Legend of the Asura

“Hua Xia's friend, you must know that arrogance in front of a truly strong man comes at a terrible price.” William? Carlos smiled and threw his own blonde hair slightly.

“The strong? Are you talking about yourself? No, no, no, no... I think between us, I'm the strong one, and I'm qualified to be arrogant, and I'm not qualified to be arrogant... you.” There was a strange laugh in the corner of the wind, he was a man of vengeance, before under the arena, William looked at his eyes full of provocation, and it was a vision of the weak as the strong. Faced with a man who dares to be arrogant in front of himself, he does not mind tearing his dignity apart in a more arrogant way.

“Really...” William? Carlos sneered, "Well, here we go. ”

The word "begin” had just fallen, and he had a dark shadow in front of him, and a roaring voice was echoing in his ear.

In a heartbreaking cry, William? Carlos' body flew out like a straw thrown out, passing through the energy shield around the arena, landing on the ground outside the arena, sprinkling the bloody scarlet.

“Well, the game is over.” The wind laughed with dismay and retracted the new sword that had just been blown.

William Carlos finally landed, but his miserable voice didn't stop immediately, and his body tumbled over the ground as if he was enduring the world's most painful suffering. The moment Shura suddenly hit him, he felt his body cut into two pieces, unspeakable pain drowned his mind and all of it. Apart from suffering, he has no other consciousness or intuition.

The world is trapped in a dead silence, and all you can hear in every corner of the world is William? Carlos that makes a chestnut howl.

In Dongxun, however, it is unclear how many people have become pale, their hands and feet cold and their teeth shaken uncontrollably due to this scene. They recall the extreme pain of being brutally slaughtered by Shura as if he were going to hell. Yes, today's William? For Carlos, suicide now is the best way to end his suffering.

With the wind winning, the American exit cue sounds, and the red dots on the arena disappear, but William falls under the stage? Carlos is still red. He finally stopped screaming, but his body still shrugged and trembled like a naked Arctic glacier.

The legend turns out to be true - being attacked by Shura is going to suffer worse than real death. How many people ever thought this was nonsense, and at this moment, William? Carlos sprinkled a bloody roar, they finally witnessed this incredible and terrible scene, a cold air coming from the body surface to the heart...

It took only one second for Shura to defeat the immortal Lycan... no, for a moment, and with a novice sword with little or no attack power. What terrible power is this, and what realm has he become? Is it true that his myths are generally unbelievable...?

The true power of the werewolf god is not really known to many people around the world, but since he is the number one in the United States and the one who has been placed in the highest hopes by the six countries to prepare for the crushing axis, he will never be weaker than the most powerful such as the poisoner, Wilcotts, etc., and yet he has not even had a chance to strike in front of Hua Shura in Warsaw... apart from shock, they are no longer able to express their feelings in any other language at this time.

Hua Xia Guo, an old man stood up trembling and shouting: “We Hua Xia won! ”

People of their age, compared to most young people, put the honor of their country before the future. They can't understand the game, they can't have much enthusiasm, but the results of each match are touching their hearts.

After a few seconds of silence, there was finally a thunderbolt of cheer in China's Summer Country, and the earth trembled between the cheer and the excitement of the moment. Blood Sakura appeared, the three kingdoms of Dongyu, Italian Major and Russian lost, Xiao Tian appeared, England and France all lost, and Shuro appeared, and it was easy to determine the outcome of this covert war. The Six lost, and they were all twelve superpowers and dozens of friendly players who secretly helped them, without defeating any of their only opponents - the Chinese Summer Nation. The tsunami sword that came out of power only voluntarily abandoned the race when it was forced to fight Shura of its own country.

A real victory! With almost no one watching Huaxia, Huaxia stomped the Six Kingdoms so easily. The world is silent, and they can imagine the excitement of China Summer at this time, or how powerful China Summer will be in the future.

The heads of State of the six countries had different expressions at this time, but without exception they were very impressive, some biting their teeth, some desperately smashing their heads, some apparently calm and waveless, but their hands were pinched with blood seepage… Two years ago at the Summit of Heads of State, they were united to suppress Huaxia, and I had no idea it would turn out this way - lifting stones eventually smashed their feet, and they were brutally smashed.

