Legend of the Asura

“Of course she's not a beast... I don't really know who she is either. The Victory Goddess Set is made by the Victory Goddess of the Western divine world condensed with her own blood and life, I don't know why she appeared here and on her...”

“Then why would she want to kill me? I never hit a woman again, and hardly any other foreigner besides the Dongxian has ever killed, let alone raped her...” The grumpy muttering.

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“Because Brother Feng once...”

“Forget it, I'll ask her myself.” With no hesitation, the wind went straight in the direction of the woman. Sometimes it's not a bad thing to be remembered by a woman who is clearly beautiful, but it's not a good thing when she's too strong and powerful enough to threaten herself. It's completely unreasonable for a woman to go crazy.

Shura's actions immediately caught the attention of the people on the scene, with dozens of eyes or eyes on him, either bright or dark. He seemed to feel his proximity and the blue hair of the woman had not returned. She walked away quietly and did not seem to want to contact him. And as she left, the wind suddenly saw the bloody cherry that had been obscured by her shadow.

The footsteps of the wind stopped and looked at the sleeping blood cherry. She was wearing that familiar mask, but the month she was with him, he was already familiar with every feature of her body.

“Using that skill at all costs again?” The wind whispered to her with a gentle smile on her face. When he wreaked havoc on Dong Xuan, she held him tight in spite of everything, and then burst into tears deep into his head. Blood cherry doesn't know that this move of hers determines her life.

“Ding! Hua Xia Guo No. 2 contestant ‘Tsunami Tian One Sword’ wins! ”

“Ding, all players in France are defeated, out! ”

There was a scene of noise in France. This is an outcome that they did not expect and which is difficult to accept.

From the beginning to the end, Xiao Tian used the same way, two skills, one by one, to annihilate Al's life until it almost drove him crazy. And when he walks away completely and loses his mind, his failures only come faster. The whole game, as the wind said, didn't even hit Xiao Tin's corner.

Delivered to Al downstairs? La Flannel smiled and offered Xiao Tian a gentleman's gift, turning around, his eyes flashed with unpredictable resentment.

The Italian powers, Russia, Dongyuan, England, and France were eliminated, but Dongyuan's blood cherry and Huaxia's No. 2 players completed this, and even America was left with only the werewolf god. The heads of State and the six began to panic from the beginning of tranquillity to silence.

The consequences of the failure of the werewolf are unacceptable to them. And Shura's arrival undoubtedly aggravated their anxiety.

“Ding! Invite player ‘Abyss Demon King' Wind to challenge Huaxia No. 1, otherwise it will be regarded as a disqualification. ”

The eyes of the world shifted to the wind, and the wind continued to look at the blood cherry for a while, then glanced at the back of the blue-haired woman before slowly walking to the arena.

“Tiny, good job! Now you can't even be famous... hahahahaha!” The wind thumbed out and laughed softly.

Xiao Tian ran over quickly, slapped him hard, and then whispered hip-hop: “But compared to the boss's death demon, I really can't help it. ”

“That's wrong.” The Wind Shakes its Head: “I don't know how many times I tried to give up in the process of finding the Demon King and came straight to the game. Looks like I'm really wrong. Wrong is that you shouldn't have trusted my good brother. You shouldn't have carried such a heavy burden alone. You could even say that you saved Huaxia. You are so much better than I killed that little monster. But...” The sound of the wind suddenly went low: “Your future fans must be countless. You can't count your little sister. Be careful of your mother tiger when you go out to wreak haze. She is not as good a speaker as my Yao...”

Three black lines appeared on Xiao's head, and the cold sweat drifted. And he said, "Boss, do you think anyone can have the same blessings as you? But, boss... we should thank Blood Cherry... I can't imagine what it would be like without her...”

The collision of players from the same country, which was almost impossible, was forced to take place in the early part of the game due to Shuro's late arrival. For the Six, this is like a great relief. Looking at the inner nest of Huaxia, it is possible to understand the strength of Shu Luo in advance. If they could easily defeat the Jianhuang Star, their pressure would have doubled. But regardless of the outcome, they will lose one of their only two opponents.

