The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Carson Flores waved his hand, and the enormous battle axe swept to one side, followed by a kick in mid-air.

”Bang!”

The Barbarian Warrior’s body was blasted back like a cannonball. Simultaneously, the Eight-Armed Arhat swung its massive hammer towards his body.

The Barbarian Warrior, already kicked by Carson Flores and suspended in mid-air with no leverage, had his defense broken. With this strike from the Eight-Armed Arhat, his entire body was immediately crushed to pieces by the overwhelming power.

His battle axe spun through the air, flying for dozens of miles before landing on a small mountain, leveling the mountaintop.

With a motion from Carson Flores, a special metallic tag flew out and landed in his hand.

Carson Flores casually cut off the Formation’s spiritual power supply, terminating the battle projection.

The other Barbarian Warrior, obstructed by the Eight-Armed Arhat, turned pale upon witnessing this scene.

Wasn’t this guy supposed to be a Lower Grade Land Immortal, how could he be so fierce?

He fights two Carp Dragon Realm opponents like it’s nothing?

Is cross-realm fighting this easy?

Seeing his companion had already fallen, he knew that if he delayed, he would die too. Filled with terror, he tore the tag from his body and threw it outward. The tag transformed into a beam of light, shooting off into the distance.

Carson Flores took a step forward, disappearing instantly, and then reappearing near the flying path of the tag, reaching out in mid-air.

The tag halted instantly in mid-air, then flew back in reverse, landing in Carson Flores’s hand.

Carson Flores once again chose to shut off the Formation on the tag immediately, then turned towards the Barbarian Warrior who had deployed a Defense Treasure, resisting desperately to buy time.

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On the plains, more than a hundred gigantic projections appeared in the sky, with each projection corresponding to a contestant who had activated their tag’s Projection Array.

Two projections were consecutively shut off in a very short time, the last frame showing Carson Flores staring down coldly at the tag.

Many sects on the plains, countless disciples gathered to watch, as most people would choose to avoid contact, avoid battle, and regroup with their teams first, meaning scarcely any battles took place.

Carson Flores’s battle with the two Barbarian Warriors became the first wave of combat, drawing everyone’s attention.

Looking at Carson Flores cutting off the Projection Array, everyone felt disappointed yet filled with lively discussion.

”Innate Phenomenon, this kid turns out to be an Innate Taoist Body?”

”The Phenomenon encompasses the capability to fight across realms, and he managed to solo two Carp Dragon Realm warriors and defeat them; this is outrageous!”

”This kid is so strong, he caught the battle axe barehanded, unharmed, despite having a weaker cultivation realm; how did he do it?”

”Which sect is that guy from? I was too focused on watching the fight and forgot to see what he was wearing. Does anyone remember?”

”Illusory Snake Sect, that kid is from Illusory Snake Sect!”

Everyone’s gaze instantly turned towards the Illusory Snake Sect’s camp.

As the most ancient Immortal Sect in the Southern Wilderness, everyone knew of the Illusory Snake Sect, but everyone also knew of its decline. Now suddenly, seeing an Innate Taoist Body caused quite a stir.

Is the Illusory Snake Sect about to rise again?

Phaedron Duncan loudly said, ”Garlan Parrish, you’re really secretive, quietly taking in an Innate Taoist Body, planning something big in silence.”

Garlan Parrish too had seen the battle scene, feeling somewhat stirred within.

This kid is ruthless, decisive, and strong enough, but alas, he is a disciple of the Myriad Immortals Palace, not from my Illusory Snake Sect.

If he really were a disciple of the Illusory Snake Sect, along with Holy Son Eolan Lorcan, perhaps the Illusory Snake Sect could indeed rise again.

Garlan Parrish felt regret inwardly, yet remained calm outwardly. ”This disciple came to us with skills, seeking our sect’s Absolute Skill, the Sand Dragon Illusion God Technique. He is working hard to seize tags just to earn enough credit to gain the right to learn the Sand Dragon Illusion God Technique.”

Phaedron Duncan sneered, ”The Sand Dragon Illusion God Technique is indeed powerful but not something anyone can master. Haven’t only you and the Holy Son learned it in the entire Illusory Snake Sect?”

Garlan Parrish replied calmly, ”Even if only one person can master it, it doesn’t matter. After all, truly good cultivation techniques aren’t something just anyone can master.”

Someone else added, ”Why doesn’t your disciple keep his projection active?”

Garlan Parrish answered, ”That’s his choice.”

The person shrugged, not saying anything further, as anyone with a mysterious bottom card wouldn’t want to be observed, exposing their cards completely.

Those willing to open their Projection Array have cultivation techniques or magical treasures that are upright and rely on strength for combat, without many tricks; you can watch all you want, but if they’re going to thrash you, they still will.

Out of five hundred contestants, fewer than two hundred projections are in the air, meaning most people chose to hide themselves, or rather, hide their various bottom cards.

Garlan Parrish’s gaze turned towards another projection, revealing Holy Son Eolan Lorcan.

He was flying rapidly towards the rendezvous point, with no intent to conceal himself.

Garlan Parrish’s eyes narrowed slightly, thinking, Eolan, you better perform well; don’t let yourself be outshone by an outsider!