Asura Martial System

0Zhao Xin was so tired that he was gasping for breath. He knocked his opponent off the stage with a single strike, then he stood on the Devouring Immortal Blade and panted heavily.    

    

Gu Changjian looked at Zhao Xin, who was getting weaker and weaker, and laughed with a ferocious expression on his face. Damn stinky kid, he must have run out of strength.    

    

Of course, Zhao Xin was just pretending. How could he hide from Gu Changjian's evil intentions if he did not pretend?    

    

It was true that he was tired, but once a real fight broke out, it wouldn't affect his strength at all.    

    

Suddenly, a burly man carrying two heavy hammers jumped off the arena.    

    

With a rumbling sound, the entire arena shook a few times. The two hammers that were placed down on the arena faintly cracked open.    

    

"Trash, I advise you to admit defeat now. Otherwise, I, Iron Hammer, will not let you off lightly later." The burly man shouted in disdain.    

    

His voice was like the ringing of a bell, deafening the ears.    

    

"If you jump off the ring now, I might let you lose a bit more."    

    

"Ignorant brat, I will tell you the truth. The Third Elder wants you to die five times more, even the Hell King wouldn't dare to let you live to three times more." The big guy shouted in a deep voice and casually picked up the hammer that almost crushed the stage.    

    

"I don't know if the King of Hell dares to keep me alive, but I know that Gu Changjian won't be able to keep you alive."    

    

Zhao Xin smiled and shook his head.    

    

"Arrogant. I will hit you back into your mother's stomach with my hammer."    

    

After saying that, the big man raised his pair of hammers and strode towards Zhao Xin with big steps. His steps were so loud that it seemed as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. He rushed towards Zhao Xin with an aggressive manner like a tidal wave.    

    

The arena was even shaking. Half of the disciples who were still in the training field were attracted by the commotion.    

    

At this moment...    

    

Zhao Xin could not help but be stunned for a moment when he felt the vigorous energy that shook the mountains and shook the earth. He then smiled in relief and said, "This is more interesting. The small skirmishes earlier were so boring that I was bored to death."    

    

"Arrogant little bastard. Today, let me teach you how to be a human."    

    

The originally slow speed of the sledgehammer suddenly changed. In just a breath's time, the sledgehammer landed in front of Zhao Xin, and the pair of hammers mercilessly struck down.    

    

Zhao Xin was shocked. He didn't expect that the speed of the sledgehammer could be increased by so much in such a short period of time. He was shocked in his heart, and the pair of hammers smashed down.    

    

Gritting his teeth, he raised the Devouring Immortal Blade to block.    

    

Boom!    

    

Bang -    

    

In an instant, the power exploded, and the power stripes burst out with a loud bang. The ring directly shattered, and dust rose in all directions.    

    

The surrounding disciples had long been shocked into a complete mess. This destructive power was actually so strong, and the arena that had been specially processed actually collapsed with a single strike.    

    

How could Zhao Xin resist it?    

    

When the sledgehammer saw Zhao Xin being smashed into meat paste, the corners of its mouth curled up and revealed a complacent smile.    

    

However, in the next moment, he felt a chill on his back. He turned his head abruptly and found that Zhao Xin was standing perfectly fine behind him.    

    

The dust dispersed. There was nothing under the sledgehammer, only a broken saber.    

    

He had clearly hit it! The sledgehammer could not help but be shocked.    

    

"Thunder Tiger Pulse!"    

    

Zhao Xin shouted. Both of his fists punched out violently, hitting the sledgehammer's back.    

    

The sledgehammer did not have time to turn around. It suddenly shouted, "Black Bear Bloodline!"    

    

Hum -    

    

A clear sound rang out from the sledgehammer's body, followed by the roar of a black bear. A black battle aura appeared on its back.    

    

Zhao Xin punched out with both fists!    

    

"Boom!"    

    

Bang!    

    

Both fists suddenly punched out, and everyone could only see an afterimage.    

    

However, the blood that splashed in all directions or the sledgehammer was sent flying, and there was a loud sound that sounded like steel colliding with each other.    

    

Zhao Xin even felt a sharp pain in his fists, as if his fist had not hit the sledgehammer, but had hit the sledgehammer instead.    

    

"Ah!"    

    

However, Zhao Xin also exerted a lot of strength in this punch. The strength was not to be underestimated. The sledgehammer cried out in pain as it was pushed forward. It was obvious that he was in great pain.    

    

"Little bastard, go to hell!"    

    

The sledgehammer turned around and swept out. It was as if his entire body was going to be carried away by the sledgehammer. It was hard to imagine how such a sledgehammer and sledgehammer could be swung so freely. It was a shocking arm strength.    

