His hands were stained with the blood of countless people, and the killing aura that had been formed for a long time when deliberately released gave people an almost suffocating coldness and terror. The Japanese player who was slightly closer to him felt a chill all over his body, and his heartbeat was pounding. The sudden fear accelerated suddenly, and the steps retreated subconsciously, and the curse that was about to be spoken was swallowed back into the stomach.
During the commotion, a gloomy voice sounded clearly in the crowd: "Asuras of China, don't be embarrassed here. Go back to your country of China!"
Feng Xiao glanced indifferently towards the direction of the sound, sneering in his heart. The purpose of his appearance in advance was to provoke, and he was even more eager for someone to take the initiative to provoke. In this way, he would have a legitimate reason to kill people.
In the world of reincarnation, players from different countries can communicate with each other without any hindrance, and different languages will be automatically converted by the system into languages that players are familiar with. The originally chaotic crowd suddenly became quiet due to the sound of this voice. It is conceivable that this person must have a very high reputation in the entire Japanese war zone and is undoubtedly a super heavyweight.
The originally crowded crowd separated into a lane, and a young man with a short stature and a cold face stepped forward. Behind him, several teams were arranged in an orderly manner. But no player around this team dared to approach them, and they all looked at them with fear and envy.
"The young leader of Japan's largest gang, the Kouchama Association, Masao Kuchiyama is also ranked third in Japan's ranking list and third in Japan's martial arts competition."
Xiao Tian's secret words came to Feng Xiao's ears. Shura's appearance had already become a global live broadcast due to the actions of someone who was interested. Xiao Tian collected information about Masao Kuchoushan as quickly as possible the moment he showed up.
Feng Xiao casually glanced at his attributes, then didn't bother to look at him again. He turned away and said disdainfully: "I'll give you two choices, either kneel down and admit your mistake for what you just said, or..." The voice stopped and he sneered. Incessantly.
The crowd was stunned, and Masao Kuchiyama was also completely stunned.
What Shura showed was such naked provocation and insult. Shura was facing the leader of the Koushan Society who was the most powerful in the Japanese war zone and almost no one dared to provoke him.
Domineering! This is true domineering! Countless Chinese players silently shouted in their hearts.
Masao Kuchiyama's face was distorted for a moment and then returned to normal, and he laughed wildly: "Shura! Who do you think you are? What can you do if you are the number one in China? In my eyes, you and a poor ant Almost. Do you know who I am... As long as I give the order, you will die very hard!! Look!!"
There was a burst of chaotic cheers from the Japanese crowd watching. It is true that no matter how powerful Shura is, he is just one person. Facing the powerful force of the Kouyama Society, he has no chance to struggle except to escape.
"Kill this Shura who overestimates his capabilities!"
"Go back to China!!"
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Pride, arrogance, stupidity. The ridiculous Japanese people who have not personally experienced the power of Shura will never believe the power of Shura.
Masao Kuchiyama proudly enjoyed the chaotic shouting and pursuit. The battle between Shura and Xiaodao in the Chinese Martial Arts Tournament made all the players in the Japanese war zone feel extremely humiliated, and the source of this shame, Shura, was also firmly remembered in their hearts. If Shura can be killed here, it will definitely avenge the Japanese war zone's past humiliation, and at the same time kick the shame back to the Huaxia Kingdom, and the reputation of the Koushan Society will rise to a new height.
"Then do you know who I am?" Feng Xiao looked at him with a sneer, approaching him step by step, and Shura Huanxia's eyes began to flash with blood-red light.
Shura's approach made Masao Kuchiyama feel a terrible pressure. He was secretly frightened, but he could not retreat at this time. A light purple assassin's short sword appeared in Masao Kuchiyama's hand. At the same time, his left hand began to make a "surround Shura" gesture backwards. He sneered contemptuously: "Humph, you are just..."
His heart seemed to be pierced by an extremely cold sword. Masao Kuchiyama's whole body became cold and he started to tremble violently. Everything in his sight became blurred until it turned into a sea of blood and a hell of skeletons. The abyss of evil spirits... He seemed to be in that terrifying purgatory, with countless bloody arms reaching out to him, tearing his body apart bit by bit...
His pupils were dilating. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. He wanted to run away, vomit... he wanted to die...
"Devil...Devil, you are the devil...ah!!!"
From shivering and retreating, to paralyzing on the ground, to rolling and crawling into the crowd behind him, screaming and running away. The huge change caused the crowd to become extremely quiet for an instant. All the members of the Kuchishan Club present were horrified and hurriedly followed Kuchishan Masao's figure as he fled in a hurry.
The world was in an uproar. Except for a few players in the Chinese War Zone, no one knew what happened. But from Kuchiyama Masao's infinite arrogance to his incomparable embarrassment, all Japanese players felt like they had been slapped loudly in the face. And that incredible scene made the sudden fear in their hearts impossible to erase no matter what.
