The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO

Chapter 1600 - 1598: Not on the Snow Mountain

The reason they agreed to allow Wang Dadong to stay and accept the Battle Saint’s test was that they didn’t know how strong Wang Dadong was and were quite wary of him.

But if they could know exactly how strong Wang Dadong was, they wouldn’t seem so passive.

A group of people left the Jinyu Hall.

"Doom Bell Brother, there is a place not far from here where our Battle God Temple specifically conducts martial arts training. The venue is relatively spacious, how about we go there?" Mufeng’s words were very polite, but the arrogance in his eyes was hard to conceal.

He had become the Guardian Dou Sheng of the Battle God Temple at only thirty, but this so-called Hell’s Death Knell seemed even younger than him, so he wanted to test Wang Dadong’s strength.

Could Wang Dadong, younger than him, be even stronger?

Wang Dadong glanced around and said, "Let’s just do it here. After all, it’s just a demonstration, not a real battle."

Wang Dadong’s words made the disdain in Mufeng’s eyes even more apparent. Wang Dadong’s unwillingness to go to a larger place for battle, confining the battle area to this small place, was mostly out of fear that he wasn’t a match.

"Since Doom Bell Brother has said so, let’s do it here."

The other Battle Saints retreated to the cave entrance, while Wang Dadong and Mufeng Battle Saint stood facing each other, about five meters apart.

"Alright, Doom Bell Brother, you may begin." Mufeng moved his muscles and bones as he spoke.

Wang Dadong didn’t hesitate. Since it was a demonstration, there was no need to use weapons. He directly formed a sword finger with his right hand and darted towards Mufeng Battle Saint.

In Mufeng’s eyes, Wang Dadong’s speed was too slow. Could this speed even touch his clothes?

He had already made up his mind; he would not retaliate and just evade Wang Dadong’s aggression.

Mufeng thought Wang Dadong’s speed was slow because his strength was at the Peak of the Holy Realm. In Qin Xue’s eyes, Wang Dadong’s speed was as fast as a gust of wind.

Five meters, reached in the blink of an eye.

Intending to toy with Wang Dadong, Mufeng didn’t plan on counterattacking. With his hands behind his back, he decided to evade only when Wang Dadong’s sword finger was almost upon him.

Yet, at the very moment he intended to dodge, Wang Dadong’s body suddenly seemed to use the Clone Technique, transforming into twelve phantoms in an instant.

Twelve phantoms, each wielding a sword finger, aimed directly at his forehead.

No matter how he tried to evade, there was no escape.

"Doomed, I’m going to die!" Mufeng broke out in cold sweat, completely clueless about how to counter this move.

Because even if he managed to block one or two attacks, there were more attacks still coming.

Swoosh!

The twelve phantoms fused as one, and Wang Dadong’s body suddenly stopped, the sword finger perfectly touching Mufeng’s forehead.

If Wang Dadong had used Inner Strength in this move, this finger could have pierced the head of Mufeng Battle Saint.

A bead-sized drop of sweat rolled down Mufeng Battle Saint’s forehead, his body frozen as if petrified, not daring to move.

"Thanks for letting me win."

Wang Dadong withdrew his sword finger and clasped his hands in salute to Mufeng.

"Thanks for letting me win..." Mufeng swallowed hard, already deeply shocked in his heart.

Could this be the legendary Doomsday Bell?

So powerful! Although his combat experience was not as rich as some of the other Battle Saints, he was, after all, at the Peak of the Holy Realm and lost in just one move.

Could Doom Bell be a Hidden World Expert?

But the aura he just demonstrated was clearly also at the Peak of the Holy Realm?

The other Battle Saints’ gazes towards Wang Dadong turned slightly grave.

Mufeng’s combat power ranked at the bottom among the nine Battle Saints, but to lose in just one move wasn’t expected.

Wang Dadong wasn’t surprised by their reactions.

How could he not know that Mufeng Battle Saint intentionally wanted to probe his limits, so he directly used the Twelve Strikes of Doomsday Death Knell.

The Twelve Strikes of Doomsday Death Knell is not even the final form of the Doomsday Bell.

He had already comprehended the Twenty-Four Bells.

However, just these Twelve Strikes of Doomsday Death Knell were enough to intimidate this group of arrogant Sanctuary Guardians.

Actually, even if Wang Dadong wanted to use the Twenty-Four Bells of Doomsday Death Knell, he couldn’t, because his Inner Strength hadn’t fully recovered to its peak.

To unleash the Twenty-Four Bells of Doomsday Death Knell, his Essence, Qi, and Spirit must all be at peak state; otherwise, it is unattainable.

"It seems you truly are Hell’s Death Knell."

"Without a doubt."

Everyone became more amiable.

Only Mufeng looked a bit pale.

The other Battle Saints knew Wang Dadong was formidable, but he was the only one who had personally experienced that terror.

Wang Dadong’s strength might be countless times more terrifying than what they saw.

This is the difference between having strength and not having it.

If Wang Dadong were at a disadvantage against Mufeng, these Battle Saints wouldn’t wear such pleasant expressions.

There was even a possibility they might have directly attacked and killed them both.

The Battle Saints dispersed, and Wang Dadong, Qin Xue, and Mu Jin returned to Jinyu Hall again.

"Death Knell..."

"No need to call me Death Knell, just call me Wang Dadong." Wang Dadong nodded at Mu Jin.

"Alright, Wang Dadong, I have spoken with some familiar Battle Saints, and they will lower the standards of the test for you. You shouldn’t have too much difficulty passing." Mu Jin said.

"Thank you very much, Elder Mu." Wang Dadong cupped his hands together.

Mu Jin shook his head and said, "There’s no need to thank me. Even if their standards have been drastically lowered, it is still quite difficult."

For some reason, at this moment, Mu Jin found himself hoping Wang Dadong could pass the Battle Saint’s test.

Perhaps it’s because Wang Dadong is too powerful, and hoping he could obtain the Ten Thousand Year Frost and leave sooner.

After all, from Wang Dadong’s attitude towards Qin Xue, it can be seen that even if he doesn’t pass the test of the nine Battle Saints, he will still find a way to obtain the Ten Thousand Year Frost.

If he can’t get the Ten Thousand Year Frost, Wang Dadong certainly won’t leave Snow Mountain.

"Even so, I’m very grateful." Wang Dadong didn’t entirely place his hopes on Mu Jin.

"Alright, this is where the nine Battle Saints reside. You can start the test from tomorrow." Mu Jin handed a map to Wang Dadong.

"What do these two crosses mean?" Wang Dadong looked at the map and found two places marked with a cross.

Mu Jin pointed at one cross and said, "This is Elder Ming’s Ming Shang Temple."

Then pointing to the other cross, "This is Elder Fei Shuang’s Fei Shuang Temple. The Guardians of these two temples are not on the Snow Mountain."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dadong’s face changed drastically, "Not on the Snow Mountain? Then how do I pass their tests?"