Legend of the Asura

As if a sharp sword had pierced his heart, Duanmu Xiao's body suddenly stiffened. Both of his hands were placed on his heart, and his body trembled violently from the pain.

"Tonight, is the full moon again … "But, why would he come so early …"

On the screen in front of him, the atmosphere was clearly changing. However, he was no longer able to continue watching, and he knew that Asura would definitely win.

With great difficulty, he straightened his face and turned around. Then, he gently walked back to his room and closed the door. It was only a few dozen meters away, so he gritted his teeth and did not make any unusual sounds. Drops of sweat from the effort of patience fell to the ground.

The moment he closed the door, the expression on his face was completely distorted. His body was almost unable to stand because of the extreme pain.

Every month since half a year ago, he would experience this kind of pain. That sort of bone-piercing pain would sometimes last for ten minutes, sometimes even for several minutes. And other than him, only one person in the entire Duanmu family knew about this.

Vaguely, he recalled the words of the Duanmu Family's "God of Medicine", Grandpa Huang, half a year ago.

"Grandpa Huang, tell me, how long can I live …"

"One year..." The kind-looking old man faced the sky and sighed, not daring to meet his eyes. Perhaps the heavens were truly jealous of such a talent. His internal organs were being destroyed by a strange force every second. On a full moon night, that power would become even more violent.

There was nothing he could do.

"One year..." He silently recited the two words, and his eyes were filled with mist.

"Grandpa Huang, can you not tell this to others? "Mom, Grandpa, neither of you are allowed."

Tears streamed down his face as Doctor Huang painfully wiped away his tears. He closed his eyes and nodded. That look without any impurities made him understand what he was trying to express. Now that he was completely powerless, rather than letting his family suffer the pain, he would rather bear it all by himself in the final year.

Ever since that day, Doctor Huang rarely left his room. He was no longer in front of Duanmu Xiao, because he was too ashamed to meet him … He could cure everyone but this little heaven-sent genius. Every time he thought of him, every time he thought of the pain and despair that a young boy, who was not even three years old, could bear with his tender shoulders, he would always be filled with tears.

His consciousness and body were gradually torn apart and engulfed by the extreme pain of the violent storm. Before fainting, he once again lightly recited that oath that was carved into his soul …

I'll make everyone I like. They were all happy …

….

Heart of Cold Blood: A skill exclusive to the God of Slaughter. Once it was activated, it would temporarily wipe away all emotions from one's heart. The only thing one could believe in was merciless slaughter. Effect: Attack + 100%, Defence + 100%, Attack Range + 100%, Attack Range + 100%, Attack Range + 100%, Attack Range + 100%, Attack Range + 100%, Attack Range + 100%, Attack Range + 100%. If the skill cannot be deactivated, then so be it.

This Immortal's … What an abnormal skill. Feng Xiao clenched his fists. At this moment, any of Hateful Heavens's skills could instantly kill him. With his current defense, he could deal over 8000 damage.

However, the blood of battle was boiling because of this.

At this moment, Hen Tian's entire body was enveloped by a blood-red glow. It was impossible to see his face clearly. Only his malevolent red eyes were so clear and terrifying. Under that bone-chilling, terrifying gaze, Feng Xiao's heart began to tremble.

"Asura... Defeat him, I beg of you to defeat him! "

A voice filled with panic and tears entered his ears, he clearly remembered that it was Mei Yu's voice. At this moment, her ten fingers were tightly entwined, and due to her unconscious excessive force, she was almost deformed. She knew that if Hen Tian won, then his next move would be the merciless Slaughterer Arena … He then rushed out of the Arena and slaughtered every player he saw … …

"I understand. "Don't worry."

He no longer dared to be the slightest bit careless. He resented the fact that the effects of the additional state Tian had been in were almost comparable to his Xuanyuan Sacred Flame. Furthermore, it was a terrifying state that would never disappear unless he were to die in battle.

