Legend of the Asura

“Challenger: # 2 contestant from Dongxiang, Mount 'Shinobi' | Main Road; Challenged Party; # 1 contestant from the Maldives, 'Bishop of the Basilica’, the divine surrender, the match begins! ”

The quiet scene was quieter from time to time, and few of the top players under the stage showed much interest in this first game, while the world audience watching the live broadcast was full of tension and anticipation. The exaggerated gasoline sounds of Dongyuan are heard clearly in the streets of nobody.

Mountain | The main road stood on the stage and glanced at God with obvious disdain, seemingly disdain to compete with a man with a secondary profession. Though he doesn't count as a fart in front of Shura, "invincible” accustomed to his habitual arrogance and arrogance in the face of others.

The divine surrender is the exact opposite. He stands solemnly, positively, facing forward, and then bows slightly in salute: "Hello friends from the kingdom of Donghuan, allow me to pray for twenty seconds before the race to glorify the peace and tranquillity that Allah has brought to us...”

He is a devout * * * believer who lives by obedience and faith in Allah, the supreme dominion of the Universe, and his will. Respect for one's faith is the most basic morality of human beings, but in front of the world, Mountain | Main Road still naked shows the inferiority of the Dongxian people, he snorted and said with disdain: “Cut the crap, I don't have time to hear you pray for that shit Allah, if you don't want to fight, get off the stage. ”

The players at the bottom of the stage frowned and looked at the mountain | The eyes of the real world began to shift from bland to disdainful. And * * * as one of the three major religions of the world, its followers are all over the world, the mountains | do not know how many people have been offended by one word of their own, and countless outrages are ringing in all corners of the world.

No matter how brilliant his game is today, because of his words, he has come to the fury of the faithful and the ridicule of countless people, whose names will certainly stink.

The parties, however, were not aware.

God stood still for a moment and then his face changed dramatically. For his most devout followers, others could threaten his life, but never insult his faith. He held his hands together and looked at each other angrily, muttering: "Allah, the True God, will punish you. ”

Mountain | "Brush” pulls out the ink knife on his back and shakes it with arrogance: "Don't mention your Allah in front of me, he is a god in your hearts, he is a piece of shit here with me... Now get off the stage.” He held the knife with his hands and his body rushed forward...

A word of refueling on the fire instantly raised the anger of God to the extreme. He looked at the arrogant man who rushed towards him. He cried out: "Those who desecrate Allah, the true God, will surely be subjected to the most vicious curse in the world...”

Downstairs, French "Bloodsucking Count” Al? La Francisco snorted: "Waste is waste. He has lost. ”

“Indeed, a man who does not have enough strength but despises his enemies so much will never have a good ending, and within a minute he will surely fail.” A man in a tight suit walked behind him and said indifferently.

Al Lafaran flanked his face and shouted exaggerated: "OH! Isn't that my dear Lord Wilcotts, you did come here. I didn't expect to see you for the second time so soon after the Palace of England gathered three years ago.” He said as he opened his arms for a hug.

“Cold Ice Assassin," Wilcotts stretched out his right hand, holding the ice knife exactly where he was in his heart: he said coldly, "Put your passion away, I don't like to be in contact with men very much. Well, I hear you're the number one in Europe, so be prepared to give me that title in today's game. ”

Al Lafaran took a few steps backwards with a grudge on his face, then stalled and muttered, “What a man who doesn't understand. But you know, I've never lost to anyone in either world. ”

“Really?” Wilcotts whispered.

Al Lafaran picked his eyebrows, and hey smiled: "My dear Lord Wilcotts, it doesn't seem appropriate to talk about this with our many years of friendship… I think we can talk about some interesting things like… the ugly toad on the stage. ”

Wilcotts glanced at the stage and stood still.

The surrender of the god is still a calm face with no gaze, while the mountain | main road is gone, and there is an extra toad on the stage that is dangling desperately.

