The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 3755 Oh, an acquaintance.

The light on the barrier quickly dimmed.

Although Ding Rui poured his spiritual power into the barrier to support it, the branches of the Gluttonous Divine Tree were too powerful.

Supported by abundant spiritual energy, countless branches, like the body of a dragon, continuously contracted, causing the barrier to shrink ever smaller.

"boom!"

The barrier shattered, and countless gnarled, dragon-like branches rapidly contracted, quickly entangling Ding Rui within them.

While supporting himself, Ding Rui used his magic weapon to smash the branches and vines. However, as before, wherever the bead hit, the branches and vines shattered, but more branches extended over.

Ding Rui was completely trapped and had no way to escape.

Seeing that the tips of those branches were turning into sharp spears, about to pierce through the gaps, Ding Rui finally couldn't hold on any longer.

"stop!"

"I surrender!"

"Here's the sign!"

Lin Chen smiled slightly, and the countless branches and roots that resembled giant pythons and dragons retreated, shrank, and returned to their original form, quietly hovering above Lin Chen's head.

Ding Rui, panting heavily, looked at Lin Chen with a complicated expression.

He knew he would encounter many powerful monsters in this game arena, but he never expected that even a member of another race would be so powerful!

He was supposed to be a proud son of a wealthy family, yet he was defeated so easily by the other party's attack!
There's no need to even resist!

I was completely overwhelmed by the opponent's strength!

With such terrifying strength, it's no wonder that this guy, despite being from a different race, was sent to participate in this limited-slot game of the gods.

Ding Rui threw a sign over without saying a word, then cleanly and neatly jumped into the portal, returning to where he came from. The portal disappeared as he entered.

Lin Chen put away the Gluttonous Divine Tree, then sat cross-legged, put a pill into his mouth, and closed his eyes to recover.

Since reaching the Saint realm, Lin Chen has rarely fought with others, but every time he does, he wins easily. His easy victory once again proves his strength.

It seems that even the pride of the Celestial Realm isn't so powerful after all.

Although they did have a significant advantage in terms of talent when breaking through realms, and faced no difficulties, their strength after breaking through remained the same, without an absurdly large difference.

Lin Chen didn't have to wait long before another middle-aged man from the Celestial Clan jumped out of a newly appeared portal.

"Huh, it's actually a different race?"

When the middle-aged man saw Lin Chen, his expression was a mixture of surprise and disdain. Clearly, he was quite surprised to see a foreigner in this place.

Lin Chen said he was completely used to it and stood up immediately.

"Come on, don't waste time."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man stopped talking and immediately unleashed his magic weapon to start the battle.

Lin Chen summoned the Sun and Moon Divine Dragon Lamp, which was, after all, an innate spiritual treasure and had also fused with the spirit of a sacred fire unicorn, making it extremely powerful in combat.

This middle-aged man was clearly a prodigy with extraordinary strength, but under the terrifying blazing flame divine power, he could only hold on for a short while before he couldn't withstand it and quickly admitted defeat.

If you don't admit defeat, the flames will sweep over you and burn your whole body; then it won't be a game anymore.

Second match, won.

After handing over the token, the middle-aged man asked reluctantly, "Which sect are you from?"

Lin Chen replied, "The Eleventh District, Tianhe Gate."

The middle-aged man glanced at Lin Chen, memorized his face, and then turned and left.

Lin Chen continued to rest, and soon, the third person arrived.

Huh?
It turned out to be someone I knew.

Shenlong Palace, Ma Ziming!
When Ma Ziming saw Lin Chen, his expression changed: "It's you!"

Lin Chen calmly replied, "Fellow Daoist Ma, we are quite destined to meet."

Ma Ziming looked Lin Chen up and down with a puzzled expression: "How many matches have you played?" "Two matches."

Lin Chen looked calmly at Ma Ziming: "If I win one more game, I can move on to the next level."

"is it?"

Ma Ziming gave an embarrassed grin: "That's a real pity. You've run into me, so you probably won't be able to win those three matches. But it's okay, you can start over and play three more matches. If you're lucky, you might run into three more unlucky guys."

Lin Chen remained calm: "Is that so?"

Seeing that Lin Chen showed no fear, Ma Ziming's sense of pleasure in teasing him diminished considerably.

With a flick of his hand, a fiery red gourd appeared in front of Ma Zimo. He stared at Lin Chen and said, "If you surrender voluntarily, you can avoid getting hurt. But once all my flying swords are unleashed, I may not be able to stop them, and you might end up seriously injured."

Lin Chen's gaze fell on the other person's gourd, and he laughed, "A sword-nurturing gourd? How many swords are you nurturing in this?"

Ma Zimo said smugly, "The eighty-one flying swords can change into sword formations and have boundless power. I advise you not to struggle, otherwise, being trapped by my sword formation will not be pleasant."

"A sword formation?"

Lin Chen smiled slightly: "What a coincidence. I can also control swords, and I can control quite a few swords."

Ma Zimo sneered, "How many swords can you control? Can they compare to my eighty-one flying swords?"

Lin Chen laughed and said, "It's only a little more than the number of your flying swords by a few hundred million."

Lin Chen raised his hand and held it in the air, and flying swords made from scorpion tails appeared in the air.

Ten of them!

Ma Ziming gave a disdainful sneer.

Fifty.

Ma Ziming's expression began to turn serious.

One hundred.

Ma Ziming's expression was cold.

Five hundred.

Ma Ziming's eyes were filled with panic.

A thousand.

Ma Ziming's eyes were filled with despair.

Thousands of scorpion-tail flying swords hovered around Lin Chen's body, like a dense forest of flying swords.

If someone can control so many flying swords, does it even need to be said how strong they are?
Unwilling to give up, Ma Ziming slapped the gourd and roared, "Go out!"

Golden beams shot out from the gourd's mouth in an instant, expanding and transforming into flying swords of normal size, which attacked Lin Chen.

You have to give it a try!

What if it's just a showpiece?
Lin Chen waved his hand and smiled slightly.

Can you beat me at flying swords?

I myself am the biggest flying sword!

Countless flying swords collided in the air, instantly creating a complex and chaotic scene. This greatly increased the challenge for the swordsman, as controlling so many swords and performing various minute maneuvers was extremely difficult for a cultivator.

To be more precise, it requires both accurate control and sufficient power, which is very difficult.

The former requires incredibly strong mental power and exquisite techniques, while the latter requires you to be strong enough; otherwise, with so many flying swords, you simply cannot guarantee the power of each one.

Ma Ziming's flying sword was slightly more powerful than Lin Chen's single flying sword, but not by much.

Ma Ziming had eighty-one flying swords, while Lin Chen released over a thousand!
After the clash of flying swords, Lin Chen was instantly relieved.

The flying sword formation instantly split in two. Three or four hundred flying swords surrounded Ma Ziming's eighty-one flying swords, while the others transformed into sword energy dragons, rushing towards Ma Ziming...

(End of this chapter)