Legend of the Asura

Xueying is still so quiet, but her heart has never stopped ups and downs.

At the beginning of the first match, a woman's voice sounded in her heart, and that voice was so familiar, because her voice was so beautiful, once she heard it once, it might be hard to forget in her whole life. What's more, those are the people around him, and they are the most important people to him. She couldn't know how she contacted herself, because they were not players in the same theater, and the square of this game would obviously cut off contact with the outside world.

"Sister Xueying, you like my brother, don't you?"

In a word, her calm heart suddenly stirred up waves. Her brother is the one who easily defeated her, then easily opened her heart door, easily walked into her heart, and easily made her cry... After getting along for more than a month, she who rejected everyone was so easy... conquered by him.

That was a man who was fatally attractive to women, a man who she couldn't help thinking of every day, and who she would never forget no matter what. For him, she was often out of her mind, and for him, she cried several times until her heart broke.

It was as if she had fallen under his spell.

Do you like him? What a simple question. If you don't like him, why do you think about him every day after he left? In a few months, not only did the miss not decrease in the slightest, but it accumulated deeper and deeper. If you don't like him, why would you cry so much when you hear the news of his death, and cry with joy when you know he's back.

However, he is from Huaxia, and he is from the Long family, and he is a Dongying woman. It is his adoptive father who killed him and his family several times. He must have a deep hatred for Dongying. Will he like himself?

After being separated from the world for more than ten years, her personality has become extremely withdrawn, and she instinctively rejects outsiders. Because of this, before meeting Feng Xiao, her emotional world was blank. But the blank emotional world is most likely to be stained with color. The appearance of Feng Xiao is like a heavy brushstroke in her blank paper emotional world, which can never be erased, and will always be so eye-catching.

She was silent because she didn't know how to answer.

"I know, Sister Xueying must like my brother. Some time ago, when my brother lost his sanity and destroyed your Emperor City, Sister Xueying not only did not stop him, but hugged him tightly and cried very sadly... ..."

It was also the scene she saw in the soul world that made her truly accept Xueying. She often laments happily that her brother seems to have met the most infatuated woman in the world.

Blood Sakura: "..."

"Sister Xueying, my brother has very important things to do now, so it will take a long time to participate in the competition. However, this competition is very important to my brother, and to our entire country. Can you delay the competition for my brother... At least don't let Xiaotian... By the way, you must have seen him, the Xiaotian Yijian who appeared on behalf of our Huaxia. At least don't let him go on stage too early, can you..."

"I know my request is really selfish, because what you represent is also the position of a country. If you do that, you will really betray the country and the nation, and you will definitely bear a lot of infamy... But , Sister Xueying, you have to listen to me carefully, in fact, you are also a Chinese!"

Xue Ying's body trembled violently a few times.

"You must think I'm lying to you, right? Let me tell you, I'm actually talking to you with my soul now, it's unbelievable, right? But it's true, the voice of a person can be a lie, and the action can be a lie." Hypocrisy, but the soul that carries the essence of human nature is absolutely impossible to lie. You are really a Chinese, and the blood of our Yanhuang flows in your body."

"I know your adoptive father is the Emperor of Dongying Kingdom. I think he must have told you that your parents are already dead, but let me tell you. Your biological father is still alive and watching you on TV right now Woolen cloth."

Feng Yao's voice was as soft as a breeze, but every word hit Xue Ying's heart like a heavy hammer.

A person who has only met once tells a person that he is actually from another country, not the country he has lived in for more than ten years. That person's first reaction must be to sneer, or even retort. But Xueying...she found herself believing it. The girl's voice seemed to have a strange magic power, making her firmly believe that not a single word she said would be a lie.

Heartstrings are completely messed up.

Fengyao is the master of Fuxi, and Fuxiqin can control the hearts of all things. Fengyao's soul sound transmission is integrated with the power of Fuxi, which can easily transmit the heartfelt voice into the depths of the other party's soul, allowing the other party to fully feel her emotions and sincerity, so that the other party subconsciously believes every word she said Words, every word.

"Sister Xueying, whether you believe me or not, are you willing to believe me once for the sake of your brother?"

Fengyao knew from Fengxiao that Xueying was sent to an isolated island for cruel training when she was very young, and she only came back three years ago. Because of this, her emotions were frozen, and she would have nothing to do with Dongying Kingdom. Feelings, to her "foster father" are pure obedience, not feelings. And if he plays this extremely heavy emotional card, Xueying will definitely be shaken. Because if she is really from Huaxia, after she chooses to agree to Fengyao, she can get Huaxia's recognition, she can get his recognition, and she can stay by his side without barriers.

Thus, Xueying walked to the arena. This is a gamble, a gamble with her future, reputation, and happiness as bets!

At this time, she stood proudly on the stage, accepting the eyes of the whole world. The waves in her heart had already calmed down completely, and she became as calm as stagnant water. Now that it has started, there is no turning back. Then, on the path of your choice, do your best!

If you want to challenge Huaxia, you must first defeat me, Xueying!

There is a weird atmosphere in the entire Dongying Kingdom. When Blood Sakura made a stunning debut and instantly killed the ups and downs of the gods of the Maldives, they burst into loud applause. In the next match, she still won easily, but they didn't give out any more applause. The development of things was completely different from what they thought, and all they could do was wait and see the development of the game patiently. They couldn't intervene in the game, and they couldn't even transmit their voices to the game scene.

