Legend of the Asura

“Because she has a body of ice, she doesn't need a profession! ”

Seeing the uncertainty of the wind, the water heaven patiently explains: "She possesses the legendary body of extreme ice, with unlimited perception and manipulation of water beyond the limits of ordinary people. All water magic can easily be achieved in her hands. In other words, as long as her extreme ice power is sufficient, as long as she wishes, there is no water system skill she cannot carry out. Even she can create her own water system skills of all kinds. Professional, she doesn't need it at all. Now this basic water witch profession is enough. Hiding her career may in some ways restrict her ability to develop. ”

The wind flashed with surprise, "Turns out the body of extreme ice has such a powerful ability.” He raised his thumb to Chen Binger with comfort. Now he is increasingly looking forward to her future development.

The waves and fluctuations in the watery dome, his heart is very clear, the legendary body of extreme ice, was born only by robbery. Its appearance may not be a good thing.

“Water is the source of ice, and ice is the source of water. Don't think that the body of extreme ice can only manipulate the ice. One day, her ability to manipulate water elements will greatly exceed mine. Perhaps when she is fully awakened by the power of the extreme ice, she will become the second human being of the heavenly dragon mainland, after the goddess of the heavenly dragon. ”

“My Polar Ice Sword was given to this doll, and her abilities may awaken slowly as she improves. Let's try... nothing else. I'll go first, it's time to go to my hometown of Ice City. ”

Thinking of the city of ice and snow 50,000 years apart, and the people who haven't seen each other, the old face of the water dome shows a little color, I don't know how to face them.

Say hello to the glittering man of the water dome Lilitso. The wind looked at Chen Binger with no change in her face and walked over and grabbed her hands: “Do you hear me? You have almost terrible potential. It won't take long, and my ice will definitely go far beyond her father. ”

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When Shura came to power, there was no cry. He only gave the impression of being arrogant, powerful and mysterious. And the ruthless tactics he had shown before made people understand his crazy and harsh side. Kicking the crying blood without remembrance, fanning the death of the heavenly wind cloud, both of them are the masters of the gang, scolding the character of "The Round", but he was mercilessly abused. Though he was calm on the stage, he made them feel a little scared. And in his eyes, more hatred. Shura's enemies, too.

The victory of this match does not seem suspenseful, but it still attracts the attention of the whole of Huaxia and even the world. For some countries, however, their interest in the match exceeded even their own finals.

For example, Tokugawa Onito.

A delightful sip of refreshing tea was swallowed. Tokugawa Ichino placed the cup on the table in his hand and looked at the screen in front of him with a scorching smile in his mouth. He seemed to have seen Longwei's face become extremely ugly.

A good show was about to start in front of him, and he was lazy to watch the game in his country's war zone. Because he believed Blood Cherry could easily take the game without any suspense.

“Very proud?” Looking at the little knife across the street in black, the look on the face of the wind is obvious disrespect. As if in his eyes, the knife was just a little crawler who could squeeze round and squeeze at will.

Although his face was covered by a black mask, it was not hard to see from his fierce and insidious eyes that he must have smiled with a smile.

“hey... hey hey hey...”

The gloomy, obscure laughter made the wind frown and confirmed the idea in his heart.

“Shura… cherish the pride of the last few minutes. Because you'll soon be beneath me and become my famous stepping stone. Hey hey...”

Nobody heard what they were saying. A short sentence leaves the wind no longer in doubt. That apparently obscure language made him understand that his assumptions might have become a reality. Though he preferred his earlier guess to be wrong.

With a cold hum in his nose, he looked at the knife full of pity and shook his head in silence: “Huh... sad clown. In my hands. I have to say, the greatest sadness of your life. ”

Dozens of cold eyes outside the arena frequently shot at him, containing an uncovered contempt. Windy Eyes: Do you really think you're already holding the ticket?

“Boss, there seems to be something wrong with the atmosphere. The people of the Soul Destroyer Gang...” Xiao Tian whispered cautiously to the wind.

“That's right, unfortunately, our previous guess was met. At least 99% of this little knife could be Dong Ying, and I'd like to see how these jumping clowns are going to toss it. ”

Xiao Xiao's breath suddenly hurried, sweeping the eyes of the Destroyer Gang full of hatred. His level and location are far more hateful towards the Dong Yi than the average person.

