible footprint as if stepping on tofu.

Meanwhile, Lu Tianxing tumbles a few times in the air, stabilizing his stance, while the Creation God Tripod overhead emits a misty aura, surrounding his body, continuously dissolving the surging force impacting him.

Looking at the Creation God Tripod above Lu Tianxing, even for an experienced late-stage Mythical expert, Ashida Ikeda’s face involuntarily changes several times.

Even though he’s heavily injured now, unable to match his peak strength, at least he can exert seventy percent of his power. An ordinary middle-stage Mythical expert would’ve been long slain by him, and even someone like Kawakami Renichi, who entered the late stage of Mythical, would die at his hands. Yet he cannot deal with Lu Tianxing now, especially the Creation God Tripod above Lu Tianxing. Condensed from True Qi, it feels as heavy and indestructible as a mountain, able to refine others’ Qi to nourish itself, bizarrely uncanny.

”What cultivation technique does this Third Young Master of Lu Family practice, so peculiar? Looks like I can’t drag this on, or I might truly end up dead at his hands.”

Ashida Ikeda’s mind is turning, countless insidious thoughts fleetingly pass, contemplating how to kill Lu Tianxing on the spot, otherwise he might truly die at Lu Tianxing’s hand.

This duel between Lu Tianxing and Ashida Ikeda is indeed a life and death battle.

Everyone knows clearly in their hearts that they must kill the other, or they’re destined to die themselves.

”Blade emits thunder, all methods return to one.”

While weapons clash with Lu Tianxing’s long spear, Ashida Ikeda reveals a murderous aura, his True Qi surging like a tide. The katana in his hand exudes an incomparable sharpness, making it feel like a real killing weapon rather than a snow-condensed blade.

Amidst the swirling blade energy, countless bolts of lightning flicker within, roaring thunderously, pulverizing the air, striking the ground to create gaping holes, dirt and stone flying, scenes of shocking terror.

Ashida Ikeda, a late-stage Mythical expert, has remarkably refined True Qi reaching a harmonious balance of hardness and softness. The blade technique unleashes like heavenly thunder sweeping away all evils. In their collision, the fight becomes a matter of life or death.

With ’Draw blade to cut water,’ Ashida Ikeda’s face fills with unconcealable killing intent—every strike a guaranteed lethal move, not giving Lu Tianxing any chance to breathe. Blade energy rampant, True Qi rolls like tides, alternating between thunder and blade cuts, sending waves of diverse blade energy towards Lu Tianxing to cut him down where he stands.

”Third Young Master of Lu Family, stop resisting futilely, your fate is only death.”

While unleashing blade energy, Ashida Ikeda truly begins to exert himself: ”You could never fathom the terror of Godslayer One Strike. Once executed, through thousands of blades, merged into one, my blade has taken shape now, you’re merely a bird trapped in my net, cease your futile resistance, your fate today is only death.”

”Only death? Ashida Ikeda, whether you possess such strength remains to be seen.”

Lu Tianxing’s expression does not change, nor does any emotion fluctuate. When experts face off, life and death hang in the balance. Ashida Ikeda’s unceasing taunts merely aim to destabilize his mind. Once his mind wavers, flaws in technique emerge. Before Godslayer One Strike materializes, he might already fall to Ashida Ikeda.

Facing Ashida Ikeda’s relentless attacks like a torrential storm, Lu Tianxing remains undistracted, his spear repeatedly thrusting with no big fluctuations, yet each thrust instills fear and an unavoidable sense, his True Qi within rolling like tides, intermittently devouring and refining surrounding blade energy to nourish himself.

”Clang!”

The spear collides once more with blade energy, Lu Tianxing’s True Qi circulating faster, resembling roaring rivers within, coursing through his body, transforming his Qi in various ways, revolutionary changes. While not enough to boost him to the late stage of Mythical, it certainly makes his True Qi increasingly resilient.

Such is the fearsome Creation Source Technique, stronger against strength, breaking through oneself in battle. Years ago, Nie Kuangren rose from a mere Yellow-level Martial Artist to a world-renowned expert, inciting ambushes by global masters—imagine the fearsome power of the Creation Source Technique.

”Annihilate.”

Ashida Ikeda strikes once more, face gravely serious, feeling that Lu Tianxing is not only dueling life or death with him but turning him into a whetstone for honing his True Qi. Every attack seemingly unable to harm Lu Tianxing.