Legend of the Asura

The players representing Huaxia finally came in and all the Huaxia audiences finally took a sigh of relief. But the appearance of the depression was a big surprise for the representatives of other countries, as well as for countless audiences off the field. Because, of course, everyone assumes that Hua Xia's war is necessarily Hua Luo of the Mighty World. And this guy, except for a handful of Huaxia players, nobody knows.

Most players only remember his title, and few will remember what he looks like.

Where's Shura? Did you come with him... Huaxia people watching the live broadcast waited anxiously, and then at this moment, the venue sounded a flimsy tone: “… It is 9 a.m., the First World Martial Arts Congress officially begins, Canada has no players to enter, deemed abstention, disqualification, North Korea has no players to enter, deemed abstention, disqualification, Vietnam...”

The system tone lasted for a long time, reporting the names of more than a hundred countries, all of which… abstained!

Only forty-three battlefields, more than eighty people in all, actually came to the competition.

Why do so many countries abstain from such a race? Xiao Tian frowned a little, and immediately thought of the reason, and the inner part of it was raised more and more.

Yourself, instead of the boss, became the target, Xiao Tian shook his head and walked forward resolutely.

“Brother, why have so many countries abstained? Are they not confident or something? It shouldn't be... didn't you understand to destroy your country's authority?” Sitting beside the TV, Xuanlan asked in shock.

Xuanxuan shook his head and said with a heavy face: "Brother, you are wrong, it is not that they do not want to come to the competition, but that they do not dare. This game is no longer a simple one. If I win Huaxia, I will be the world's most powerful country in ten years, and I will remember Huaxia for helping those six countries in the competition. Likewise, if I lose Huaxia, those who tend to play Huaxia will surely be repressed by the six countries. So they won't come easily unless they have a firm stand. The right choice must be ‘promoted', and the wrong choice will be followed. Failure to compete can at least be neutral. ”

Xuanlan suddenly said: “So most of those present today are competing on behalf of the national position? ”

“Yes, not all of them, but most of them are, and...”

“And mostly against me, Warsaw!” Xuanlan said with outrage. The names of those countries alone would not hesitate to confirm their position. Few of the countries that normally benefited from the innumerable bounty of the Chinese Summer Nation were present. Perhaps they will only think of Hua Xia when they need it, and when Hua Xia faces a strong enemy, they will forget Hua Xia's bounty and become a shrinking turtle who is only afraid to be affected.

Xuanxuan sighed heavily, helplessly saying: “This is not surprising. After all, which of the six countries Huaxia is facing is not the world's superpower, but the current first power, the United States, and these countries have countless players in the war zone. Although Shura is recognized as the world's number one player in Huaxia, this is not the case in other war zones. We in Huaxia have witnessed the strength of Shura, while America has witnessed the strength of the werewolf gods, England has witnessed the strength of the cold ice assassins, and France has witnessed the strength of the blood-sucking counts… in their eyes, they are the first in the world. It is perfectly normal for a country to make such a choice for six countries. Moreover, which of these countries is not a ‘friend' or even a 'subsidiary' of these six countries. ”

“What about Brother Shuro? Why didn't he show up? Why is Brother Xiao alone? Is this... Brother Shuro not participating in this competition? ”

He asked questions that all Huaxias wanted to know. When the tone announces the start of the game, the tense Chinese summer has begun to stir up, and some irritable people have even begun to curse.

“No, don't forget, Shura, he's a dragon family man, and there's no reason not to fight. Maybe he's just coming in later. Remember, the rules do not allow any of the players to be late. In fact, the limitations of the game can be summed up simply as follows: if there is no player from a country on the field of the match or all players from that country present lose the battle, then the country is out. So, as long as Xiaotian doesn't leave or lose the battle, Shura can be there at any time! ”

Xuanlan's face was still puzzled: “Will that be the case? Is it Brother Huo who doesn't want to play right now, is watching the game downstairs until Brother Xiao is about to lose? ”

Xuanxuan shocked the clouds for a moment and shook his head slightly. "Maybe. ”

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After the rules of the game were read out again, the game finally officially started. There was no gorgeous ceremony, no grand opening remarks and introductions, not even a real host, but the competition had the largest audience in history and received the greatest attention.

