Legend of the Asura

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The defeated killer didn't leave the scene, but walked back to the dark corner where he had stood along the path he had taken earlier and leaned on the stage. Even though he lost, it allowed the world to understand his terror even more, and allowed their fear of him to deepen by a few degrees as well.

"Compared to me, the reason for your defeat is not because of injustice." "Dishi Tianmo!" Roth, who had been killed by Blood Cherry like flowing water, had a bitter look on his face.

The evil hand remained silent. The body did not move, as if it was prepared to ignore anyone.

Roth looked bored as he spread his hands and sat beside him, waiting for the next match.

"Three times..." After a long while, the poisonous hand finally let out a sound.

Three times meant that she was killed three times by the Blood Cherry. From the start to the end, aside from causing the Blood Cherry to be poisoned for five seconds, he did not cause her the slightest injury.

The white light also sent Xue Ying's body down the stage. It was unknown if it was a random teleportation or if it was a deliberate arrangement, but Xue Ying's body was teleported to the purple-haired, cloud-like woman lying quietly on the bench beside her.

The mysterious woman opened her eyes and looked at the unconscious Xue Ying. Her eyes were as deep and green as the sea, with a mysterious gray tinge to them. She slowly walked to the side of Xue Ying and stretched out her right hand, which was sparkling and warm like jade, and gently stroked Xue Ying's right hand. Then, she retracted her right hand and opened her palm. The thing that lay on top of her palm was clearly the Blood Cherry's Kind Thorn of Gaia.

This was not the real world. It was extremely difficult for him to take something away from someone without their permission. Feng Xiao only had this ability after he learned the Flying Dragon Cloud Hand and the Flying Dragon Cloud Hand. She had done it so casually, and she had even taken away a supra-divine tool.

The higher the grade, the harder it was to steal or rob. Even if Feng Xiao was lucky, the success rate of using Flying Dragon's Flowing Cloud Hand to snatch an Immortal Grade Equipment would not exceed one percent.

She furrowed her brows and carefully looked at the thin, white needle. Her doubt slowly turned into confusion, then she gently shook her head. Her right hand stroked Xue Ying's hand again, sending the Killer of Gaia back into her palm.

All of her movements were blocked by her body. Even if a lot of people were peeping at her back and guessing her identity, they wouldn't be able to see what she was doing.

"Ding!" Please take note of the results of this competition. The second challenger was designated as the number two participant from Yingji Country — 'Demon Sealing Sword Saint' Gui Kuang! "

"Oh?" Wilcox raised an eyebrow and looked at his companion.

"I really didn't expect to be on stage so quickly, hehe …" My blood is boiling. " Wilde loosened his muscles and bones in excitement and walked toward the arena.

"Don't forget our purpose. You know what to do." Wilcox said.

"Don't worry, although I said before that I would only win by 50% against him, that was in my normal state. In order to end this boring game as soon as possible and make sure that the competition later would no longer be a burden, I will not leave any chance for the kids of Huaxia to win."

Wilde was of medium stature and wore standard warrior armour. The armor was silver in color and had a common design. The dim light made it impossible to distinguish its grade from its appearance. He was also carrying a broadsword on his back. This was the symbol of the Demon Sealing Sword Sage in the Kingdom of Ying Ji. He always carried the sword on his back when he was around, and no one had ever seen him put it into his backpack.

Standing on the stage, Wilde faced the stage and performed a standard Western Knight salute. He politely said, "My dear friends from all over the world, I'm the 'Demon Sealing Sword Saint' Ghost Madman from the Great Yingji Country. It's my honor to stand here and accept your challenge."

He smiled, then continued, "But please allow me to make a selfish and excessive request. My profession is the 'Demon Sealing Sword Saint', I have a very deep obsession with swords as well. I have devoted my life to studying sword skills and exchanging moves with sword experts is the most fun, so … " His eyes slanted and looked towards Xiao Tian who was standing in the corner: "I humbly request everyone to give up the challenge to me in this first round, because I have known the famous' Star Chasing Sword Saint 'of China for a long time and hope that he can fight with me. I hope that my dear friends and the famous' Star Chasing Sword Saint 'can fulfill this small wish of mine."

After he finished speaking, Wilde looked at Xiao Tian with a smile, his gaze full of provocation.

This was only a request from one of the players, not a violation of the rules. Other players could just ignore them and challenge them.

However, the effect of this request was obvious. There was complete silence in the audience. No one had the intention to challenge him. Or perhaps, even if he did not have this "request", no one would take the initiative to challenge him, because the people on the stage were from the British Empire and represented the positions of the six countries. When he appointed China's "Star Chasing Sword Saint", the so-called "sparring sword skill" was merely an excuse.