"Hahahaha, it's so overwhelming." Maple Leaf Kuanglan burst into laughter.
"Hmph! The big bad guy is the big bad guy." Maple Leaf Blue Star pouted her red mouth and muttered in a low voice. However, her eyes secretly looked at the domineering Shura among the crowd on the screen from time to time, and her heart was pounding. This kind of man undoubtedly has a fatal attraction for the girl - even if she is the little devil princess of the Xuanyuan family.
Maple Leaf Blue Star couldn't help but stretched out her little hand and gently stroked the hairpin that glowed with light on her head. The heartbeat accelerated a little bit more. At some point, this innocent and innocent 15-year-old girl began to have troubles. Every time she sees her favorite hairpin, his shadow appears in her heart, and it becomes clearer every time.
"But how did Brother Shura do it? Is it really possible to scare him like this just by his momentum? Then Masao Kuchiyama is too useless." Maple Leaf Kuanglan said to himself with a puzzled look on his face. Said.
"No! This is Shura's eyes, a strange but terrifying skill. This move once scared away more than two hundred people from the Tiansha Gang, and made those who experienced it personally feel terrified. This has appeared many times on the forum, But it has always been regarded as nonsense by most players." Fengye Haoran said with a solemn expression.
"What a terrible skill, terrible Shura. Such a result is undoubtedly the most cruel. If Shura solves the problem with force, even if all the Kouyamas on the spot will be wiped out, it will only arouse the hatred and ferocity of the players present. Kouyama The defeat of the association will also be regarded as a sacrifice to expel the Chinese Shura. But now... In front of the whole world, Masao Kuchiyama fled in embarrassment, making Japan lose face in front of the world. In this way, not only did the morale of Japanese players increase It will fall, and it will be difficult for Masao Kushiyama to gain a foothold in the Japanese war zone from now on, and the reputation of the Kushiyama Association will also plummet as a result."
Fengye Haoran explained to Fengye Kuanglan in a calm voice. Maple Leaf Kuanglan nodded repeatedly, his eyes becoming more and more fanatical.
"Tch! It's really disappointing. Is your Japanese island country just some trash? You're the first gang, and you're third in the martial arts competition. It's a joke!"
The sarcastic voice spread throughout the venue and around the world, making countless Japanese players want to scream in anger, but they were unable to refute. Because the leader of the Kouyama Society, who was recognized as the most powerful, actually fled in panic like a dog in front of him.
"The demon! It must be the demon! Kill him!!"
"Come together! Kill him!!"
"Yes! Kill him, kill him, kill him back to level zero!"
The crowd rioted again, and countless Japanese players showed off their weapons, trying to shamelessly use the human wave tactic to earn back their face. Although it is in the center of the city, since Feng Xiao is a player from a war zone of another country, he will not be punished even if he takes the initiative to PK.
"enough!!"
Another roar rang out from the crowd, this time the voice sounded calm and thick, and it carried a vague power.
The owner of the voice quickly jumped out of the crowd. This leap reached a height of more than five meters. He crossed the crowd in front of him and stood firmly in front of Shura.
This person is still much shorter than Feng Xiao. He is wearing a black tights, carrying a long black sword behind his back, and has a black mask covering his face, making it impossible to see his face. His appearance, but the knife showed his identity to the world.
The Ink Sword Demon Ninja whose strength in the Japanese War Zone is second only to the Blood Sakura—Michi Yamamoto!
The basic professions in different war zones are exactly the same, but the hidden professions will have corresponding characteristics depending on the war zones. For example, there is a special hidden profession in the Japanese war zone called ninja. The Black Sword Ghost Ninja is one of them. This is a profession with high attack speed and weirdness as its main theme.
He glanced sharply at the crowd and said loudly: "Everyone, be quiet. How can we, the mighty Japanese Empire, win with more and make the world laugh at us!"
His voice was extremely penetrating, coupled with his extremely high prestige and strength, the turbulent crowd became quiet again, and countless hopeful eyes fell on him.
Satisfied with the effect he had caused, Yamamoto Dao stood up straight with a proud look on his face and said coldly: "Are you the Shura of China? Humph, you want to challenge the Blood Sakura of Japan? You defeat me first. If you lose, then don't If you are embarrassed here, go back to China immediately..."
Before the expected cheers rang in his ears, and before he finished his harsh words, a figure flashed before his eyes, and a faint light pierced him at an alarming speed, passing through his body before he could react. . When he finally reacted, what he heard was a humiliating system prompt.
"Just fight, why are there all this nonsense." Feng Xiao took back the novice sword in his hand with a look of disdain, as if what he killed instantly was not the second master of Japan, but an insignificant grasshopper. He wasn't even interested in taking a look at Yamamoto Micho's body lying on the ground, and let him disappear into white light.
The scene became silent, and then there were the sounds of countless glasses falling to the ground and swallowing saliva.