The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO
Chapter 541 - 541 540 You're Not Qualified to Kill Him

541: Chapter 540: You’re Not Qualified to Kill Him 541: Chapter 540: You’re Not Qualified to Kill Him The massive fist was aimed directly at the emaciated man.

Faced with Demon’s attack, the emaciated man did not react until the fist was just over a meter away from him, when he slowly raised his own fist.

“Truly seeking death.”

“He’s doomed.”

The middle-aged man’s reaction made everyone shake their heads, and they could even imagine the scene where the middle-aged man was smashed into pieces by Demon’s terrifying fist.

Boom!

A loud explosion occurred as a figure was shot out like a cannonball.

“As they say, one wouldn’t die if one did not seek death.

Being in the top four should have been enough satisfaction, yet he still thought of becoming the champion, now dying is deserved.”

“Wait!

The one sent flying is… Demon!”

As they clarified the scene over the sea, people suddenly realized that the person being blown away by the punch was not the middle-aged man, but Demon!

Could this seemingly inconspicuous middle-aged man also be a Saint?

Demon was blown away dozens of meters by that punch, showing an incredulous look in his eyes, while Wang Dadong and Daylight Saint’s expressions drastically changed.

The two couldn’t help but look at each other, and from each other’s eyes, both could see shock and disbelief.

The people on the boat might not have seen clearly, but the two of them saw it crystal clear!

Demon was always ruthless in his moves, even killing a Semi-Saint with a single punch, meaning that Demon would not underestimate his opponents due to their weakness.

Yet, Demon’s full-strength blow had not only failed to shake his opponent, but had instead caused his own self to be blown away by a punch from the opponent.

What a terrifying strength that must be.

Could it be… Hermit-level!

Among Saints, combat power varies greatly, but that is usually displayed after using martial techniques and ancient weapons.

In reality, the Inner Strength, Fighting Spirit, Battle Qi, or any other energy inside one’s body, don’t differ much.

Therefore, if it were merely a normal clash, the chance of one Saint sending another Saint flying with a single punch is very slim.

Unless it is Hermit-level.

The terribleness of Hermit-level, Wang Dadong had witnessed with his own eyes; those were truly earth-shattering and sea-overturning moments.

The battle between Iron Crutch Saint and Daylight Saint previously looked earth-shattering, but that was mainly because it took place in the sea.

A casual strike could stir up huge waves.

But what if it happened on land?

A full-force strike from Iron Crutch Saint, being able to create a pit a fathom deep in the ground, would be considered impressive.

And battles between Hermit-level beings truly are world destroying; on the day Wang Dadong’s Brave Bloodline awoke, the battle between the Western War God and Huaxia’s Hermit-level fighters nearly flattened mountains.

Of course, that was somewhat exaggerated, but leveling a small mound was absolutely no issue.

If this man truly were Hermit-level, even if Wang Dadong, Daylight Saint, and Demon joined hands, they might not be his match.

“Damn, he’s hidden his strength so deeply!”

“Haha, this tournament is getting more exciting.”

To the audience, it didn’t matter whether you were a Saint or Hermit level; the more powerful, the more intriguing it was to watch.

Since the beginning of the match, the plot had undergone numerous twists.

Initially, Mu Ming’s first round of competition had demonstrated Saint Level combat power, shocking everyone.

They thought for sure Mu Ming would be the champion.

Turns out, he was just along for the ride.

Later, with the emergence of Iron Crutch Saint, people felt the championship was most likely his.

Then Daylight Saint appeared, and unexpectedly, even the crow and the seemingly average Giant Warrior Demon, turned out to be Saints.

The outcome of the competition had become uncertain again.

Later, Demon actually wanted to team up with Daylight Saint to kill the crow, even proposing the champion’s reward as a trade.

Just when people were worried for the crow, an even stronger figure than Demon suddenly appeared.

This storyline was indeed full of twists and turns.

Wang Dadong and Gu Nina could sense the middle-aged man’s Cultivation, and naturally, Demon could as well.

Gently wiping the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, Demon looked on with a hint of reverence, “Senior, since you are a Hermit-level, there’s really no need to compete anymore.”

As soon as Demon spoke, everyone on the stage was once again astounded.

Hermit-level, the middle-aged man was actually a Hermit-level.

“My God, a Hermit-level has actually appeared.”

Not just the audience, but even the martial artists became intensely excited.

A Saint is someone everyone needs to respect, but what about a Hermit-level?

They could almost be described as divine.

No one expected that even a Hermit-level would be drawn to this martial arts conference.

The middle-aged man looked at Demon and asked, “Do you have any grudges against him?”

Demon’s gaze towards Wang Dadong was full of resentment as he said, “He killed my master!”

“Is your master the Blood Demon?” Wang Dadong asked tentatively.

If Demon’s power was at the Saint level, then Demon’s master must also have been a Saint.

Demon nodded, “Yes!

You killed my master, achieving your reputation as a Saints’ Slayer, but I know, you didn’t defeat my master by true skill.”

Blood Demon was indeed the first Saint that Wang Dadong defeated after mastering the strongest Twelve Strikes of Doomsday Death Knell.

As Demon said, before Wang Dadong defeated Blood Demon, Blood Demon had already been bombarded by Hell’s heavy weaponry for three days and nights.

The title of Saints’ Slayer that Wang Dadong held was indeed somewhat undeserved.

“To kill him, none of you are qualified,” the middle-aged man spoke again at this point.

Before Demon could attack the middle-aged man, the man had been like the most inconspicuous speck of dust, someone no one would notice.

Even if someone did see him, they would quickly look away.

Because the middle-aged man was not handsome, and his strength did not stand out.

However, now, just a casual word from the middle-aged man managed to attract everyone’s attention.

Nothing else, just the three words “Hermit-level” were enough to explain everything.

Wang Dadong’s expression changed drastically, never expecting that this person, very likely a Hermit-level expert, also wanted to kill him.

In all those years abroad, Wang Dadong indeed offended many forces, but he had never offended a Hermit-level expert.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the audience once again widened their eyes — what kind of person was this crow, that even the middle-aged man had a grudge against him.

Hearing the middle-aged man’s words, a look of excitement appeared on Demon’s face.

With his strength, defeating Wang Dadong wasn’t very probable, which was why he wanted to team up with Daylight Saint.

Unexpectedly, this immensely powerful middle-aged person also harbored a grudge against Wang Dadong.

It truly was Heaven helping him.

“You’re dead today!”

Demon, riding the waves, quickly rushed toward Wang Dadong.

Just as Demon was three meters away from Wang Dadong, a fist suddenly struck Demon’s back, and his body instantly smashed into the sea like a cannonball.

“I said, you’re not qualified to kill him!”

The middle-aged man’s voice rang out, followed by his body beginning to swell.