But what they expected was no "nest fight", not even a hint of gunpowder. At the start of the tone prompt game, the two of them were still leaning together without knowing what to mumble about, and Xiao Tian made a move to make the world fall into glasses.

He instantly moved to the edge of the arena, then shook his hair, which he could not actually lift, and shouted, “My name is Xiaotian, I am Huaxian, remember my name.” Then he jumped off the stage and walked to where he had been before the wind, with no remorse or regret on his face, only a relaxed smile.

“Ding! ‘Chase the Star Sword Emperor' waives the game with one sword... Wind and soul wins! ”

He is one of the most aware of the power of the wind in the world, and self-awareness can never be his opponent. And most importantly - he will not use his sword against him for any reason in this life.

The world goes silent. And there was a big round of applause in the war zone in Huaxia. The name "Sword by Sword” has long been firmly remembered in their hearts. Although he ended the game in this way, no one felt he was timid or cowardly, and his facial expression only made them feel he was atmospheric.

Reputation and prestige were not what Xiaotian wanted, and finding his own sword path was his greatest gain in the competition. Although he voluntarily abandoned the game, he had no regrets but satisfaction.

The passage of time, minute by second, for some reason, nobody took the initiative to challenge them, maybe they were all waiting for someone to test Shura's true strength. Finally, twenty seconds have passed, and the sound of an opponent designated by the wind is ringing in the field.

With a boring look on his face, he finally opened his eyes lazily and fingered, “Just you! ”

The unexpected move almost made the heads of state jump, because he chose the last hope of the six countries - William, who has the title of "Werewolf God” in America? Carlos.

William Carlos: Nationality: United States; Game ID: William; Profession: Werewolf; Level: 86, Details: Not interested in watching.

Carlos also stunned for a moment and smiled slightly. He would have liked to see how strong Shura had become, and he didn't expect to be his first opponent.

However, this also seems to be good. Because the game will really decide everything, it's long overdue.

At the Huaxia Martial Arts Congress, he had watched every game that went wild. After watching it, he didn't feel any pressure. Because he was the first player in the world to possess a super artifact, even sooner than the Kusanagi sword of Dongzhu Blood Cherry. And none of his attributes have been maximized in all kinds of crazy ways. The professional werewolf god is even more capable of terror that all ghosts fear. Faced with the players around him, he looked up at them like an emperor.

The world comes first… this is his assessment of himself. He doesn't even believe in enemies that can pose a threat to him, including Warsaw Shura, the most famous!

Because he's already standing too high, he's used to this height. Get used to standing at the "top” and watching others climb up desperately, but never get close to him. Including these world-class experts on the field. And that habit eventually led him to believe that someone could take over him.

Just as the wind would never believe there would be a stronger player than him.

Carlos stood in front of Shura and looked at him with a smile, seemingly trying to show the indulgence and momentum of a strong man. But he obviously found the wrong person, and the wind drowned in his eyes, and he couldn't even look at him.

“Wan 'er, use your strength against him to make you suffer too much.” The wind said with some dissatisfaction.

Xuan Waner smiled and said, “Actually... I agree with Brother Feng. ”

“Well, in that case...”

As the "Game Begins” prompt sounded, a faint silver light lit up in the hands of the wind, but this dim silver light attracted the eyes of the world's audience, and then the glasses blew away.

And a masterful William? Carlos almost threw up blood on the spot. Because the distinction that appears in the wind is that players from every country in the world have seen, used, and systematically sent a level 0 beginner's sword for nothing!!

“Hoo-hoo... I'm glad I didn't lose it.” Luckily, the wind touched the new sword that attacked +5 in his hand.

Carlos' handsome western hole twisted sharply, but soon calmed down again, but his hands still trembled slightly holding the golden circle.

Does Hulo want to fight Super Powerful William with a new sword? He is a true “god” in a powerful American war zone, and he has a super artifact in his hand.

Naked contempt! … or too aggressive?

“* * * *, this Huaxian is crazy! ”

“He actually wants to compete with our unbeatable werewolf with that sword... OH, he must be crazy. ”

“This Oriental is so arrogant that he will pay for his ignorance immediately. ”

“Oh ~ ~ can such a man defeat our mighty werewolf? I'd rather believe there's a ghost in the world. ”

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