This was a truly shocking perseverance. For the sake of victory and dignity, he had actually used such a terrifying Berserk ability.

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The blood-colored gaze finally gained focus and firmly locked onto him at the first possible moment. Suddenly, a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and a sword wind that reeked of blood swept towards him. Facing an attack that could instantly kill him, Feng Xiao immediately retracted his attack, retracting his soul wings as his body suddenly dropped to the ground.

The originally five-meter range had transformed to a ten-meter range, and that enormous red arc was now incredibly shocking. With a mad roar, Hateful Sky found his target. He raised the Yellow Springs up and struck towards Feng Xiao.

Gritting his teeth, Feng Xiao did not retreat but advanced instead, facing Hen World's falling body, and thrusted out a blazing flame attack.

"Protection of the Evil Seal!"

The huge explosion sound came from above his head. Although he had perfectly resisted it, it caused Feng Xiao's body to tremble intensely. He did not have time to be shocked by the terrifying attack power of the sword as Feng Xiao's Fire Burst skill had already pierced into Hateful Sky's body. At the same time, the moment his feet touched the ground, the Asura Thrust flew out from his right hand, nailing Hateful Sky's shadow to the ground.

Six arrows in a second. With the Asura Fantasy's attack added on, each arrow could deal over 7,000 damage. The God-Slaying Barrier's HP rapidly decreased. However, what surprised Feng Xiao was that Hateful Sky only used three seconds to get rid of the shadow's restraints, and at the same time, five "Dark Death Roar" flew towards him.

The Tornado Arrow continued to shoot out, and Hate's body continued to be pushed back. The Dark Roar that he had just let out was also interrupted. At this moment, Hen Tian had lost all sense of reason, but he didn't lose his will to fight. After failing to break through the storm, his whole body flashed with a red light. His body appeared on top of Feng Xiao's head, and another sword came down from the sky.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

The ground where Feng Xiao was standing earlier was blasted into a two meter deep hole. In the midst of danger, Feng Xiao changed his bow into a staff and gently drew a circle with his right hand. Then, he flicked his finger. Only he knew that this was actually the shape of a clock.

A small clock formed on the top of Hateful Sky's head and disappeared in an instant, attracting almost no attention. No one would have noticed that the moment the clock appeared, the only needle on it had moved a meter in reverse.

What happened next astonished and confused everyone. Get up, walk, raise your sword, attack … The crowd could clearly see Hateful Heavens' every action because his actions … It actually became surprisingly slow, as if it was deliberately slowed down.

Feng Xiao easily dodged his God Slaying Curse, the same clock appeared on top of his head, but that small hand was moving towards the right.

The world in front of them seemed to have undergone a drastic change. The players' waving and turning movements all became slower than usual. Even their voices became longer and more distorted. Even the flow of air seemed to have become abnormally slow.

However, in the eyes of the players, his movements suddenly became extremely quick and fierce, to the point where they almost couldn't accept it. Because it definitely wasn't just the increase in movement speed, it was … It was like watching a movie.

The feeling of controlling the flow of time was truly marvelous.

This was his first time using the "Time Finger Wheel", and its effects were much better than what Feng Xiao had expected. One was slowed down, one was accelerated. At this moment, he could clearly see every little movement he made. He was absolutely sure that as long as he wasn't willing, he wouldn't be able to attack him.

There was no suspense in the battle anymore. In Feng Xiao's eyes, Hen Tian was like a child with a divine weapon. Although he had a powerful attack power, he could no longer harm Feng Xiao. A minute was more than enough for him to break through his defenses and kill him.

In just a few seconds, the red and yellow colored barrier was completely broken as the red and yellow colored barrier was increased to an almost indistinguishable level of damage.

Perhaps he had just reacted from the outside world's sudden change in speed, feeling the shattering of his protective barrier, a muffled roar that sounded like the wailing of ghosts came from his throat. This caused Feng Xiao's forward movement to be forcefully stopped, and he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.