The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 1115 Isn't this a heartwarming gift?

Zhao Feiyu's face suddenly darkened.

What does it mean to hate Lin Chen but can't get rid of him?

That's so despicable.

Zhao Feiyu clenched his fist, instinctively wanting to strike Lin Chen, but Lin Chen casually said, "I wonder if there are any rules in the Ghost Tower prohibiting attacks on other adventurers..."

Zhao Feiyu gritted his teeth, loosened his fist, ignored Lin Chen, and walked quickly forward with his head down.

Bitch!

I'll kill you sooner or later!
Lin Chen watched Zhao Feiyu speed forward, a sly smile playing on his lips.

If we can't kill him, it'll be fun to mock him and see him get angry and embarrassed.

As for whether or not to offend someone, is that even a question?
If he had the chance to kill him, he would not hesitate for a second. Since that was the case, he would enjoy himself first, even if it was just words.

Besides, with the Emperor's Seal in hand and immortals by my side, why would I be afraid of a mere Nascent Soul cultivator with a naturally formed Dao body?
He probably killed fewer Void Realm experts than I did.

Who is afraid of whom?

Lin Chen strode forward.

The illusions continued to assail him, growing ever more intense, but Lin Chen seemed oblivious, continuing to walk straight ahead.

Lin Chen and Zhao Feiyu were both fast, quickly ascending the Heavenly Ladder and constantly overtaking the people who were originally on it.

Those who were overtaken on the ladder were dumbfounded as they watched the two moving with incredible speed.

Are neither of these two guys affected by hallucinations?

Didn't they feel immense pressure?
Running so fast?

Who is this?
So incredibly talented?
The two of them made their way straight to the platform at the top of the ladder, where the pressure suddenly disappeared.

Lin Chen's face was flushed, with a few beads of sweat on his forehead, while Zhao Feiyu's face was completely red, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his clothes were soaked through. He was breathing heavily, looking extremely tired.

Lin Chen chuckled and said, "Looks like you're exhausted. This is only the first hurdle. What are you going to do next? Why don't you take a break? After all, the rules don't specify a time limit or prohibit resting..."

Zhao Feiyu snorted coldly, ignored Lin Chen, sat down cross-legged, put a pill in his mouth, and closed his eyes.

He knew Lin Chen could be incredibly irritating, and most importantly, he couldn't do anything about it, so he decided to ignore him.

If I can defeat him in this challenge, and even become the one destined for the entire Ghost Tower, then I will have plenty of opportunities to mock him back.

Lin Chen deliberately provoked Zhao Feiyu, hoping to get him to continue the challenge, but seeing that he wasn't fooled, he chuckled and said nothing more.

His condition wasn't greatly affected, so he didn't bother to recover and simply stepped into the light portal next to him, preparing to enter the next level.

Lin Chen's vision blurred, and the scene before him suddenly changed completely.

He found himself in a canyon, and opposite him stood a slightly indistinct figure. Before him, a flying sword, gleaming coldly, hurtled towards him. "Holy crap, so direct?"
Is this the second level?

Lin Chen drew his Three Provinces Sword and charged towards his opponent.

The figure was dressed as a cultivator and appeared to be a man, but his face was not clearly visible.

As the flying sword approached Lin Chen, Lin Chen's Three Provinces Sword accurately deflected it, and then he moved forward rapidly, quickly closing in on the figure.

The figure was also very fast, quickly moving to create distance between himself and Lin Chen, while also throwing out a shield.

This combat mode is no different from that of a real person.

Lin Chen muttered to himself, took a step forward, and Dao patterns flashed, instantly appearing beside the man. He then slashed down with the Three Provinces Sword.

Caught off guard, the man's shield was instantly shattered by the Three Provinces Sword, turning into countless points of light.

The sword light continued to slash down, its energy flowing like a long river, instantly striking the retreating figure of light and shadow.

The light and shadow shattered, turning into specks of light and disappearing.

Lin Chen sheathed his sword. Did that mean he had passed the second trial?

A portal of light appeared out of nowhere on the open ground of the canyon, clearly leading to the next level.

Without hesitation, Lin Chen stepped directly into the portal.

cold!
As soon as Lin Chen stepped out of the portal, he felt the biting cold. Looking up, he found himself in a world of ice and snow, with a fierce wind blowing and everything frozen in the distance.

Zhu Yao encountered the Valley of Flames, while he himself encountered the Frozen Lands.

This can't stump me, can it?

Lin Chen casually summoned the Snow Dragon Leopard King; this guy really loves this kind of extremely cold weather.

The colder the weather, the more unruly it becomes, and the stronger its fighting power.

Lin Chen sat on the Snow Dragon Leopard King, which then ran forward along the frozen canyon.

The temperature dropped lower and lower, and ice began to form on Lin Chen's body. The extremely cold fog seemed to have a life of its own, enveloping Lin Chen.

Lin Chen took out the Water-Fire Mirror, and with a sweep of water light, all the extremely cold mist was absorbed into the Water-Fire Mirror and transformed into pure spiritual energy.

The Snow Dragon Leopard King sped along, and when it burst out of the valley, it was full of energy. Lin Chen, on the other hand, put away the Water-Fire Mirror with a satisfied expression.

Fully charged, brimming with spiritual energy!
Lin Chen thought about Zhu Yao's loud laughter earlier and felt like laughing himself.

Isn't this just giving yourself a freebie?

Or how about another wave of Flame Valley?

(End of this chapter)