The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 743 - 645: I Really Am a Martial Artist!

"That's right, it's definitely Beating the Bull from Afar."

Yang Tian lazily smiled.

"Is it really Beating the Bull from Afar?"

"Isn't this a move from martial arts novels?"

"I don't believe such a move exists in modern scientific society; he must be bluffing!"

The crowd discussed this and began to doubt Yang Tian's words.

Meanwhile, the group of bodyguards stood there stiffly, casting skeptical glances at Yang Tian.

"What are you standing there for? Go kill him!"

Zhou Quan was displeased and stepped forward, kicking one of the bodyguards.

The bodyguard didn't dare to slow down, let out a low roar, and charged at Yang Tian.

"You're not afraid?" Yang Tian was quite helpless, he waved his hand, and a Soul-Breath Divine Talisman appeared. As the bodyguard rushed forward, Yang Tian waved his hand, and the Soul Divine Talisman landed on the bodyguard with a smack: "Let me show you my power!"

Smack!

The bodyguard fell to the ground, motionless, as if his pressure points had been hit.

"Wang, what's going on? Why are you lying on the ground?"

The bodyguards who were ready to charge were startled by Wang's appearance, and each was stunned in place.

But Wang on the ground lay there silently, staring blankly.

"See that? It's Soul-Breathing, he's immobilized now."

Yang Tian lazily laughed.

"What, is there really Soul-Breathing?"

"Is he really a Martial Arts Master?"

"Are his words really true?"

The crowd looked at each other, eyes full of doubt.

"Just go! Anyone who doesn't I'll fire today!"

Zhou Quan shouted fiercely.

This frightened the bodyguards because their jobs were important. Staying with the Zhou Family was easy money, with a monthly income over ten thousand. If fired, where would they find such a lucrative job?

Thinking this, the bodyguards surrounded Yang Tian.

"I will lock your souls, are you really not afraid?"

Yang Tian lazily asked again.

"Kill him!"

Everyone yelled fiercely, driving away the inner fear and bolstering their courage, then charged at Yang Tian, but suddenly, an astonishing event occurred. Wang, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly got up with a roar.

For a moment, the charging bodyguards stopped.

"What is going on?"

"Why did Wang get up again?"

"Could he have just knocked himself out?"

The crowd exchanged glances, looking at Yang Tian with eyes full of mockery: "You're bluffing, Wang just fell over himself, talking about Soul Lock? I spat, he's just a Divine Rod!"

"Divine Rod?"

Yang Tian stroked his chin.

He, a dignified cultivator, was called a Divine Rod?

"Yes, he's definitely a Divine Rod!"

Even the surrounding crowd couldn't help but coldly mock.

"Just boasting he could Soul Lock, just acting pretentious!"

"I almost believed him, he's just an idiot!"

"He's not an idiot, just a freeloading Divine Rod!"

A chorus of reprimands arose.

Yang Tian was quite helpless, he had to explain: "He really was soul-locked by me, and the reason he can get up is because I want him to fight against you. I don't want to deal with you, if other cultivators knew, they'd say I'm bullying weaklings."

"You're acting pretentious again?"

"Failed once, trying again?"

"How ridiculous!"

Even the bodyguards mockingly looked at Yang Tian: "Wang is one of us, you want to turn him against us? You're just a Divine Rod!"

Just then.

Wang's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light, he let out a low roar, and swung a heavy punch at the nearest bodyguard.

Boom!

After a thunderous noise.

The bodyguard was knocked heavily away, landing only after flying over ten meters, barely stopping on the ground, but taking more air out than in.

"Good heavens!"

The crowd instinctively looked at Wang.

"What's going on, did Wang really switch to Yang Tian's side?"

"That's absolutely impossible, Wang is one of us!"

"Then why did Wang's punch send Little Vault flying? That's not Wang's usual strength!"

"That definitely isn't Wang's strength!"

"So, Wang really became stronger because of Yang Tian?"

They stared at Yang Tian intently.

Even the bystanders froze, gazing at Yang Tian as if they were seeing an alien.

"Why are you standing around?" Zhou Quan was in an utter rage, he rushed forward to slap Wang: "I asked you to teach Yang Tian a lesson, and you hit one of our own? Quit pretending in front of me, I never believe in any strong ones!"

As he spoke, Zhou Quan aimed another slap at Wang's face.

But just then, Wang's eyes flashed fiercely.

He swung a punch at Zhou Quan's face.

Boom!

Zhou Quan flew back, painfully got up, and pulled out his phone: "Yang Tian, you're dead... I'll clean you out today..."

As he spoke, he was about to make a call.

At this moment, Wu Yue saw Zhou Quan was calling for people, and suddenly said: "You better not call for anyone else because Yang Tian isn't someone you can afford to offend. He's Chen Family member Chen Ming's grandson, preparing to inherit the Chen Clan Leader position..."

"What?!!"

All the surrounding bodyguards gasped.

Even Zhou Quan was shocked, but then he firmly said: "I know Chen Ming, but there's never been any grandson named Yang Tian, you're still pretending? I'll clean this place soon..."

Saying this, Zhou Quan made the call...