462: C462 A Ball of Red

C462 A Ball of Red

It was said that all Asura's Gate cultivation methods and absolute arts were recorded in this small ring, and at the same time, it was also a symbol of the Asura status of every generation.

"My Asura Blade is not in my hands yet. I am not used to using other weapons, nor need to use them. I will use the Void Blade against you."

"Cut the crap, take the attack."

Situ Quan shouted loudly. He was the first to raise the Eight Trigrams Hammer in his hand. Little Asura also struck out with his palm.

Those with sharp eyes could see that the little Asura's palm was clearly a backwards attack, but it was a backwards attack. In the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of Situ Quan.

His palm pushed out a dark red blob that bloomed like a flower. It was extremely beautiful.

It seemed incomparably gentle, but in fact, it already held the mountains and rivers in its hands. Its power was unparalleled, and the one who could clearly feel this was none other than Situ Quan.

He was actually instantly shocked by this floating palm and broke out in cold sweat. Fortunately, his reaction was extremely fast and his strength was also strong. After slightly adjusting the angle of the Eight Trigrams Hammer in his hand, he suddenly smashed it down.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, he was actually sent flying dozens of meters away.

"Empty hands against white blades, Situ Quan actually suffered a loss."

"Wow! Amazing! Don't think that his eyes and ears are bad. I didn't expect him to be so strong as well. This is another person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Talented Young Master."

The crowd below the stage was in an uproar once again.

On the stage, Little Asura had already taken a step forward. His figure was like a ghost, and his attacks were continuous.

The magic he cast on the Divine Avenue was the Asura Phantom, the Asura Clan's unique secret skill.

Once the Asura Phantom was activated, how many people of the same rank could see through its movement trajectory?

Only now did Situ Quan personally experience the terrifying power of the Asura Clan. Right now, he was completely on the defensive.

The little Asura's figure flashed, alternating between left and right. Every time it paused, it would attack Situ Quan. Whether it was a palm, a fist, or a claw, they were all ever-changing. Each move was extremely fierce, directly hitting the weakest part of the opponent.

The two figures in the field crossed each other again and again, creating a series of loud noises. After more than a dozen exchanges, Little Asura turned around and saw that Situ Quan had already fallen from the sky.

After falling, he could no longer bear the pain. He knelt on the ground and held his head with both hands, letting out an extremely miserable scream. Even his facial features were deformed from the pain.

This was not because Little Asura had deliberately humiliated him, but because the Asura bloodline had always cultivated killing techniques!

If Situ Quan could still live under his hands, then that was already a great fortune.

"So strong." Even Jun Jiu, Qingdeng and Talented Young Master couldn't help but sigh.

"The new generation of Asura?" Zhu Long unconsciously clenched his fists. One had to know that the fame of Asura was not limited to Central Continent.

Many of the Asura in the past had left the Central Continent, and their vicious names had spread throughout the Nine Provinces. It was not an exaggeration to say that the four seas were their home.

After suppressing his desire to kill, Little Asura wore a smile on his face. When he came, he was silent, and left in a light and calm manner.

After he got off the stage, he went straight into the distance. Everyone looked at him. Su Yuan was no exception. His mind was filled with thoughts.

At this moment, he heard an extremely ethereal voice floating into his ears. "I know you must have some questions in your heart. You don't have the right to know yet, and I don't have the right to answer you..."

"It's his voice."

Su Yuan was shocked. He tried his best to remain calm on the surface, but deep in his heart, a huge wave had been stirred up.

"What does he mean? Is he implying that I am still too weak? ..." At this moment, Su Yuan thought of many things.

Little Asura's battle had once again boosted their morale. This was because he, Hua Yi, and Young Master Loongyun, the three leading figures, had boosted their morale.0

After this day's sparring match, the results were very good. The more victories they won, the less losses they would lose. They had actually won close to 200 matches in 300 matches.

In other words, after this day's sword competition, the defending side only had over 100 people left, while the attacking side, including Talented Young Master, still had around 800 people.

The next day, they started to attack fiercely again. Unexpectedly, the situation had turned around. Everyone quickly discovered the problem - the ones remaining in the defending camp were all the top existences among them.

On the third day, as the number of people decreased, the number of times Zhu Long, Shentu Xian, and Xuan Bei appeared increased.

On the fourth day, the strength of these three people was too strong. Many outstanding elites chose to admit defeat after meeting them.

On this day, they only won a few dozen matches. As a result, they lost three hundred people on their side, while the other side only lost a few dozen people. The number of people on their side was reduced to a hundred.

As the sixth stage progressed to this point, everyone knew that the most important moment had arrived. At the same time, they also understood that the most important thing was Zhu Long, Shentu Xian, and Xuan Bei.

As long as they could defeat the three of them, victory would be theirs.

However, this wasn't easy, because besides the five remaining Talented Young Master, only Su Yuan could defeat the three of them. There were only six of them in total.

The probability of picking one of the three from the current hundred people was undoubtedly too low.

Once they missed the chance of winning against these three people, they would lose the chance of winning.

This was also the most difficult part.

They finally understood what Gongxi Xuansu was planning. This woman was too smart and scheming.

After they discussed it together, they decided to let other people besides Talented Young Master and Su Yuan attack for another day. At the same time, they must find the war drums with the names of the three people.

On this day, the handsome men gritted their teeth and tried their best. The result was still ideal. They had eliminated half of the opponents, leaving only fifty people.

At this time, a few of them had already found the characteristics of the three war drums belonging to the three of them.

These guys were all talented. Although they had already passed the sword competition, and one of them had even taken the golden ancient plate, he was still contributing to everyone.

They were excellent. The difference between the war drums was extremely minute. Moreover, they were quite a distance away from the war drums in the center of the ring, so they could actually recognize them.

Due to this, Su Yuan had decided to attack early tomorrow morning.

He did not want to stay until the last few people. He did not want to stay until the last few people went on stage. It was enough. He wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible.

He didn't want to put himself at the top of the storm. This was because of his identity. His situation was still very embarrassing.

A few of Talented Young Master's friends also wanted to fight.

Early in the morning, just as Su Yuan arrived at the ancient city's arena, a person stood outside the red line.

pqdm.com