Legend of the Asura

There was a creepy storm sweeping over the arena, not a real wind, but a terrible tornado with a giant gun.

West Ban has the title of "Gun God” and is also the Anders of the profession of "Gun God”. The name of the world goes back to Optimus One Shot. At this time, his body was spinning like a gyro on the stage, fast enough to speak, and the air waves and blades that he had wrapped up after he had lifted the silver gun two and a half metres in his hand reached more than a dozen metres away.

This is Tornado Death, the world's most famous horror skill. In the tornado, his body was completely gone. All people could see was the silver tornado. Without a doubt, once caught up in it, or crushed by a hanging, the sudden death would be pulled into the spinning storm by the horrible tear, and the action would no longer be on its own.

As the tornado center moved, the exaggerated “death tornado" pushed the blood cherry little by little towards the edge of the arena, the cutting wind continued to strike, the blood cherry face did not panic at all, the moment she stepped on the edge of the arena at her feet, her eyes sprinkled, her body suddenly jumped, pulled up nearly ten meters high in an instant.

In the air, she stared at the center of the Death Tornado, her right hand swinging, and the 7 o'clock cold star shot out of her hand.

The proprietary throwing technique endured by Tianxue Shen releases seven condensation-formed air flashes at a time. Although the number of air flashes is high, the air flashes do not fly fast, and it is not difficult for the average master to avoid them when he is ready. At least she never hit it when she was fighting Shura. However, the "god of gunfire”, which continues to be in the “tornado of death” state, is unable to move automatically. It is much more difficult to move. To stop the "tornado of death” also requires an inertial buffering process, which can never be interrupted immediately. At seven o'clock, it flew straight to the center of the tornado.

“Death tornadoes”, although fired by guns, are equally common to ordinary tornadoes, with storms sweeping away or caught in everything that comes from elsewhere, but only to protect the right center of the tornado.

The throwing position of the blood cherry is not bad, and the technique is incredibly precise. With a grunt, the seven o'clock chill all hit the “god of guns” in the middle, knocking him directly to the ground, his body still spinning rapidly due to inertia, while the giant | gun in his hand flew out of hand and dumped him at the edge of the arena.

The “Tornado of Death" of the “Gunshot God” can last indefinitely. Although it is extremely wide in scope and extremely aggressive, it has a clear flaw: if forcibly interrupted, there is a certain chance that the weapon in your hand will escape due to the force of your heart. Therefore, there is a consensus among players in the West Bank that the “god of guns” often exchanges guns.

Gunshot continued spinning for a few seconds before stopping spinning with his hands on the ground, clapping his ass and standing up and rationalizing his completely messy hair. After a long and rapid spin, one cannot see any signs of dizziness.

A cold wind drove in front of me. "Gunshot" backed off, waved his hand and shouted: “Don't fight, I'll lose, I'll lose! ”

“Ding! Xibanguo No. 1 contestant ‘Gunshot' Optimus 1 took the initiative to admit defeat, and Dongyuguo No. 1 contestant ‘Tianxue' Blood Sakura won! ”

“All players in the West Ban Nation lost the battle and got out! ”

The Goddess of Guns, though five large and three thick, is a man who pays a lot of attention to appearance. He fine-tuned his hair with his hands again, and said to Blood Cherry with ease, “The world is truly as good as the clouds. I am invincible in our Spanish war zone, but I am only a very ordinary man here. By the way, thanks to the mighty and beautiful Miss Blood Cherry for letting me perform so long in front of the world, I can actually see that. With the strength you've shown before, you can actually end the game early. ”

With his hair flashing, he walked off the stage with a dazzling face. Face failure with frank optimism is more admirable than frustration or groaning.

Another strong man was defeated by her and another country was eliminated by her.

An hour and a half after her second match, the entire martial arts convention became a gorgeous performance by herself.

At this time, she still stood on the stage with no expression, her eyes gazed, her hands lowered and she waited silently for her next opponent. After a long game, her arrogance and ruthlessness were not diminished, but intensified. She was one of the only two women to come to the World Martial Arts Congress this time, but it was such a woman who defeated one world-class expert after another, while truly honoring the world. Everyone watching the game remembered the name of the bloody cherry. She embarrassed countless men and was first idolized by countless women.

