Legend of the Asura

The sixth battle of the second server, the number one Shield Guard in China, the Demon Wolf Madman who had never been ranked below the level rankings, had won. His indestructible defense made his opponent admit defeat. Without a doubt, his defensive capabilities were enough to make him look down on all the players in the Chinese server. While he was proudly holding the shield, he did not notice a pair of snake-like eyes firmly locking onto his body from a corner.

"Let's go." Feng Xiao pulled Feng Yao and stood up, preparing to temporarily leave the arena.

"Huh?" Feng Yao revealed an expression of surprise: "The next match is a fierce one, does big brother not want to watch it?"

"There's no need to look. He will definitely win." And then, a look of disdain appeared on his face: "However, he can't be bothered to watch his match. As for his strength, hmph.

Feng Yao understood and chuckled, then went back to the Wind Tower with him.

The time was already four in the afternoon. At five o'clock, it would be the last match of the two servers. He would be facing Sobbing Blood... This arrangement was already extremely good for him.

"Brother, is that Weeping Blood Wu Ming really Beiming Chong Yun?" Feng Yao stood behind him and pinched his shoulder. This kind of action had become a habit many years ago.

"It's him... I know him even if he turns to dust. " Feng Xiao's voice was light, but Feng Yao could still hear the hatred hidden within. He had humiliated him enough to be remembered for the rest of his life.

After a brief moment of silence, Feng Yao slowly said: "Big brother …" Remember her? "

She …

Feng Xiao's eyes flashed with pain, he closed his eyes and said weakly: "I don't remember …" "Don't mention her."

Feng Yao bit her lower lip. She understood better than anyone else that, other than her foster father, she was his greatest pain and frustration. At the same time, she was also her most painful memory.

The main hall of Blood Weeping Reincarnation. Weeping Blood uneasily paced back and forth. Half an hour ago, he had already lost the interest to watch the match and had left the competition field. Because the next match would be against him. His opponent was actually … Asura!

He finally stopped and hatefully said, "Tell me, what is my chance of winning against the Shura?"

"There's no chance of winning." Sobbing Blood Blade replied. He understood Sobbing Blood more than anyone else in terms of strength. He might not even have the chance to confront an Asura in a PK.

"Then what should I do? Give up the match? Admit defeat? " He slammed his fist on the table. He hated the Asura that seemed to be deliberately targeting him, but he knew that if he were to fight him one on one, he did not have the strength to fight him. No matter what he did, it would all be in vain.

"Neither." Blood Weeping Saber shook his head.

Giving up meant that he was afraid of Shura, he didn't even have the guts to face him. This would cause the entire Blood Weeping Samsara to become a laughing stock … … Admitting defeat was basically the same thing.

"Then we can only face it." Sobbing Blood took out his long sword that was glowing with a faint white light, and said with hatred: "With my equipment and strength, even if it's an Asura, it won't be that easy to defeat me."

Is that right? Blood Weeping Saber shook his head, but did not say it.

Without any suspense, Heavenly Demon Wind Cloud defeated Blood Domain without any grudges, while Soul Extinguisher easily defeated his opponent in the same way. Feng Xiao didn't even look at the two of them, maybe it was because he didn't care, or maybe it was because he did not care. He had never despised the idea of "not underestimating any enemy". In his world, absolute strength was equal to absolute confidence.

The time for the last match finally approached. Everyone's spirits were once again stirred up, because this time, the one that was going to fight was an Asura … This seemed to be another match with no suspense.

Perhaps it was out of bravery, or out of a desire to express his fearlessness, but Sobbing Blood Wu Ming had long since stood on the stage with his sword raised. His reputation was far from that of a true expert. Although the Blood Weeping Samsara that he established was also one of the top ten gangs in China, its strength and fame were far from being comparable to Heavenly Demon, the Gods, and the Soul Extinguisher. Facing an Asura today, if one fled, their reputation would surely decline. If one lost, it wouldn't even have any effect … If he won … … If he won, his name would definitely resound across China overnight.

Xiao Tian and Chen Bing'er, who knew Feng Xiao's strength, did not even have the interest to take a look at this competition. This was a competition where strength was completely different, and they were both staying in the Wind Tower to think about tomorrow's battle.

However, there were still a lot of people who paid attention to this.

"Mommy! "Look, it's Uncle's competition."

A small figure rushed into the room. After a while, a gorgeous woman with tied up her hair came running out.

"Uncle will be competing against the Shura." Duanmu Xiao explained excitedly. His expectant gaze was fixated on the LCD screen in front of him. He had been standing guard here watching the entire day, his face red with excitement.

