The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 1178: Chapter 1178: Pure Yang Spiritual Body, Single Body Spirit Body?

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the middle-aged man’s face could no longer maintain composure.

After all, he was a Hollow Void Practitioner, yet to be mocked and face-slapped by such a young man, how could he bear such humiliation?

”Brat, with your sharp tongue, try and take another hit,” the middle-aged man bellowed, striking out once more.

It was still the Sky-covering Giant Hand, but this time, the hand’s momentum was more than double than before, more solid, filled with an overwhelming oppressiveness.

This time, he was determined to give Carson Flores a harsh lesson.

Although he wasn’t planning to take Carson’s life, he at least needed to beat him until he collapsed and coughed up blood, to salvage his own dignity.

Faced with such a ferocious strike, Carson casually drew out the Three Provinces Sword and counterattacked with a reverse swing.

The Three Provinces Sword seemed to become an extension of his body, or perhaps a convergence point, with pulsing Sword Bone and crisscrossing Sword Qi, all gathering in the Three Provinces Sword, then transforming into a vast stream of Sword Qi that once again soared skyward.

Under the gaze of all, the Sword Qi collided with the Sky-covering Giant Hand.

”Boom!”

In the explosive noise of the Sword Qi colliding, the Sword Qi once again effortlessly tore a huge rift in the entire Sky-covering Giant Hand, and, with momentum still to spare, it shattered the barrier and flew off.

The Sky-covering Giant Hand was torn apart once more, exploding again, leaving nothing but frenzied Gang Qi winds that made the trees on the entire mountain rustle vigorously, a testament to the terrifying force.

The middle-aged man’s face turned several shades paler, and he grunted, obviously having taken a not insignificant hit as there was a strong connection between his mind and the attack.

Stunned, he stared at Carson, a look of solemnity in his eyes, along with a trace of fear.

As a high-ranking expert of the Purple Dawn Sect with the sect backing him, he naturally wouldn’t be afraid of anyone, but the horrifying strength of this young man shocked him. In his assessment, Carson should be at most of Divine Transformation Strength, definitely not at the level of the Hollow Void Realm!

Could it be that he, as a Hollow Void Practitioner, couldn’t suppress someone with only Divine Transformation Strength?

His face was thoroughly lost this time!

Last time he could claim he wasn’t ready, had acted carelessly, had not used his full strength, but now he had struck with all his might and still had his attack cleanly broken—there was no excuse left.

Colt Collins’ expression darkened as he narrowed his eyes, staring at Carson, now with a hint of faint killing intent.

This guy couldn’t possibly be a nobody!

To defeat a man by his side with Divine Transformation Strength indicated that he possessed the ability to fight across realms, a feat not anyone could achieve; typically, only those considered prodigies could accomplish such a thing!

He must have a powerful force backing him, otherwise he couldn’t possibly possess such strength and combat power at such a young age.

Colt Collins still wasn’t planning to ask about the other’s background, because once asked, it could actually become difficult for him to make a move.

Now that his sect’s reputation had been tarnished, no matter who the other party was, he must first salvage this prestige and then deal with the aftermath.

Even if Carson was a core disciple of the Nine Honored of the Barbarian Wilderness, Colt must first teach him a lesson.

Victory makes the king!

As long as he won, even if the opponent later revealed his background, and he couldn’t seize the Divine Thunder Soul Wood, he could just laugh it off, deflect the issue with a few words, and let bygones be bygones.

But now, with the prestige lost, it definitely wasn’t something that could be brushed aside with a few words, even if he was the one who started it; the prestige had to be regained.

”Attaining such strength at the Divine Transformation Realm is indeed not easy; no wonder you’re so arrogant, not giving any regard to the Nine Honored of the Barbarian Wilderness...”

Colt Collins first pegged Carson with a hat of arrogance and then spoke, ”If that’s the case, I, the Saint Heir of the Purple Dawn Sect, can’t help but seek some advice. Let’s see just how capable you are, daring to dismiss everyone in the world from your consideration!”

”Purple Dawn Sect!”

”Saint Heir Colt Collins, known to be immensely talented. Barely over a hundred years old, yet he’s already a Hollow Void Practitioner.”

”Not just that, I heard he possesses a Pure Yang Spiritual Body, with unfathomable strength!”

”Pure Yang Spiritual Body, heh, isn’t that the legendary body that should not partake in sexual activity?”

”Exactly, if unbroken, advancements are rapid, but once broken, strength dissipates swiftly. That’s why some also call his Pure Yang Spiritual Body as the Single Body Spirit Body.”

”If he personally makes a move, then these fellow disciples are in for trouble, why did they have to provoke the Purple Dawn Sect...”

”It wasn’t that they wanted to provoke; it was a conflict that arose from an auction of the Divine Thunder Soul Wood. Colt Collins was bidding high to suppress other bidders, but this young man burst in mid-auction, increasing the bid by five hundred thousand each time no matter what Colt Collins offered, ultimately winning the bid, damaging Colt Collins’ face and causing him great loss of prestige. This is him seeking revenge and trying to reclaim his face.”

”I see, hey, that’s completely unethical, they couldn’t win at the auction, so they privately sought trouble and tried to bully and forcibly seize through martial strength, that’s shameless.”

”Shush, keep it down, careful not to be heard, or you’ll be in trouble! Who asked them to have big fists? In the Cultivation Realm, it’s always the one with the biggest fist who gets the final say.”

Amidst the bustling discussion, Carson locked eyes with Colt Collins and slightly smiled, ”Want to take me down? Come at me then!”