The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1222: Too Arrogant

Chapter 1222: Chapter 1222: Too Arrogant

Ying Jiutian spoke with such conviction that the old man was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

Anna screamed in fright, "Big Brother Wang, hurry up and admit defeat!"

The Corpse Dogs emerged, forming a circle that deterred anyone from approaching.

Liuu Jiangnan stopped several of them, warning that to go forward would mean death!

Wang Jie, with bloodshot eyes, cursed vehemently, "Better to die than to live without freedom!"

This phrase, which he had read in a secular library book, was a common saying among the people of America.

The meaning was clear: what’s the point of living without freedom? It might as well be death.

The surrounding students were stunned to hear this, and a girl who was fond of literature exclaimed, "Wow, senior Wang Jie is also a poet!"

"That sentence is beautifully said, full of poetic rhythm!"

"Let go of our senior, you can’t disrespect him like this!"

"He is a poet, you can’t insult literature!"

Ying Jiutian spurted blood, was one sentence really worth all this fuss?

These fangirls seemed ready to venerate Wang Jie as a god.

Someone warned Ying Jiutian, "Corpse Clan Imperial Family member, don’t go too far. Senior Wang Jie’s father is the Southern King, and his brother is the Imperial Guard Commander. You will have a hard time in Chang’an City if you offend him."

Ying Jiutian laughed arrogantly, "The Southern King counts for nothing; back on Netherworld Star, I’m the Ninth Prince of the royal family! If you have the guts, come and fight me; don’t threaten me with these things, I don’t buy your bullshit."

A group of people were rendered speechless, having forgotten that he is not from this world; naturally, he fears no power here.

Worst case, he would just pat his butt and leave, and no one could do anything about it.

Ying Jiutian looked around, and beneath his feet, Wang Jie was twisted like a millstone, spitting fresh blood.

He laughed proudly, "How impressive, the illustrious Chang’an Academy doesn’t even have one person willing to stand up for your senior. You claim to be from the Great Xia Country, the nation of ten thousand Immortals, but is this all you’ve got?"

His words displayed undisguised contempt, causing displeasure to rise on the faces of the young people around.

The female students also felt aggrieved as their poet had been insulted.

They had admired Ying Jiutian, thinking he was quite handsome.

Now they saw him as scum, ignorant of culture and poetry.

Liuu Jiangnan’s group was so enraged as to be fuming inside, watching Wang Jie’s agony, they couldn’t help but shout, "Damn it, let’s fight this bastard to the end!"

His cultivation level was low, only at the Core Formation Stage.

Yet at this moment, he drew his longsword, together with Anna, Nightingale, as well as Bald Dog and Ground Rat Demon King, they launched an attack.

Bald Dog and Ground Rat Demon King drew the attention of the Corpse Dogs, leading them all away.

As Liuu Jiangnan’s trio charged forward, Ying Jiutian reached out with a swipe.

A massive force struck, with a thunderous rumble, he flung all three of them away with a slap.

Ying Jiutian, with a cultivation level of half-step Soul Ascension Stage.

To him, Liuu Jiangnan and his group, a full realm below, were as insignificant as ants.

He scorned, "Ants dare to act wild?"

Liuu Jiangnan and the rest fell hard to the ground, each vomiting blood and bearing palm prints on their faces.

Although Nightingale and Anna were invisible, Ying Jiutian easily discovered them.

He raised his eyebrows at the sight of the two women with blue skin and with a lustful light in his eyes, he said, "Women of the Foreign Tribes, interesting!"

Anna and Nightingale sensed something ominous and immediately vanished from sight.

But Ying Jiutian threw something resembling intestines, which rolled forward and ensnared the two women, pulling them to his front, just like Wang Jie.

He stepped on Wang Jie’s face, then stepped on the two women, laughing uproariously, "Not bad, you even know the art of invisibility. I’ll take you as my maidservants!"

