Legend of the Asura - Chapter 361

[Chapter 361]

In the sixth game of Zone B, China’s No. 1 Shield Guard, the magic wolf who has never been on the ranking list – won madly. His indestructible defense made opponents simply concede defeat. There is no doubt that his defensive ability is enough to disdain all players in the Huaxia Theater. When he was proudly holding his shield, he didn’t find a corner, a viper-like gaze locked onto his body.

“Let’s go.” Feng Xiao pulled Feng Yao to stand up, preparing to leave the arena temporarily.

“Ah?” Feng Yao’s face was surprised: “The next game is the Heavenly Demon, don’t you want to watch it, brother?”

“Don’t watch it, he will win.” Then he looked disdainful: “However, I don’t want to watch his game. As for his strength, hum, I don’t want to watch it.”

Feng Yao understood, chuckled lightly, and returned to Fenglou with him.

The time is already four o’clock in the afternoon, and at five o’clock it will be the last match between the two districts, and he will be in tears… This arrangement is too good for him.

“Brother, is that crying blood without a name, is it really Beiming Chongyun?” Feng Yao stood behind him and pinched his shoulders. , This action has become a habit many years ago.

“It’s him…Even if he turns to ashes, I still recognize him.” Feng Xiao’s voice was light, but Feng Yao could still hear the deep hatred in it. His humiliation to him is enough for him to remember for a lifetime.

After a brief silence, Feng Yao said quietly, “Brother… Do you still remember her?”

she……

A look of pain flashed in Feng Xiao’s eyes. He closed his eyes and said weakly, “I don’t remember…don’t mention her.”

Feng Yao bit her lower lip lightly. She knew better than anyone else that except for her foster father, she was his greatest pain and frustration, and also her most painful memory.

The main hall of weeping blood reincarnation. Weeping and walking back and forth restlessly, he lost interest in watching the game half an hour ago and withdrew from the arena. Because the next match is his match, the opponent is actually… Shura!

He finally stopped and said bitterly, “Tell me, what are my chances of winning against Shang Shura.”

“There is no chance of winning.” Crying Blood Crazy Saber replied. He knows better than anyone the strength of Weeping Blood, and he may not even have a chance to parry with Shura.

“Then what should I do? Give up the game? Admit defeat?” He slammed his fist on the table. He hated the Shura who seemed to be deliberately targeting him, but he knew that if he was singled out, he would not have the strength to fight against him. . No matter what preparations he made, it would be in vain.

“Neither.” Crying Blood Crazy Saber shook his head.

Giving up the game meant that he was afraid of Shura, and he didn’t even have the guts to face it, which would make the whole cycle of crying blood a laughing stock… Admitting defeat was basically the same thing.

“Then we can only face it.” Weeping Xue Wuming took out the long sword with a faint white light, and said bitterly: “With my equipment and strength, even Shura, it is not so easy to defeat me.”

Is that right? Crying Blood Crazy Saber shook his head secretly, but didn’t say it.

Tiansha Fengyun defeated the blood domain without hate and won without any suspense, and Soul Destruction in Zone B also easily defeated the opponent to advance. The two of them didn’t take a look at the game, maybe it didn’t matter, maybe it was disdain. He never disdains to have the consciousness of “don’t despise any enemy”. In his world, absolute strength also equals absolute confidence.

The time for the final game is finally approaching. People’s spirits were stirred up again, because this time it was Shura who was going to play… This seemed to be another game without suspense.

Maybe it was courage, maybe it was because he wanted to express his fearlessness, and he raised his sword early and stood on the stage with tears in his eyes. His reputation is nowhere near as loud as those of the true masters. Although the Crying Blood Reincarnation he founded is also one of the top ten gangs in China, its strength and reputation are far less than the gods, gods, and souls. Facing Shura today, if he flees, his reputation will be lost, and if he loses, it has almost no impact… If he wins… If he wins, his name will definitely resound throughout China overnight.

In this match, Xiao Tian and Chen Bing’er, who knew Feng Xiao’s strength, were not even interested in taking a look at it. This was a match with vastly different strengths. They were all staying in Fenglou, thinking about tomorrow’s battle situation.

However, there are a lot of people who pay special attention to this.

“Mom! Come and see, it’s Uncle’s game.”

A small figure rushed into the room, and after a while, pulled a hair into a knot, and the beautiful woman trotted out.

“Uncle will be playing against Shura.” Duanmu Xiao explained excitedly, his expectant gaze stayed on the LCD screen in front of him. He has been watching the game here for a day, and his little face was already flushed with excitement.

