Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Chapter 1942 - 1915: Metamorphosis

"Nelson, I’ll send you on your way right now."

Lu Tianxing didn’t give Nelson any chance to speak. He stepped forward, his whole body turning into a streak of lightning as he charged straight at Nelson. True Qi surged in his hands like a tidal wave, the Iron Blood Battle Halberd appeared in his grip, carrying a thick iron-blooded killing intent as it swept down to shroud Nelson.

Feeling Lu Tianxing’s attack, Nelson’s expression changed slightly. He sensed that Lu Tianxing’s strength seemed to undergo some subtle transformation at this very moment. On that Iron Blood Battle Halberd he felt pure killing intent. As the halberd came crashing down, it was as if it pierced through the void, giving him an intense sense of oppression.

"Bang!"

As the halberd came down, Nelson struck out directly as well. He raised his hand and punched, his fist churning the air, shooting at Lu Tianxing like a sharp arrow, slamming heavily into the Iron Blood Battle Halberd.

Instantly, the massive force really drove Lu Tianxing back again and again. The Iron Blood Battle Halberd in his hand shattered in an instant, and that enormous power blasted into Lu Tianxing’s body, as if in that moment it was going to completely crush him, grinding him into meat paste.

"Creation Unmatched!"

Lu Tianxing roared inwardly in fury, the Creation Source Technique roaming within his body, continuously dissolving this surge of power.

Under such immense pressure, Lu Tianxing’s True Qi, which had already been at the edge of a breakthrough, boiled up once again, rumbling inside him. True Qi kept colliding with itself, the impact growing fiercer and fiercer, like rolling spring thunder exploding. A boundless, unmatched power surged through his body, flowing through his limbs and bones.

Feeling the surging, torrential power within, Lu Tianxing suddenly stepped forward. His body actually shot into the air like a great bird. The six killing moves of the Unbeatable Emperor Fist were unleashed at the first instant, every move vicious and ruthless, going straight for the kill, crushing toward Nelson all the way.

"Judge, it’s useless. In my eyes all of this is in vain. You can’t beat me."

Nelson let out a thunderous roar, his fists blasting out continuously, punch after punch. The terrifying power churned the air and then condensed without dispersing, actually forming an iron-like wall of air in front of Nelson, layer after layer, combining hardness and softness. The Unbeatable Emperor Fist pressed down with surging True Qi like a tide, breaking through over a dozen layers of the air wall and still pushing in, but that air wall kept writhing nonstop, shifting between hard and soft—at times as hard as steel, at times as soft as water. Layers of force transformed, and in the end completely dissolved all the True Qi carried by the Unbeatable Emperor Fist.

"Judge, watch me crush you!"

After shattering Lu Tianxing’s Unbeatable Emperor Fist, Nelson drew back his right hand at the first instant, then blasted out another punch. Immediately, the ground was lifted, countless chunks of concrete colliding with the air and pelting toward Lu Tianxing like raindrops, the momentum astonishing.

Lu Tianxing’s expression didn’t change in the slightest. He let out a long howl, and his True Qi exploded abruptly. Before the countless concrete fragments could even get close to him, they seemed to slam against an invisible wall, crackling loudly as they were shaken to dust, turning to powder that drifted in all directions with the wind.

"Swish!"

Dust billowed all around, yet Lu Tianxing didn’t pause at all. He shot straight through the dust, fearlessly pouncing toward Nelson. His hands split apart, all kinds of ultimate techniques unfolding from him. His iron fists howled like the wind, his body towering and imposing, carrying the power to shoulder mountains, forcing Nelson to clash head-on with him every single time.

Shiva watched the clash between Lu Tianxing and Nelson, a flicker of shock flashing through his eyes.

As the saying goes, the onlooker sees clearly what the person in the game does not. As an onlooker, watching Nelson and Lu Tianxing exchange blows, even though Nelson was able to easily neutralize all of Lu Tianxing’s techniques each time, even forcing Lu Tianxing to retreat in order to dodge his attacks, during these repeated clashes Shiva could feel that Lu Tianxing’s strength was undergoing an earth-shaking transformation, the quality of his True Qi constantly metamorphosing.

Thinking back to some of the rumors about Lu Tianxing, Shiva’s expression grew even more grave. He wanted to speak up and remind Nelson not to get entangled with Lu Tianxing, but the moment he felt the gaze of the man in black sweep over, all the words seemed to choke in his throat. He couldn’t utter a single word.

In fact, it was just as Shiva had guessed. Lu Tianxing intended to use Nelson to constantly temper himself, to make his True Qi purer and tougher, laying the firmest foundation for stepping into the Late Stage of Mythical. Once he entered the Late Stage of Mythical, he would truly reach the state of "where I stand, there is no rival."

As the fight with Nelson went on, under the high-intensity pressure Nelson brought, Lu Tianxing felt his True Qi circulating faster and faster, constantly colliding and intertwining, fusing again and again. The quality of that True Qi was also undergoing an earth-shaking transformation.

In this moment, Lu Tianxing felt that his limbs and bones were filled with power, inexhaustible, flowing through his meridians. At the slightest movement, it was as if a god awakened within him, shaking heaven and earth, at least thirty percent stronger than the quality of his former True Qi.

In fact, if Lu Tianxing closed his eyes and looked inward right now, he would see that the True Qi in his Dantian had grown viscous to an unprecedented degree, even giving the sense that if it condensed any further, it would solidify into substance.

From his limbs and bones, a surging True Qi rose, allowing him to handle Nelson with even greater ease. Each attack of his could throw Nelson into a fluster.

At this moment, although Lu Tianxing had not yet broken through to the Late Stage of Mythical, he was already enough to pose a fatal threat to those in the Late Stage of Mythical.

Nelson also felt Lu Tianxing’s transformation at this time, but he had no way to deal with it. Although he was a Superpower User of the Strength and Berserk systems, with terrifying might, he had one fatal weakness—his movement speed wasn’t fast. And Lu Tianxing had seized precisely on this weakness, harassing him nonstop, occasionally launching a strike and then retreating upon contact, never engaging him head-on at all, slippery like a mudfish, impossible to catch.

"Judge, this is the end. Your life ends here. I want you dead."

After clashing with Lu Tianxing once again and having another bloody mark carved into his body by Lu Tianxing, Nelson finally fell into a state of complete fury. He was like a rampaging wild elephant, charging madly across the ground. With an enraged roar, he smashed a heavy fist onto a decorative concrete pillar at the side, directly breaking it.

Then Nelson hoisted up that concrete pillar and charged straight toward Lu Tianxing, each step leaving a clearly visible footprint on the concrete floor.