The students of Chang’an Academy had flames in their eyes, all wanting to gang up on this arrogant individual.

Ying Jiutian looked disdainfully around him and pointed, declaring, "Feeling aggrieved? If any of you have the guts, step out and fight! Let me see if there’s any real men left in Chang’an Academy!"

The extraterritorial cultivators burst out laughing, "The world has deteriorated to this state, where would you find any real men!"

"What Immortal Ancestral Grounds, paths of the immortals, they’re just a dilapidated little world, where even their descendants are good-for-nothings!"

"Haha, who dares to fight? We from Feather King Star welcome the challenge!"

"We from the Mechanical Tribe are also waiting!"

"And us from Immortal King Star, we are the true Immortal Ancestral Grounds!"

The young cultivators’ momentum swelled, deliberately releasing their spiritual power to form daunting golden light above their heads, the oppressive aura making the students of Chang’an Academy unable to lift their heads, and even afraid to look directly at them.

The ten great heroes of Great Xia Country, the number one master of Chang’an Academy Yi Qingyun, along with Shenxu Jiangchuan, Mount Shu Zichuan, Kunlun Divine Son Jiang Wudi, and the others exchanged glances.

Jiang Chuan took a deep breath and said coldly, "They’re targeting Long Fei, it has nothing to do with us. For now, we shouldn’t make enemies with them."

"Right, our enemy is Long Fei. An enemy’s enemy is our friend; now is not the time to make enemies with them."

"Let them strut around; it’s not like we’re missing out on anything!"

"How can you say we’re not missing out? Look, everyone’s attention is turning toward us."

A group of cultivators turned their heads, looking at them.

Among these local cultivators, they were the leaders, the ones to lead the charge.

Everyone was expecting them to step up, yet they harbored their own motives and were reluctant to take action.

Unable to bear the humiliation, Wang Jie burst out shouting, "Ying Jiutian, don’t be so smug. If you have the guts, kill me! When my Big Brother arrives, he’ll definitely beat you to death, make you look just like your dead brother in the Secret Realm."

Ying Jiutian’s eyes blazed with fury, hating it most when people brought up this matter.

He came here precisely to seek revenge for his brother Ying Zhen, the black fog around his body tangling more intensely as he summoned a White Bone Stick, pointing it directly at Wang Jie’s head, saying fiercely, "Even at death’s door, you dare to talk tough. Killing you is no different from squashing an ant."

"If you have the courage, then do it. I’ll scoff if you back down, Big Brother Wang spells the ’Wang’ backward!"

Wang Jie roared with laughter, facing death with resignation.

"Fine, I’ll grant you your wish!"

Ying Jiutian tightened his right hand, letting his murderous intention show, and swung the stick towards Wang Jie’s head.

He didn’t care about any opportunity in Ghost Emperor City.

He was here to kill, to avenge his big brother.

The White Bone Stick carried the might of the immortals, creating a tremor in all directions as soon as it fell, blowing Wang Jie’s long hair into disarray.

"He’s going to kill someone!"

"This bastard really dares to do this!"

"The Corpse Clan of Netherworld Star is being too audacious."

"Where are our geniuses when you need them!"

"Somebody save our senior!"

All the younger students were so frightened, they covered their eyes, convinced Wang Jie was doomed, sure to be smashed into a pulp by this stick.

Just then, a sudden explosion rang out in the sky.

A flash of white light streaked by, followed by Ying Jiutian’s body being flung backward like a kite, sent flying.

Bang!

Boom!

Ying Jiutian hit the transparent barrier behind him, tumbling to the ground vomiting blood, and was unable to get up for a long while.

A figure appeared, standing coldly in the midst of the arena.

Two more figures emerged behind him, hastily lifting Wang Jie, Anna, and Nightingale off the ground.

The man, towering and muscular, had a noble appearance with a look of resolute determination on his face as he glowered at Ying Jiutian.