Looking at Beiming Chongyun standing on the stage, Beiming Yudie’s eyes flashed with complex rays of light. With such a younger brother, she didn’t know whether to complain or hate. She couldn’t bear to beat Duanmu Xiao’s enthusiasm, so she sat beside him and looked forward to the start of the game with him.

wow…

“Asura! Asura! Asura!…”

Amid the exaggerated shouting and screaming of countless players, Feng Xiao finally appeared on the arena and confronted Xi Xue Wuming twenty meters apart. It was still a pitch-black mask, pitch-black gauntlets, just the pale golden cloak, but it was replaced with eight pairs of bone spurs standing on the back. The frantic cries that were almost enough to shake the mountain startled him a little. He never knew that his popularity had reached such heights.

He didn’t even know that in the eyes of others, he was powerful, cold and mysterious, and everything he did in public was a legend.

Sen Ran stood proudly, and that faint coercion actually made the first time facing Shura’s weeping blood without Ming, and the heart of retreating. But he woke up quickly, raised his head and looked at him, in terms of momentum, he must not lose.

“Wow! As expected of my idol!” Looking at Shura’s rock-like proud body, Duanmu Xiao’s eyes were full of little stars, as if he had completely forgotten that his opponent was his uncle. Bei Mingyudie looked at his expression strangely, and then began to pay attention to the Shura on the screen, what kind of life did the person who was idolized by Xiaoer who could always observe the world with wisdom and contempt. place of people.

“It’s still too late to kneel down and beg for mercy, or to run away with your tail tucked in.”

The low but gloomy voice sounded in the ears of Wu Xue Wuming, which made him slightly stunned, and then his face became completely gloomy. He had never heard such insulting words since he was a child.

“I have a grudge against you?” Weeping Xue Wuming called out his weapon, and pointed the tip of his sword at Feng Xiao. Even if he was a fool, he should have seen that Shura was deliberately targeting him.

“No hatred.” A hint of sarcasm tugged at the corner of Feng Xiao’s mouth: “I just don’t like you. Give you a chance, now kneel down and call me grandpa three times, I can make you get off the stage immediately, otherwise…” Looking at him His face became more and more gloomy, and Feng Xiao’s voice became more and more low: “You will regret it day by day!”

Weeping Blood Wuming struggled to keep calm, but his right hand holding the long sword was shaking, and there was a faint sound of interlaced teeth in his mouth. His chest heaved a few times, and he also sneered: “Sura! It’s best not to let me see you again in the future, otherwise, even in the city, I will make you never restful.”

“Really… Then I’m really looking forward to it.” The sarcasm on Feng Xiao’s face became heavier and heavier. As the countdown to the start of the game, he finally summoned his weapon, which also pointed to Weeping Blood… In the audience Immediately exclaimed, the expression on his face that was sobbing and bloodless was even more difficult to see in an instant—because the sword that Shura took out was clearly a level 0 novice sword!

insult! Outright insult and contempt!

Qi Xue Wuming trembled violently, wishing to rush up to bite him like a mad dog. If he is defeated by Shura’s golden sword, no one will say anything more… But if he is defeated by the novice sword, it will be completely different, and what he will bear will be Shura and everyone’s contempt.

Duanmu Xiao’s eyes became more and more eager, and his little hand flapped unconsciously, and whispered: “First hit his heart, then destroy his name, and then destroy his body, this is the sharpest way to deal with the enemy. ”

He whispered to himself in the ears of Beimingyu Die, and she sighed faintly.

“……Game start!”

“Asura, go to hell!” With a vent-like roar, a silver eagle appeared above Weeping Xue Wuming’s head, and flew towards Feng Xiao with a roar. Although extremely angry, he did not completely lose his mind. First, he summoned his level 8 flying pet “Silver Claw” to attack, and then a black light flashed. Another level 8 pet, the Rampage Black Mountain Wolf, was summoned and roared likewise. , followed by the sharp-clawed silver eagle and attacked Feng Xiao. He actually wanted to take advantage of the gap in Feng Xiao’s parry to make a surprise attack.

The color of disdain flashed past, and just when the silver claws were about to pierce his body, he waved lightly in his right hand holding the novice sword.

boom!

-12966, -24382!

The sound of ice bursting clearly sounded in everyone’s ears. In the “Binghuang Po” that enveloped a large area, the body of the sharp-clawed silver eagle fell from the air, and the violent black mountain wolf also fell down with a roar and disappeared on the arena.

Weeping Xue Wuming’s rushing movement abruptly stopped, and he took a step back involuntarily. The two pets he was proud of were instantly killed before they touched the corner of Shura’s clothes, and the damage number made him no matter what. unbelievable.

It was a level 0 novice sword with only 5 additional attack power!

“Hey, it’s still too strong, I wonder if he can resist it.” Feng Xiao took a gloomy look. His strength attribute is already very strong, plus the 57-level attribute that the chain of guardians forcibly retains. , his current strength attribute can only be described as terror. Even with the novice sword, his attack is 6931, which is half the attack strength of the Xuanyuan sword.