Al Lafaran glanced at most of the lazy people around him and said with a smile, “I think our friend from Dongyuan is famous. ”

Wilcotts frowned slightly: "Curse? ”

“Yes, and a powerful curse. The bishop had little attack power, which was also why the Dongyu waste was so undervalued. And this powerful curse can temporarily turn a person into an animal that suits him best. OH... that's horrible.” Al? La Francis looked exaggerated and frightened.

Experts from all over the world did not have much passion for the game and had no idea of such a strange scene on the field. At one point, they looked weird at God's floating eyes, and some players who had disdained him began to reassess his strength.

And the audience watching live shows mostly laughing backwards and backwards, even clapping well. Once again, Dong Yingguo shouted at the mountain that had lost their face | Main Road. They can accept failure, or even second-degree killings, but how can they accept the indescribable humiliation of a person who is competing on behalf of the entire Dongyuan nation being turned into a toad in front of the world?

The stage is turned into a mountain of toads | The main road is still pounding, stimulating the eyes of the world's audience. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ”He walked forward and kicked the toad, wanting to jump, straight off the stage.

“Ding! Player Mountain of Dong Yingguo No. 2 | This way out of the arena, the sinking of the Maldivian gods wins! ”

The arena is also surrounded by a transparent energy hood, but unlike the Huaxia Martial Arts Congress, which, while equally able to isolate battles from the stage and prevent people from entering the stage, does not prevent people from getting off the stage, and those who are defeated, admitted to losing or defeated will be judged as failures.

Leaving the arena, the curse was lifted, the mountain | the real wolf climbed from the ground and looked fiercely at the divine float on the stage, his face turned completely authentic pig liver color, but he could not say a single word, and those dozens of ridiculous eyes made him shine on his back. He bit his teeth and disappeared. Such humiliation in front of the whole world would be hard for him not to spit three litres of blood, but he could never have been there.

The divine surrender held his hands together ten times and smiled down the stage, waiting quietly for the second challenger.

“Wouldn't it be easy not to belittle any opponent and to be qualified and confident to compete?” Xiao Tian suddenly thought.

The first match of the World Martial Arts Congress came to an end in such an unexpected manner. Downstairs has also been quiet for a while, and no one has taken the initiative to launch the challenge. In the face of such an adversary, if you accidentally get cursed like the mountain just now | this way - there is no doubt that I will destroy my English name. Besides, the first one on stage is bound to be downwind in the rest of the game.

Time slowly passed, and soon after twenty seconds, when the system was ready to send out a surrender of God to designate a challenger, people suddenly felt the dark shadow in front of them, a slim moving figure had already stood on the stage.

“Dongzheng No. 1 - Tianzheng Shen Xuan, Blood Cherry! ”

Her face covered in black veil, tight in black, revealed an incredible curve, but with an amazing chill, she slowly raised her hands, one long and two short weapons simultaneously appearing in her left and right hands. Left hand artifact chrysanthemum text, right hand super artifact Gaia's adoration.

Her sudden arrival on stage made the scene suddenly strange.

“I thought a master like her would keep her strength until the end. I didn't think she'd be able to calm down so early. Looks like the Emperor of Dongxian can't wait to see Huaxia's wolf.” Wilcotts said softly.

“Dongyuan is the first expert in blood cherry and the first beautiful woman in Dongyuan. But rumor has it that no player has ever seen her real. And legend has it... she is the stepdaughter of the Emperor Tokugawa Ichido. Hmm, just a woman.” Wilder around him whispered.

“A woman? That's a horrible woman, at least, you're far from your opponent. Remember, she was one of the first three people to possess a super artifact. ”

Wilder shrunk his neck and didn't talk.

In front of a huge monitor, Tokugawa Onito slowly drinks light tea without a slight discomfort on his face.

“Exactly! Get on stage early, scrap the Maldivian, and then designate the Warsaw man to end this battle early. Hey, hey, hey... Ha-ha-ha! I was worried about that horrible Hulo, but I didn't think... Longwei, Longwei, you must have a wonderful face right now. ”