Looking at Beiming Chong Yun who was standing on the stage, Beiming Yu Die's eyes flashed with a complicated light. With such a younger brother, she didn't know whether to hate him or to hate him. She couldn't bear to dampen Duanmu Xiao's enthusiasm. She sat down beside him and waited with him for the match to begin.

Whoosh …

"Asura!" Asura! "Shura! … …"

Amidst the shouts and screams of countless players, Feng Xiao finally appeared on the arena, standing twenty meters away from Sobbing Blood. It was still a pitch-black mask and a pitch-black handguard. However, the faint gold color of the cloak had been swapped for eight pairs of bone spikes on its back. The crazy cheers that could almost shake the mountain gave him a fright. He never knew that his popularity had reached such a high level.

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The faint aura of arrogance that was exuding was actually able to make Xue Moyan, who was facing an Asura for the first time, want to retreat. However, he quickly woke up from his stupor and raised his head to look him in the eye. In terms of momentum, he absolutely could not lose.

"Wah!" "As expected of my idol!" Looking at the Shura's stone-like body, Duanmu Xiao's eyes were filled with stars, as if he had completely forgotten that his opponent was his uncle. Beiming Yu Die looked at his expression and started to observe what was so special about the Shura on the screen that made Xiao'er, who was an idol of the world, look at him with wisdom and disdain.

"If you kneel down and beg for forgiveness now, you might be able to escape with your tail between your legs."

A low but sinister voice sounded in Xue Wuming's ears, causing him to be stunned for a moment. Then, his expression completely darkened. Since he was young, when had he ever heard such insults before?

"Do you have a grudge against me?" Sobbing Blood Wu Ming summoned his weapon, the sword tip aimed straight at Feng Xiao. Even if he was a fool, he should have seen earlier that the Shura was deliberately targeting him.

"No enmity." Feng Xiao made a mocking smile, "It's just that I don't like you. I'll give you a chance, now kneel down and call me grandpa three times, I can immediately tell you to scram, if not … " Seeing his increasingly gloomy face, Feng Xiao's voice became even deeper: "You will regret this day by day!"

With great difficulty, Sobbing Blood managed to maintain his calm. However, his right hand that was holding onto the sword trembled, and the sound of teeth clattering came out from his mouth. His chest heaved a few times, and he sneered as well: "Asura! "It's best not to let me see you again in the future. Otherwise, even if it's in the city, I will make it so that you will never be at peace ever again."

"Really …" I'm really looking forward to it. " The taunting expression on Feng Xiao's face became more and more intense. As the match began, he finally used his weapon, and also pointed towards Sobbing Blood. The audience immediately cried out in alarm, and Sobbing Blood's expression was ugly to the extreme – this was because the sword that the Shura had taken out was clearly a Level 0 Beginner Sword!

Insult! Innocent insult and contempt!

Sobbing Blood Wu Ming's entire body was trembling violently, he wished that he could run up like a mad dog and bite him. If he were to be defeated by Asura's golden sword, no one would say anything … However, if he lost to the Beginner Sword, it would be a completely different story.

Duanmu Xiao's gaze became more and more fervent. He unconsciously clapped his hands and said in a low voice, "First strike his heart, then destroy his reputation, then destroy his body. This is the best way to deal with your enemy."

When he whispered into her ear, she sighed.

"... The competition begins! "

"Asura, go to hell!" With a loud roar, a silver eagle appeared above Xue Wuming's head, howling as it flew towards Feng Xiao. Although he was furious, he did not completely lose his mind. First, he summoned his level eight flying pet, "Silver Claw Hawk", to attack. Then, with a flash of black light, his other level eight flying pet, the Violent Black Mountain Wolf, was summoned out. He actually wanted to use the gap between Feng Xiao's defense to launch a surprise attack.

A disdainful look flashed on his face, and just as the silver sharp claw was about to pierce his body, his right hand, which was holding the Beginner Sword, moved slightly.

Bang!

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The sound of ice shattering resounded clearly in everyone's ears. Under the cover of the "Icy Blaze Break", the Silver Claw's body fell from the sky. The Berserk Black Mountain Wolf also howled as it fell down and disappeared from the arena.

Sobbing Blood couldn't help but take a step back. He was proud of his pets, but before they could even touch the Shura's clothes, they were instantly killed. Moreover, he couldn't believe the number of damage they could inflict.

That was a level 0 Beginner Sword that only had an additional 5 points in attack power!

"Sigh, he's still a bit too strong. I wonder if he can withstand it for a bit." His strength attribute was already extremely strong, and coupled with the fact that he had a rank 57 attribute that was forcefully preserved by the Chains of Protection, his current strength attribute could only be described as terrifying. Even when using Beginner Sword, his attack power was 6931, which was half the attack power of the Xuan-Yuan Sword.

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