The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 1301: Chapter 1203: Wu Jie’s Hesitation

"Wu Yingxiong!"

Yang Tian looked up and saw a young man; it was none other than Wu Yingxiong.

"Yang Tian, it’s been a while!" Wu Yingxiong glanced at Yang Tian and then focused on Wu Jie: "Great, Li Min is here too, saves me another trip!"

Yang Tian clenched his fist and said in a deep voice, "Li Min, you need to leave here first!"

Wu Jie shook his head: "There’s no escape; you’re well aware of Wu Yingxiong’s strength."

Wu Yingxiong’s appearance was unexpected for Wu Jie.

When she attached her soul to Li Min, she thought her strength would be manifested through Li Min.

Only now did she realize her immense power couldn’t be sustained by Li Min’s body.

Li Min’s body was too full of impurities.

If she unleashed all her power, Li Min’s body would certainly explode.

Wu Yingxiong’s arrival made Wu Jie nervous: "Yang Tian, let’s let Wu Yingxiong battle the Divine Flood Dragon; we are no match for him."

Yang Tian clenched his fist.

Though he didn’t want to admit it, he was no match for Wu Yingxiong right now.

Yang Tian looked at the Divine Flood Dragon in mid-air: "The Divine Flood Dragon is stronger than Wu Yingxiong; let them fight, we’ll retreat to the side!"

"Alright."

Wu Jie nodded, swiftly retreating with Yang Tian.

"Haha..."

In mid-air, Wu Yingxiong let out a burst of laughter, looking at Yang Tian and Wu Jie as if they were fools.

"Do you think this Divine Flood Dragon is a match for me?"

Wu Yingxiong suddenly said.

Then his figure flashed, flying straight towards the Divine Flood Dragon.

Roar!

The Divine Flood Dragon let out a hiss, its tongue flickering.

But as Wu Yingxiong came down, he sliced the tongue with one palm, his figure flashed, and the next second, he was in front of the Divine Flood Dragon, pressing his palm against its forehead.

Boom!

Instantly, a powerful Divine Breath surged into the Divine Flood Dragon.

In just a moment, the once violent Divine Flood Dragon lay obediently in front of Wu Yingxiong, trembling, emitting a plea-like whimper.

Seeing this, both Yang Tian and Wu Jie were shocked.

"What’s happening?" Yang Tian’s eyes flickered with astonishment: "Li Min, didn’t you say this Divine Flood Dragon was transformed from the soul of the Hall Affairs Celestial God? Wu Yingxiong subdued it with just one strike?"

Wu Jie’s eyes also reflected surprise: "Wu Yingxiong has become stronger!"

Yang Tian clenched his fists tightly: "Wu Yingxiong has grown stronger again?"

"If I’m not wrong, during his disappearance, he likely trained under Chiyou’s Demonic Technique; only then could he break through his limits and grow stronger!" Wu Jie said: "His current strength probably surpasses the elders of Divine Luo Sect; even the other three Judges wouldn’t be his match."

Hearing this, Yang Tian grew even more agitated: "Wu Yingxiong is continuously getting stronger, when will I break through to the sixth level of the Nuwa Divine Technique?"

After saying this, Yang Tian suddenly flew up, heading towards Wu Yingxiong.

"Yang Tian, what do you want to do? Come back immediately!"

Wu Jie’s expression changed.

She realized what Yang Tian was trying to do—he wanted to confront Wu Yingxiong head-on to force his body to break into the sixth level of the Nuwa Divine Technique.

But this was undoubtedly a death wish!

Wu Jie became anxious, her figure flashing as she flew up quickly.

If anything happened to Yang Tian, she would channel all her power.

Even if Li Min’s body burst, she couldn’t let anything happen to Yang Tian; he meant too much to her, not just about seizing the Divine Infant.

Seizing the Divine Infant was only the first step; she had other important plans to implement.

So Yang Tian mustn’t die!

Boom!

Wu Jie stretched out her hands, and a Yin Yang Seal appeared, ready to attack Wu Yingxiong at any moment.

"Stop!"

A stern shout sounded.

Suddenly, two figures flew down from the sky, the Nuwa Celestial God and Yanhuang Celestial God.

With a flash, the two arrived in front of Yang Tian.

"Nuwa? Yanhuang?"

Wu Yingxiong frowned.

Yang Tian charged at Wu Yingxiong, but Nuwa pressed him to a stop.

Yang Tian’s eyes turned red: "Master, why stop me?"

"Are you stupid?" The Nuwa Celestial God scolded directly: "You are no match for Wu Yingxiong! Even if you fought to the death, you couldn’t cut a single hair of his!"

Yang Tian fell silent.

"Yang Tian, don’t be reckless; this Wu Yingxiong is hailed as Divine Luo Sect’s prodigy, most likely to be the next Sect Leader for a reason; he’s not someone you can fight against."

Yanhuang Celestial God couldn’t help but say.

Hearing this, Yang Tian sneered internally: Wu Yingxiong is a prodigy, and I am nothing?

"Yang Tian, let’s go!"

Wu Jie came to Yang Tian’s side, grabbed his hand, and flew out swiftly.

She knew Yang Tian’s eyes were full of unwillingness.

But at this moment, escaping was crucial.

With Nuwa and Yanhuang’s arrival, they could stall Wu Yingxiong long enough for the two to escape.

"I’m not leaving!"

Yang Tian suddenly flung Wu Jie’s hand away.

"Yang Tian, what are you doing? Stupid?"

Wu Jie was somewhat angry.

Yang Tian was no match for Wu Yingxiong; staying meant certain death, something Yang Tian surely understood.

But seeing Yang Tian’s stubborn expression, Wu Jie sighed.

She fell silent.

Her mind was conflicted: "If Yang Tian continues to train like this, he won’t be Wu Yingxiong’s match; only obtaining the Divine Infant can he rival Wu Yingxiong, but the Divine Infant won’t be born for another ten months. I thought Yang Tian would keep a low profile until then, but I’m disappointed..."

She then added: "Should I teach him the Human Emperor Divine Technique?"

Thinking this, Wu Jie felt a pang of guilt.

After all, when she practiced the Human Emperor Divine Technique, she promised the Human Emperor not to teach it to others.

"If I don’t teach the Human Emperor Divine Technique to Yang Tian, he won’t stand a chance against Wu Yingxiong, yet he stubbornly insists on battling him to the death!" Wu Jie shook her head: "Fine, I’ll teach him the Human Emperor Divine Technique. If the Human Emperor holds me accountable in the future, it will be my fault alone!"

With this thought, Wu Jie became resolute.

But then she recalled that not everyone could cultivate the Human Emperor Divine Technique; she could only do so back then because of her desire for revenge.

"Yang Tian’s eyes are filled with unwillingness; perhaps he can cultivate the Human Emperor Divine Technique!"

Wu Jie suddenly said.

Then, she grabbed Yang Tian and flew out quickly.

"What are you doing? I said I’m not leaving!"

Yang Tian said angrily.

"Shut up!"

Wu Jie glared at Yang Tian coldly.

Yang Tian frowned; he had never seen such a cold gaze, which sent a chill through his body, leaving him no choice but to follow Wu Jie and fly away...