Beauty Chairwoman's Bodyguard Expert

"Cold Ice Palm!"

Lu Chuan gently raised his hand and struck out with a palm. Instantly, a fierce cold aura roared out, surrounding the hair-thin needles. As they approached these clusters of intense cold air, they were instantly coated with frost, and within a short time, they condensed into ice needles, suspended in mid-air, unable to advance any further.

"Go back!"

Lu Chuan snorted coldly, and swept his arm.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a series of rapid sounds of piercing through the air erupted, and the hair-thin needles, now ice needles, veered off-course at an even faster speed, shooting back at Tang Kang’an.

"Mystic Jade Hand."

Tang Kang’an evidently knew the peril of the hair-thin needles. True Qi circulated, and his entire palm turned into a jade-like transparent color within a short time. His palm transformed into afterimages, continuously striking out, shattering the ice needles one by one. Meanwhile, his fingers flicked out, deflecting the ice needles, the sharp ice needles unable to harm Tang Kang’an’s fingers in the slightest.

Mystic Jade Hand, one of the top-tier skills of the Tang Family. Once unleashed, the palm becomes extraordinarily tough, even a Divine weapon finds it difficult to break through, and it’s immune to all poisons. If paired with the Tang Family’s hidden weapons and poisons, it can exert twice the power.

"Tang Family’s Mystic Jade Hand, it seems your status within the Tang Family isn’t low. It’s a pity, from now on, the Tang Family is destined to lose you, a fine warrior, because your grave lies in Jiangnan."

Lu Chuan narrowed his eyes, looking at Tang Kang’an, the chilling intent in his eyes growing deeper. Only true members of the Tang Family can learn Mystic Jade Hand; outsiders have no right. Now that Tang Kang’an has executed Mystic Jade Hand to such an exquisite level, it proves he has practiced it since childhood, and signifies his high status in the Tang Family, not just someone who climbed up later and was bestowed the privilege to learn it.

"Kill me, then come try."

Tang Kang’an’s eyes flashed with icy light: "Today, I will let you witness the power of our Tang Family, Lu Chuan, I want you dead."

A roar sounded, and behind Tang Kang’an appeared clusters of True Qi, different from ordinary ones, they were entirely bizarre red, like fresh blood, fiercely tumbling, and a strong bloodthirsty aura spread out within a short time.

This bloodthirsty aura was terrifying to the extreme; just inhaling it gave a dizzying feeling. Nearby plants and trees withered visibly after contacting the bloodthirsty aura, turning into a puddle of black ooze in a brief span.

"Hahaha, Lu Chuan, you’ve forced me today. Now I will make you witness my Blood Poison Divine Skill; die for me!"

Tang Kang’an laughed loudly, suddenly stepping forward, his figure like lightning, directly charging at Lu Chuan, while his palm raised to deliver a horizontal chop.

Buzz!

A massive wave of energy arrived at Lu Chuan’s side in the blink of an eye.

This wave of energy was extremely crimson, carrying a pungent stench as it rushed toward Lu Chuan, seemingly attempting to envelop him and turn him into blood at the first moment.

"Cold Ice Palm!"

Looking at the chopping blood-colored wave, Lu Chuan’s eyes showed no emotional fluctuation. Without dodging or avoiding, he moved forward directly, raising his hand to strike out with a palm, sending out chilling aura.

Seeing Lu Chuan choosing not to dodge but to face him head-on, a conspiratorial smile flitted across Tang Kang’an’s face.

Blood Poison Divine Skill is a particularly sinister Cultivation Technique. To practice it, to make his True Qi as venomous as poison, he almost tasted all the poisons in the Tang Family, living worse than death for decades, finally mastering Blood Shadow Divine Skill. Not only that, he took it even further, making Blood Poison Divine Skill even more terrible. Once it touches even a trace of blood, Blood Poison Divine Skill directly infiltrates a person’s body, blending with their blood, killing silently.

Originally, Tang Kang’an thought Lu Chuan would dodge; he had planned that as long as he forced Lu Chuan to retreat, he would seize the chance to leave, indifferent to others dying as long as he survived.

Yet now, Tang Kang’an hadn’t anticipated that Lu Chuan would not dodge but confront him directly. This was even better; as long as he could injure Lu Chuan, he could surely kill him, breaking one of Lu Family’s wings by eliminating Lu Chuan.

After all, in the Lu Family, besides Old Master Lu, there was already not much top combat power left. Losing Lu Chuan would suffice to deal a heavy blow to the Lu Family, letting them understand what real pain is.

With a roar, Tang Kang’an also didn’t dodge or evade, crazily unleashing his inner True Qi, intensifying Blood Poison Divine Skill more fiercely. The blood-colored True Qi instantly transformed into a large blood-colored curtain, like a giant fishing net, enveloping Lu Chuan from above. The rolling blood-colored True Qi resembled a roaring blood sea, creating unprecedented psychological pressure, impossible to remain calm.

Lu Chuan’s expression remained unchanged, his palm vibrating, not knowing how many palms he struck out in one instant. Only the sight of intense True Qi spiraled out, condensing chill air in mid-air, forming cold air palms that heavily struck upon the blood-red True Qi.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of intense collisions erupted; the two’s True Qi collided repeatedly. Each collision, the blood-colored True Qi would be coated with frost, and over time, the blood-colored True Qi was completely frosted, even starting to freeze, unable to move an inch further.

"What, how is this possible?"

Feeling his own True Qi freezing, Tang Kang’an was both shocked and frightened; he hadn’t imagined Lu Chuan’s True Qi to be so powerful, directly freezing his Qi. Such prowess was too dreadful, no wonder Lu Chuan could become the Lu Family’s chief manager. This power was comparable, if not surpassing, ordinary Late Stage of Mythical.

"Time’s about up, Tang Kang’an, surrender quietly!"

Lu Chuan’s voice resounded again, but this time filled with indifference.

As Lu Chuan’s voice rang once more, his True Qi suddenly erupted, transforming into whirlwinds, tearing the blood-colored True Qi apart, shattering into nothingness, vanished without a trace.

"No!"

Feeling his True Qi ripped apart, Tang Kang’an’s face turned pale instantly, a fear unlike any he felt surged into his heart, causing his entire being to tremble uncontrollably.