“… the First World Martial Arts Congress is now officially launched. All players in the field will not be able to communicate with the outside world during the match. First, the system randomly selects a contestant to take the stage as the first challenged person...”

The originally dull scene also suddenly became nervous, Xiao Tian's face was calm, but his heart had hung high. The first one chosen to take the stage was undoubtedly the most unlucky one, because if he wanted to win, he must not be defeated by anyone.

“The results are now available. The first to take the stage was the ‘Cathedral Bishop' Divine Surrender - the No. 1 contestant from the Maldives. ”

The tone drops, and most of the countless viewers, both live and watching the game, are relieved. There are no seats on the field, no range of action assigned to the players, and the players participating in the competition are scattered under the stage. At this point, in a blind corner, a man with a wide gray robe slowly came to the high stage, a middle-aged man who looked about forty years old and should be the oldest of all the contestants. His head was slightly drooping, his eyes were not oblique, and his face had no expression of tension or dissatisfaction.

“Wilder, do you have any information on this man? ”

On the east side of the arena, a man with a Volkswagen West hole plays with the blue knife in his hand, asking carelessly.

“The divine surrender, in reality named Nash, comes from the Maldives and is one of the few neutral nations, and his purpose in this visit is simply to compete. He is the only person in the Maldives with a hidden profession, and although it is a profession dominated by aids and curses, he has undoubtedly become the leading fighter in the war zone of the Maldives and even the idol of the whole people. Not only because of his strength, but also because his real world is the archbishop of the State Church of Maldives * * *.” The man who was called Wilder explained it carefully, but immediately turned his back: “Dear Wilcotts, it's just a small country with a population of over 300,000, and I don't think there's any real mastery, let alone a hidden profession in the auxiliary category. ”

These are the top tens of millions, if not hundreds of millions, of players who are qualified to disdain their opponents from these small countries.

Wilcotts glanced at the idle middle-aged man on stage and said softly: "Wilder, don't underestimate any of your opponents. ”

Wilder stalled, didn't talk.

“Hua Xia Shuro wasn't there... tell me about the Hua Xia man, who I knew nothing about but Hua Xia and the Gods.” Wilcotts turned the ice knife in his hand, not that he knew nothing, but that he didn't want to know.

“Xiaotian sword, professional in the pursuit of the Star Sword Saint, fifth place in the Huaxia Martial Arts Congress. Realistic information…” Wilderton shook his head for a moment: “Can't find out. ”

“Oh? Hua Xia actually let the 5th man join the war? How strong is he? ”

“He is fast and skilled, but his attributes are not high according to the data. But he has a very powerful trick. This trick even brought him to the end with the god of killing. ”

“How is it compared to you? ”

“I am not absolutely sure to beat him, and if I match him, I win by five or five. But if it comes down to you, I love Wilcotts-- he doesn't have a chance. Is your name" Cold Ice Assassin "shaken by a little" Swordchaser "? ”

Wilcotts lowered his head and did not speak. The ice knife on the palm of the hand, only a dozen centimetres long, spins rapidly with a tingling chill.

Another corner.

“William, Hurricane Hurricane hasn't arrived, and it seems you're frustrated with the idea of defeating Hurricane.” A man with brown hair said that on his right hand side, was a tall, blonde man. Blonde hair is common in western countries, but it is rare for a hair like his to tend to be pure golden. His hair reflects glittering golden light in the light, releasing a noble and king-like atmosphere invisibly.

Lycan, his name is unknown in the West, just as Shura's name is unknown in the East.

“It doesn't matter. It's said that the border will open in a month, and I always have a chance to fight him. All we have to do is finish the job this time.” William glanced at Xiao Tian in the distance and looked at the table again: “That's a neutral player, strength... hum, here it is only fitted as a mattress. Wells, let Dong Ying's waste be solved, then..."