Legend of the Asura

Still black, black armor, gold sword, the only difference is that the iconic pale gold cape is missing, replaced by eight pairs of red bone pricks standing on the back, adding a touch of killing and bloodlust.

The news of Shura's return spread in the arena at an extremely rapid rate, throughout Huaxia and even around the world.

Weird. You stood still for half a day before standing up from the ground in a hurry. He stared at his opponent suddenly in front of him and didn't react for half a day. The mighty Shura returned, and stood before him in earnest, becoming his opponent.

The cluttered sound was cut out of his ears, his eyes swept away, and the wonderful expression on the faces of several people entered his eyes, revealing sarcasm in the corners of his mouth. He smiled only when he landed on Feng Yao and Xiao Tian.

Even if he was strong enough to be the “pervert” strong in the eyes of ordinary people, he never took the initiative to confront any of the big gangs, even if some of them were hated. Because he knows he can't. But now he can really be arrogant!

The Tianlong Arena is incredible and the arena is equally vast. The table is flat and stiff. It is about 100 meters long and is fully adequate for archer runs and magician's transients, as well as for the implementation of various other strategies.

The glance glanced at the opposite face of the stiff opponent, the gold sword in the wind slowly lifted, Shura's faint eyes looked at the ground, even lazy to look at him again. Though he is strong among ordinary players, in front of himself… even sitting there won't hurt him at all for three days and three nights.

“Ding, your friend 'Universe Invincible Baby' is online. ”

The ears were still noisy and countless strange eyes locked themselves firmly as if they wanted to see if they were really Shuro. The wind finally raised its head and glanced at the man with half his eyes. "Sorry, my baby is here, we have to fight fast. ”

Without any fancy action, the wind rushed straight up with a sword, but this simplest action is still “fast and fierce" in the eyes of ordinary people, weird and strong. You just summoned your pet "weird and strong first," and it has been smashed by a face-to-face blow.

“Ding! Player ‘Shuro’ wins by +3 points and currently has 3 points. ”

“Alas, such an adversary...” The wind shook his head helplessly, retracted his sword, lazy enough to wait for the system to send him out, more lazy enough to look at the loud audience, made a gesture to Fengyao and Xiaotian, then left the arena directly with the “infinite space door” and returned to the baby.

The damage caused by Shu Luo's brutal blow shook everyone's eyes, and the hearts of the wind and clouds of heaven twitched. Because that casual blow caused more than 18,000 injuries, which are hard to beat by average players of the same level, and this is still the case without a critical blow.

He's stronger than ever! True strength returns! Tiansha Fengyun punched him in the seat.

“Well... Brother Shu Luo, my mother has been so strange these past few days, she hasn't even called me to wake up, so I'm getting up late. ”

The baby held his hand and the little face of the pink sculpture fainted with excitement, and suddenly her expression flashed a little surprise, followed by a sign with the number in her hand.

“Baby, is this your next game?” The wind asked softly. Baby's number plate number is 066666, which is a number that is so girly that it can no longer be girly. This seems to be a teenage girl who will always be in heaven's care.

“Well... hee hee hee, just in time, Brother Shuro is going to cheer me up.” The baby laughed and shook the number tag in his hand. Everything was unconscious and she didn't know that he was no longer yesterday's. Overnight, his strength has changed dramatically.

“Of course, I'll keep an eye on the baby. Go.” The wind grabbed her little face and almost couldn't reside on her face to kiss her.

The baby's game venue was also on the fifth, and the bustling audience calmed down for a moment when that tiny, innocent, beautiful figure appeared on the stage with an extraordinarily vulgar character.

Sacred cute princess dress, floating cute skirt, princess shoes with crystalline jewels, like a white bow dancing, all add to her ultimate cuteness and mystery.

This is a wonderful elf that should not exist in the world of dust. Almost everyone's eyes were on her, and her name was unknown to all - the magic cannon girl by Shuro, of recognized horror class, who had killed 3,000 people a second, a scene deeply indelible to everyone.

The wind, dressed in a low profile, appeared beside Xiao Tian's seat and looked at her with a smile at the corner of her mouth. There is no fear in my heart. No one knows more about the baby's strength than he does. Even if she didn't do it herself, that sick little butterfly would be enough for everyone to drink a pot.

The divine archer across the street had a very strong name, called the world's first arrow, and he struggled to break out of the elf-like charm of his baby, and his scalp began to numb. He never thought his first game would be against this magic cannon girl who was even more horrible than Shuro.

Time did not allow him to think that he had backed off quickly before the game started, pulling a distance of about 30 meters. The baby didn't move at all, and his eyes under the little butterfly mask kept peeking at the shadow in the front of the audience. Although he changed into a very ordinary outfit, she recognized him at a glance.

With the "Game Begins” tone, the light of various assistive skills flashed frequently on the first arrow in the sky, and a Grade 7 pet falcon was summoned by him to fly to the baby to attract her attention and attack, while the golden bow in his hand was pulled apart for the first time, and the “flying geese" of the shooter was accompanied by a slight geese sound.

The archer has reached a range of 30 meters after two turns, but this range is in front of the baby...

“Hee-hee, brother, I'm sorry. ”

The arrow in front of her has completely dissipated due to the excessive fear of the first arrow causing him to stand a little far away and the baby to retract lightly by two steps. The white light flashed in her hand, and with the cries of countless people, almost no one knew that the magic gun appeared in her small hand, a bullet 15 cm in diameter whistling out.

Fifty meters straight through, killing the little falcon that was flying towards her. Some of the first arrows in the world that could not open their eyes were hit so hard that more than half of their lives were lost, while countless small stars appeared on their heads. It was then emptied of life by the same "Holy Light Shock" that followed.

Five seconds, game over. It was an unexpected result for no one, but it was still quite a shock. But just for five seconds, almost everyone outside the field switched to number five, and the baby never knew how popular she was, and she wouldn't care.

Still naive on her face, but with a charming sweet smile, she waved her little fist at a spot in the audience, and was sent out, not knowing that her move had left countless people out of control.

“Young master, she's amazing.” Uncle Wang looked at the big screen in front of him and couldn't help but admire it.

Longwei was silent and looked forward as well, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

At the end of the third game, Chen Bing-er grabbed a wooden medal and muttered: “It's my turn. ”

“Sister Ice, come on.” Yang Xi smiled with encouragement. Her name has become the affectionate “Ice Sister”, and Chen Bing-er always has a minimal mild expression in front of her. When she gave up her life to save the wind, she completely accepted her heart.

It may be fate, it may be fate, Chen Binger's playing field, still number five.

When Chen Icer appeared on the field, the scene burst out with the same noise as the baby appeared, the strange blue hair blue eyes, the strange ice crystal coat and the seemingly endless drifting water spirit, and the beauty to the suffocating look and cold temperament, it was deeply shocking.

“She... who is she? ”

“Why isn't she on the leaderboard? ”

“My God, the hair is blue... is it NPC? A fairy? ”

“... such a super beautiful woman should be famous, why haven't you heard of her...”

……

The look of the wind completely solidified, and watched Chen Binger, who had changed dramatically on the field, for a long time had not returned to God.

“Is she... Icey?” The wind looked straight at the blue figure and the voice was a little harsh.