The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO
Chapter 458 - 458 457 Consciousness Flow Combat Method

458: Chapter 457: Consciousness Flow Combat Method 458: Chapter 457: Consciousness Flow Combat Method The woman’s mouth curved up, seeming to have found the spot for her next move.

Jun Tianzui’s pupils shrank, and his body abruptly retreated.

Whoosh, sword light flashed by.

It was a near miss.

“Hehe, quite the quick reaction,” the woman chuckled, revealing her pearly white teeth.

“Martial Artists from the Ninjitsu School are indeed formidable, but you’ve underestimated me too much,” Jun Tianzui suddenly pulled a small, exquisite silver pot from his bosom, opened it, and took a big gulp of alcohol.

“Handsome guy, drinking during a battle?

You’re looking down on me too much, aren’t you?” The woman said, somewhat annoyed, swinging her sword toward Jun Tianzui’s chest.

At that moment, Jun Tianzui actually closed his eyes, letting the sword thrust toward his heart.

The dagger pierced through Jun Tianzui’s body, but not a single drop of blood flowed from the wound.

Suddenly, Jun Tianzui opened his eyes, “Your tricks have been seen through by me.”

Saying so, he reached out and grabbed towards the back right.

Clang, sparks burst from the palm of Jun Tianzui’s hand covered in gold lion gloves, and the dagger was caught in his grasp.

“You!” The woman’s expression changed dramatically, not expecting Jun Tianzui to have seen through her true form.

It was already too late to evade, and she was struck by a punch from Jun Tianzui.

Thump, the woman’s body was sent flying, fresh blood spraying from the corner of her mouth.

“I refuse to believe you can see through me every single time!” The woman wiped away the blood from here mouth and launched Phantom Slash again.

Jun Tianzui once again closed his eyes, standing still.

Thump, the woman was sent flying for the second time.

“Impossible!”

The woman attacked Jun Tianzui again, but the outcome remained the same, she was thrown back.

“How exactly are you seeing through me?” the woman asked, incredulous.

If it was once or twice, one might think it was luck on Jun Tianzui’s part, but three or four times could not be put down to chance.

“Wonder if you’ve ever heard of an Art of War called the Consciousness Flow Combat Method,” Jun Tianzui uttered calmly.

The Consciousness Flow Combat Method relies entirely on bodily instinct for response, without any fixed tactics.

This isn’t as mystical as Sixth Sense, but instead, is based on observing the opponent’s footsteps, breathing, killing intent, and even the air fluctuations around to anticipate their movements.

Mastering this art is exceptionally difficult, but Jun Tianzui was the exception.

As long as he was drunk, he could automatically enter the state of Consciousness Flow Combat Method.

“I understand,” the woman narrowed her eyes and surprisingly sheathed her dagger.

“Come on, you don’t have to do that just because you can’t beat me, do you?” Jun Tianzui’s eyes widened.

“Come on!” However, the moment the woman’s cheongsam fell to the ground, Jun Tianzui’s eyes widened yet again—not because of the woman’s figure, but because she was covered all over with dense hidden weapons.

Darts, Flying Needles, Poison Stings, you name it.

“Handsome, do I look good?” the woman asked with a coquettish voice.

She did look good, except she was covered in thorns!

All over her body hung hidden weapons, making her untouchable.

Whoosh, the sound of slicing air; the woman pulled a dart from her waist and shot it at Jun Tianzui.

Clang, clang, clang, Jun Tianzui swung his fists, smashing all the darts the woman threw at him.

But it wasn’t over yet; the woman quickly grabbed more hidden weapons from her body, kicked out hidden weapons with her legs, and even spat out hidden weapons from her mouth.

The barrage of hidden weapons was like a swarm of enraged bees, a dark cloud looming over and enveloping Jun Tianzui.

“Done for!”

This indiscriminate attack left Jun Tianzui with no room to dodge.

However, at that moment, a golden shadow stood in front of Jun Tianzui.

Ding, ding, dong, dong, the constant collision sounds rose like raindrops; the hidden weapons aimed at Jun Tianzui were all blocked by the golden figure, failing to advance an inch.

“Boss!” Jun Tianzui showed a hint of joy.

It was fortunate the boss had arrived just in time, otherwise, he might have ended up sieved by those dreadful hidden weapons.

“Go check on Su Ying,” Wang Dadong said indifferently.

With Wang Dadong present, Jun Tianzui naturally felt at ease.

“Who are you?” the woman asked, her brow slightly furrowed.

She knew that the hidden weapons she had just launched, amounting to a hundred types, could have easily mashed a Superhuman Realm Advanced martial artist into a pulp.

But those hidden weapons had not even managed to tear the corner of the man’s clothes.

A Saint, only a Saint, could stand unfazed against her hidden weapons.

“Who I am is none of your business, call Hua Nongying here, and perhaps I’ll tell her,” Wang Dadong said.

“How dare you use the sect leader’s name so casually!” the woman was instantly enraged.

“Alright then, I won’t call her Hua Nongying.

I’ll call her Little Huahua,” Wang Dadong said teasingly.

“You’re courting death!”

“Oh, and how do you plan on making me die?

It seems like you’ve run out of hidden weapons,” Wang Dadong said with a smile, pointing at the woman.

Indeed, the woman no longer had any hidden weapons on her.

“Hmph, you think I have no more places to hide hidden weapons?” The woman coldly snorted, taking out her last hidden weapon.

Which was concealed in her mouth.

“This is called Buddha’s Fury Lotus, capable of shooting out 3,600 Penetrating Bone Spikes in an instant, specializing in breaking through Internal Force Gang Qi.

It’s the most powerful hidden weapon of Da Dong Yin!” the woman boasted, holding the “Divine Artifact” in her hand.

However, Wang Dadong spoke disdainfully, “Young lady, you should know that Buddha’s Fury Lotus is the unique hidden weapon of the Tang Clan of Huaxia.

And besides, aren’t you worried about misfiring it by storing it there?”

That’s 3,600 Penetrating Bone Spikes.

“Huaxia People, always resorting to verbal tricks.

Now, I’ll let you taste the terror of Buddha’s Fury Lotus!”

After speaking, the woman pointed the end of the Lotus towards Wang Dadong.

In an instant, the silver Lotus bloomed.

Then came the specially-made steel spikes, almost too fast for the eye to see, bursting forth, like a larger silver Lotus blooming.

The steel needles cut through the air, silent.

Not that they had no sound, but their speed was so fast they had surpassed the speed of sound.

The range of the Penetrating Bone Spikes was a full ten meters, leaving virtually no chance to dodge.