Prior to the match, she had never thought that she would enter so early and become the focus of the world, or even lead the whole game.

She was supposed to be the pride and glory of Dong Yu, but those Dong Yu people couldn't be happier. Invisible, they smell something wrong.

“We can't let her go on. ”

In a dark corner of the game that was not lit, there was a slightly lower sound.

When he heard the voice, "Emperor Unleashed the Devil” Ross turned around and looked down at the little figure slowly coming out of the dark and said with interest, "Poisoner, can't you hold on? But it's not like you to show up so early. ”

“She's stalling, and she won't do it for no reason, which makes me feel a little nervous.” The poisonous hand walked through his body and said with a low, calm voice. The sound makes me think of a blue snake with uncomfortable convulsions in my heart.

“Yo... I didn't expect to shock the world, but people will feel uneasy too.” Rose, hey, that was a funny laugh, but didn't get an answer from the poisoner.

As the poisonous hand walked out of the dark corner, dozens of eyes brushed all over him. And where he walked, none of the top masters were unconscious enough to avoid him and keep a good distance from his body. “Poisoner", just that name carries a frightening shock.

More poisonous than snakes, more terrifying than ghosts, that's the Russian poisoner.

People were shocked and creeped out watching the final video of the Russian Martial Arts Congress. The poisoner's short figure disappeared like a ghost after the "Game Begins” prompt sound, disappeared completely, and then his opponent slowly grew green, then grew green... until a green zombie fell on the stage. Then the poisoner's figure reappeared like a ghost.

When it comes to poisoners, they don't describe him as “mighty”, they say he's “terrible”!

They will be willing to be defeated, but they will never be willing to be defeated in that terrible way and turned into a green zombie.

“Russia 1 —— Poisoner.” He floated to the ring like a ghost, reporting his identity as an obscure, low voice, and every byte in the voice was as painful as a fine needle.

Blood cherry eyes contracted slightly and her face grew stiff. How could she not have known about Russia's horrible drug dealer? Thinking of the horrible and tragic appearance of those who died in the hands of the poisoner, the blood cherry body couldn't help but have a little chestnut. A man thinks of Jean and Cesar trembling, blood cherry... she is a woman after all, and a beautiful woman. And what woman can afford to turn herself into a horrible green zombie in front of everyone.

“A poisonous hand, strong as a blood cherry, will be scared to face him first.” Wilcott looked at the situation on the stage and said slowly.

“Ding! Challenger: Russian # 1 'Poison Hand' Ghost Tooth, Challenger: Eastern # 1 'Heavenly Sakura' Blood Sakura, Game Begins! ”

“Ghost teeth? So his name is Ghost Tooth?” Al? La Francis looked exaggerated. Until then, nobody knew his name at all, and nobody had ever seen what he looked like, because he hid his name on all the lists and on all occasions wrapped his body tightly in dark clothes.

“Ghosttooth, hum... same title, almost identical body, turns out the first killer in Europe was Russian.” Wilcotts said with a cold face.

Rafahlan turned his eyes and mumbled in disgust: "Is it not fearful that Russia will let such a notorious man represent the country in the race? ”

“However, it is equally indicative of his strength. ”

“So,” Al? La Francis looked at him with a smile and asked with interest: "If you are standing in front of him now, what chance do you think you have of winning? ”

Wilcotts glanced at him and blushed: “I've never failed. ”

“Me, too.” Al? La Francisco still has a smiling face.

After the game began, they held each other in silence for more than a dozen seconds.

For the first time, Blood Cherry had a grudge and hesitation before the attack, because she was a woman after all, and Love was a woman's nature. With poisonous hands, a little carelessness becomes ugly and horrible in front of the world like a green devil.

“Let's get started. ”

Once again, the short figure makes a distressing sound all over his body. His grey black robe covered every inch of his body, his eyes covered by a hoodie similar to the Wizard's hat, his entire body revealed only the lower half of his face, and because he was so short and his hat was deliberately depressed, people usually couldn't even see the lower half of his face.

His right arm lifted up slowly with wide grey and black sleeves, and everyone who knew that his loose robe, which seemed to be made of coarse cloth, was a set of artifacts, which gave him the power of ghost-like invisibility. At this point, his right hand also extends out of his sleeve.

For the first time, anyone who sees the right hand of the "poisoner" takes a sip of cool air.