Tohoku, Tokugawa turned his head fiercely and said viciously: "Go and find me the cherry! ”

The man in black who had been standing behind him hurriedly lowered his head and waist: “But Lord Emperor, we cannot determine the whereabouts of Miss Sakurako...”

“Find it!!” Tokugawa Ito grabbed the only intact vase in his hand and smashed it.

“Ah... yes!!” The man in black turned around in awe, making a broken glass noise behind him.

Shura was obviously late because of delays. So... without the sudden blending of blood cherries, with the strength of the sword before the tsunami, victory or defeat would have been decided long ago, and victory must have been in their six kingdoms.

He can't figure out why Blood Cherry would never do something like that against his orders, what happened before that he didn't know!?

Blood cherries in the real world can change for a variety of reasons, and even Tokugawa Ichido doesn't know where and when, because he doesn't need to know at all. Wherever she is, in whatever world, all he has to do is call her to inform her of her mission, or a phone call, and she will appear before him in the shortest possible time.

But wherever she goes, she brings the gaming device that folds freely, because she prefers the world of rotation.

Less than two hours have passed since the World Martial Arts Congress, but the substance has come to an early conclusion. There are still more than fifty super strong players from different countries who have not entered the competition, and they have become the last glimmer of hope for the Six - if they can defeat Shura and prevent Huaxia from winning the championship, their six countries' reputations, though equally devalued, will not enter into force, but will be decided by the next World Martial Arts Congress.

The Chinese Summer Nation is thrilled, the six countries are shouting, and the remaining strong men on the field have a faint and faint colour, some with changing faces, especially the allies of the six countries. But in the face of the instant defeat of even the Lycan gods, and the creation of such a horrible and tragic image of Shura, they had no choice but to be frightened.

At this point, Carlos finally climbed out of the ground with a slight distortion in his face, not knowing whether it was the pain in his limbs that had not yet been completely eliminated or the humiliation and resentment in his heart. He raised the golden circle in his hand to the wind and shouted in shadow: "Shura!! You're a despicable sneak attack, and I'm going to challenge you again. ”

If there were no outsiders at this time, he would surely have fled the shock of Shura and even prayed not to see him again in the future. But in the face of the United States and the world, how could he be willing to be stepped down by Shura, a powerful “werewolf god", a mythical figure who had never lost before? Face him is more important than anything.

What made him run away almost instantly was that Shura didn't even look at him, but swept the whole scene calmly, saying, "Next, don't waste my time, let alone let me know that you people who are fighting on behalf of the country are all cowards. ”

Contempt, provocation, and provocation to all powerful people throughout the place. The faces of most of the powerful have subsided and the impulse has arisen from the bottom of their hearts to ignore everything. These arrogant and powerful people have suffered this obvious contempt for several others. Shura obviously didn't take them seriously.

Wales, pull up and hold William? Carlos then shook his head slightly and finally pulled him back to a corner. There was a cynical grin in the corner of his mouth, as no one had yet taken the initiative to challenge him in the face of such clear contempt.

Finally, an arrogant voice rang from a position on the left: "Hey! I couldn't help it. I was going to play with a champion or something, but I'm really not used to watching this Huaxia man being arrogant and arrogant. ”

As the voice sounded lazy, a man in white black hair with a handsome eastern hole slowly walked out of the crowd and walked over the arena, smiling and watching the wind.

“Kowloon, Han Woo-hoo, the arrogant Huaxia, remember that name, because I'll walk you off this stage right away. ”

The elegance, the softness, the laziness and the obvious arrogance of the movements and voices… his figure, name, voice spread throughout the world through all kinds of media… make people face to face.

In the face of Shura's terrible power, he had no fear at all, but was more arrogant than Shura had been. Either he's a paralyzed idiot with a brain full of water, or he's got to be bullied. Can't you see that the legendary Gao Li has more power than Shu Luo? Or does he have some kind of shocking, super-killer trick?