No matter how unwilling he was, it was useless to drag things out. Xiao Tian inwardly sighed and took the initiative to walk towards the arena.

He had no choice. Even if he didn't take the initiative to go up on stage, he would still be Wilder's opponent after twenty seconds. At that time, he who represented China would also carry the reputation of being "timid" and "afraid to accept challenges".

"China number two, 'Star Chaser' Xiao Tian's One Slash!"

Standing on the stage and looking at his opponent, his anxious heart suddenly calmed down.

Even though they are strong, I, Xiao Tian, also have a specialty that others cannot compare to. Calm down your emotions, remember your promise, remember your mission, release your strength — Xiao Tian, you cannot lose!

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The players from China had finally entered the stage, and the secret battle that was related to the country's fate had finally begun. The hearts of the Chinese were all in their throats. The moment Xiao Tian stepped onto the stage, all sorts of cheers and cheers filled the entire Divine Great Land. The previous match had made their blood boil, but at the same time, it had also made them more worried.

However, those who wanted to take note of what Xiao Tian said about number two. Each country has a maximum of two participants, and the number of each participant will be sorted by the system according to their strength. Since he is number 2, then who is the one that is stronger than him? Could he be a Chinese Asura that could shake the world? And why wasn't he there?

"The game has finally begun. Due to the interference of that woman from the East Ocean Continent, this game that should have started a long time ago was delayed for an hour and a half." Wills said to William.

"Hmph, I am starting to find this game boring. If the Shura were here, I would be quite interested. If it's just this guy, then this boring game will soon end." "It looks like China has given up on itself" The Shura's failure to show up had thwarted his desire to fight the Shura, and he was in a rather bad mood.

"Challenge party: Chinese No.2 participant 'Star Chaser Sword Saint' Xiao Tian One Sword Kill, challenged party: 'Demon Sealing Sword Saint' Gui Kuang, the competition begins!"

Along with the end of the announcement, the cries within China also completely quieted down. The entire China was enveloped by a tense atmosphere, and all eyes, all hope, were focused on Xiao Tian who was on the stage. He also felt the countless gazes staring at him, and his heart felt heavy. The strength displayed by the experts in front of him gave him too much pressure.

Dragon Might had not slept last night. Today, he very early put down everything at hand, waiting for the start of the match. Afterwards, he did not miss a single scene during the match. The moment Xiao Tian stepped onto the stage, the high ranking Chinese leader, who could easily remain calm regardless of the situation, heard his own heartbeat.

"Xiao Tian, I'll leave everything to you. Don't lose, definitely don't lose!"

On the arena, Wilde performed a knight salute towards Xiao Tian. Then, his gaze turned cold as he waved both of his hands. With a "clang", he pulled out the broadsword he had been carrying on his back and pointed it at Xiao Tian. The sword was one metre long, its blade was fifteen centimeters wide, and its entire body was dark silver. Although its appearance was not stunning, just a glance at it was enough to give people a heavy feeling.

"This sword is called Ghost Tooth. Other than the powerful Ice Assassins of the British Empire, no one else has been able to defeat it. Then, pull out your sword and let Gui Ya prove whether or not you can carry the burden of the two words' Sword Saint '! " He looked at Xiao Tian with confidence, as if victory was already within his grasp.

Xiao Tian did not say anything. His hand slowly rested on the Star Chasing Sword's hilt, but he did not move to pull it out.

"What, you don't dare to draw your sword?"

Xiao Tian calmly shook his head, and said indifferently: "Since the day it belonged to me, besides myself, no one else had ever seen its blade … You can't either. "

Wield's sword was clearly a heavily injured sword with high offensive strength. The attacks of these types of swords would inevitably be powerful and unstoppable. As for Xiao Tian's Star Chaser, it was a Light Sword with weaker attacks that focused on speed and spirit. Every single one of Xiao Tian's skills all started with an extreme speed drawing his sword, and every single one of them ended with an extreme speed pulling back his sword. Due to the speed of his attacks being too fast, the naked eye was completely unable to discern his drawing and retracting the sword, and even the process of his attacks were only seen by ordinary people as a chaotic silver light.

After laughing wildly, he slowly raised the ghost teeth in his hand: "I've never understood why your Huaxia Congress let you, the fifth ranked person in the Martial Competition, participate in the competition. Don't tell me those so-called experts in front of you don't have the courage and courage to participate in this competition."

"Of course not." Xiao Tian slowly walked forward a few steps, his hand still on the sword hilt as he looked at him with a fierce gaze: "But I just want to see how many hundreds of millions of experts there are in China. How could you small nations imagine that, to deal with all of you, just sending someone ranked fifth is enough to make you think highly of me …"

He took a step forward and his body shot forward. He drew out the Star Chaser from the scabbard in his hand and drew a line of bright silver light in the air …

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