A second later, the system tone of the ears finally came from above the arena.

“Ding! Good afternoon to all the players on the field and all the players who followed the game. The final round of the Huaxia Warfare Zone of the First Martial Arts Congress is about to begin. The finalists are Shura, the professional player of Shura, and the professional knife of the money assassin! Please prepare the two players. ”

Twenty meters apart, the two of them stood up against each other on the arena with a strange and consistent expression on both faces - a sneer.

The arena is completely quiet. Most people smell something unusual. In the face of Shura, who showed overwhelming strength and ruthless tactics in previous games, the knife had no intention of retreating or worrying. It's either that or he's crazy. Either… he has the ability to resist or even overwhelm Shura. Thinking about the semi-finals, when the souls voluntarily abandoned the game, people became more convinced that it might not be the same as expected.

“… this competition will determine the overall championship of the Huaxia War Zone, the winner of which will receive the only national weapon of the Huaxia War Zone: the Dragon Medal representing Huaxia's national authority. ”

…………

Guo Wei!?

The "buzz” sounded like the whole arena was blown up, and the exaggerated voice almost completely submerged the system tone. Countless envious and jealous eyes cast at the two people on the stage. And those with powerful powers, the jealousy in their eyes is so strong that they burn their whole bodies.

What is a national weapon? That's a national artifact! It represents the prestige, the strength and the dignity of a nation, or even the symbol of a nation. In the Round, each country had only one national weapon, to what extent it was so powerful that no one knew and no one dared to guess. Even with impunity, when the word "national weapon” is heard, there is obvious fanaticism in the eyes.

And the knife, the greed and excitement of that moment, almost stained his eyes red, as if this national weapon was about to become something in his pocket.

“The game starts counting down, ten... nine... eight... seven... six...”

“Let the game begin!!! ”

The arena became quiet immediately and all attention was focused on the stage in front of it. They are in a completely different mood to watch the game at this time, because today's winners will get the weapons they dare not even dream about!

Perhaps because of Shura's sudden onslaught, the knife retreated at the moment of the "start of the game" prompt sound, and a raging laugh was made: “Hahahahahahahahahahaha, Shura, you are ready to die! ”

The thrill of laughter runs through the scene, and the contempt is clearly felt by all watchers around the world. People saw a dramatic change in his eyes. This man is either mad or possessed.

The wind squeezed its eyes as if watching a clown perform funny: “I don't really like listening to dogs bark, especially when you're a donkey dog that's been shrinking all day in my Warsaw. ”

The sound is not loud, but clearly passes into everyone's ears. For a while, the arena, which had just quieted down, started to make a scene again. Because what Shura was saying was clearly... Dongxiao!! Three words, as if Ben had dropped three boulders on a less calm lake, stirred up a lot of waves all over China.

“Is that little knife Dongxiao? ”

“It's possible, it's really possible, listen to what he just said...”

“Is it psychological tactics? No... it can't be true? Shura shouldn't be a yellow person, and in front of so many people..."

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Longwei looked forward to the colour of the god in a flash, staring dead at the knife on the stage, silently said: “Uncle Wang, what is this knife coming from? Is it true that Shura said he was a Dongyuan? ”

Uncle Wang shook his head: “I don't know. I only know this man is a second-in-command of the Extinction. I never cared about it before because it was usually low-key and almost unheard of. ”

Longwei was silent. If he was truly a Dongxian... the Martial Arts Congress in the Warsaw Warrior Warrior Warrior Warrior, he would have let a Dongxian enter the final. Whatever the outcome of the match, it was a great irony. Moreover, looking at the performance of the knife, it seems that there is a certain certainty that Shura will prevail. If he really wins, the consequences will be unthinkable.

Shura, be sure to defeat him, and defeat him overwhelmingly.

Wait... Longwei suddenly tightened his heart and asked coldly: "If the knife is truly a Dongxian, then this organization called" The Endangered Gang "...”

“I'm sending someone to investigate in this direction. ”

At the moment of turning away, Uncle Wang's face revealed an extremely complex and divine color, but none of this was seen at all by Longwei.

(Shura... will you win? Ha-ha-ha...)