"Challenger: Italian No. 2 player 'Guardian of Flame Soul' Flame Wolf...the match begins!"

The sound of "...beginning" fell, and the scene immediately returned to calm, and the arena was also deathly calm. Unexpectedly, this time Xue Ying did not launch a stormy offensive, but stood there quietly, looking at her opponent coldly.

"Guardian of the Flame Soul" is a powerful profession that is good at defense and can use the power of the flame god to make the opponent's attack hurt his own body. But facing Xueying, he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, because her fierce attack unexpectedly broke Di Shitianmo's defense easily, and even killed him with two moves. At this time, he was staring at her with fixed eyebrows, paying attention to every subtle movement of her, and he didn't even dare to use the auxiliary skills. Because there will inevitably be a momentary gap before and after using the auxiliary skills. Although it is only a moment, it is enough for Xue Ying, whose speed and reflexes are terrifyingly high, to easily kill her.

Ten seconds... twenty seconds... one minute.

Xueying still didn't make the slightest movement, but a little cold sweat appeared on the forehead of Yanlang who was originally calm.

Although no one has seen her real face, there is no doubt that Xue Ying, who is ranked No. 1 in the beauty list of Dongpu, must be an extremely beautiful beauty, and her eyes and gaze are also very beautiful. But standing in front of her and looking at him, Yanlang felt that those extremely beautiful gazes were like two cold ice knives, piercing his eyes... until they penetrated into his heart, making him gradually feel cold all over his body.

Even the most beautiful knife is a knife!

Yanlang finally couldn't bear this inexplicable suffering any longer, roared, stretched out his left hand, rushed forward, protected his body with a huge flaming shield, and slammed into Xueying.

Under the stage, Wilcox habitually twirled the skates in his hand, shook his head and said, "There's no need to watch it anymore. In terms of momentum, he has already suffered a disastrous defeat."

"Not necessarily!" A tall figure appeared behind him. After the initial irritability, Ross has basically recovered his calm, but the resentment and unwillingness in his eyes still haven't subsided.

Wilcox glanced at him, but said nothing.

"Guardian of Flame Soul" is worthy of the word "flame soul". As he runs, the players who are close to the arena can vaguely feel a heat wave coming through a layer of transparent protective cover, and his feet Burning flames are sprinkled all the way where they pass. This effect, even the fire magician is unable to show it.

It wasn't until the huge flame shield approached her that Xue Ying finally moved. She swayed slightly, and moved five meters at an extremely fast speed, completely defeating the impact of the flame wolf. After another sway, she had already appeared in the Behind Yanlang, both blades stabbed at his back.

Then, Yanlang seemed to have eyes on his back, and at the same time as Xueying stabbed out with both hands, Yanlang, who was still maintaining a forward posture, suddenly held the shield behind his back with twisted movements...

when! Clang!

With two crisp sounds, the words Ju Yi and Gaia's sprouting thorn fell on the shield at the same time. The Flame Wolf staggered a few steps under the impact of the force, but was not injured, but Xueying's body was suddenly attacked by the giant shield at the moment. The counter-shock force of the explosion sent it flying out, and it was only after falling ten meters away that it stabilized its body.

Taking a look at his own blood tank, Xue Ying finally felt a little dignified in his heart. Just a block skill can hit more than 9,000 lives, his attack ability is evident. At least over my budget.

Flame Wolf didn't seem to want to give Xueying a chance to breathe, just as he stabilized his body, he raised his shield again and rammed towards Xueying's direction in the same way. Leave a trail of flames along the way. And the flame he left before still showed no sign of being extinguished at this time, but was vaguely burning more and more vigorously.

Xue Ying still dodged lightly, but this time she didn't attack rashly, but retreated to the edge of the arena far away, watching his movements with cold eyes, as if looking for his flaws. Yanlang, who lost his target again, immediately turned his head, stepped on the flames and slammed into Xueying again.

The diameter of the arena is 50 meters long, following Yanlang's three runs in three directions, three straight lines of fire have already been connected on the stage.

This time, Xueying still avoided it easily, and then quickly moved to the other side of the arena, watching him charge again with cold eyes. With her speed and reflexes, as long as she wanted, she could let this man carrying the heavy flame shield In her eyes, people who can only be described as "slow" would never even try to touch her.

Once, twice... ten times... twenty times...

Gradually, the scene became extremely weird.

"What's going on?" Wilcox asked, frowning. After the first round of collision between these two people, it became like a play. Yanlang is like a lunatic... or a robot, rushing towards the location of Xueying without stopping. No matter where Xueying moves, he will rush there immediately. After nearly ten minutes, he is still the same. There was no pause.

As for the blood cherry, she avoided it lightly again and again, but never made a move again. It seemed that after the first attack failed, she was helpless.

"Obviously, that woman is stalling for time." Di Shi Tianmo, who was standing beside him, said with half-closed eyes.

"Delaying time?" Wilcox was puzzled for a moment, then snorted softly and said, "What about the Yanwolves from the Italian country? Don't tell me that the second best player from the Italian country can only act like a brainless barbarian." Ramping like a bull."

"No! He's already won." Tishi Tianma Rose finally grinned, revealing a tinge of pleasure.

"Oh?" Wilcox frowned again, didn't ask again, and looked towards the arena. But at this moment, Yanlang, who had been repeating the running and dashing movements, suddenly stopped.

At this time, his face was no longer dignified and calm when he first took the stage, but a confident smile was on his face.

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