    

"Phantom Step, Sly Spike!"    

    

Zhao Xin shouted in a low voice. His figure flashed like a shadow, and it was difficult to find any trace of him. He took a few steps back, but at the same time, the wind from the sledgehammer had already hit him. It was like a high-speed train had crashed into his body, and his internal organs were rolled up into a ball. His blood was surging.    

    

"His skin is really thick." Zhao Xin suppressed the surging blood in his body and sneered coldly.    

    

The sledgehammer was obviously angered by Zhao Xin. That punch just now had almost taken his life. How could he not be angry?    

    

The sledgehammer gave up on the other sledgehammer. It held a sledgehammer with both hands and swung it towards Zhao Xin.    

    

Zhao Xin's eyes turned ruthless, and a fierce look flashed across his face.    

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"Phantom Step, Sly Spike!"    

    

With a flash, he disappeared from the sight of the sledgehammer.    

    

Bang -    

    

A punch from a tricky angle landed on the sledgehammer's body. The powerful force directly pushed him a few steps away.    

    

He was just about to counterattack, but he lost track of Zhao Xin.    

    

"Bastard, come out and fight me if you have the guts!"    

    

The sledgehammer protected his vitals with one hand and shouted angrily.    

    

Zhao Xin was also very angry. The sledgehammer had actually broken his Devouring Immortal Blade. Similarly, he felt a trace of fear towards the strength of the sledgehammer. If he were to face it head-on, the outcome would definitely be blood splattering on the spot.    

    

Suddenly, the dust on the ground was swept up. Zhao Xin appeared in front of the sledgehammer and shouted angrily, "Compete in strength? Your father will fulfill your wish and make you die with complete sincerity!"    

    

His words were like thunder, exploding with a loud bang.    

    

When everyone saw that Zhao Xin wanted to compete with the sledgehammer in terms of strength, they were all shocked.    

    

"Is he crazy?"    

    

"Even sect master doesn't have the confidence to take the sledgehammer head on, but he wants to compete with senior brother in terms of strength."    

    

"It's not worth it to lose his life for a little bit of face."    

    

The strength of the sledgehammer was born with strange strength. Coupled with the awakening of the black bear bloodline, it was born with strange strength and bloodline power. The strength of the sledgehammer had already soared to an extremely terrifying level.    

    

On the grandstand, Gu Changjian smiled coldly. He did not expect Zhao Xin to lie down on the ground after the sledgehammer. Even his secret weapon had not been used yet. It seemed that Long Yunxin was also like this. He could not even withstand a single blow.    

    

Zhang Chen's expression changed slightly, and he kept staring at the battle in the eighteenth ring.    

    

"Dragon Transformation Second Gear!"    

    

"Blood Rage!"    

    

"The Kingdom of Death!"    

    

"Asura Unjust Prison, descend!"    

    

Zhao Xin threw out a punch, causing the surrounding space to faintly shatter. A strong wind howled, and in an instant, his strength increased by dozens of times. The descent of Asura Unjust Prison suppressed the strength of the huge hammer by twenty percent.    

    

A scarlet killing intent swept across the entire scene, and those weak outer circle disciples were even forced to retreat in fear.    

    

The huge hammer revealed a joyful expression. Zhao Xin was so stupid that he wanted to fight it out with him.    

    

Zhao Xin's fist was about to reach him in the blink of an eye, and it was already too late for him to attack with the giant hammer. He struck out with his left palm, and it collided with Zhao Xin's fist, which was a few times smaller than his.    

    

When the two fists collided, the sky and earth changed color!    

    

Rumble!    

    

A strong gust of wind shot out in all directions. The ground cracked and collapsed in all directions, and thunder kept striking in the sky.    

    

The sledgehammer felt Zhao Xin's strength that was comparable to his, and its expression changed slightly. It shouted in a deep voice, "Black Bear Bloodline, Blood Descends!"    

    

Before it finished shouting, the strength of the sledgehammer's fist suddenly increased, and an extremely powerful aura attacked Zhao Xin's mind.    

    

"Fight with bloodline? I'll grant you your wish!"    

    

"Azure Dragon Bloodline, Dragon Triad!"    

    

Roar -    

    

Between the heavens and earth, an azure dragon with a desolate aura appeared and hovered above Zhao Xin's head.    

    

On the other hand, Zhao Xin's clothes were propped up, and his scales were growing crazily. A pair of horns grew out of his forehead, and a tail grew out of his tail.    

    

Zhao Xin retracted his fist without holding back. He raised his arm, and the fist shadows that filled the sky started flying in all directions. The heavy fist was like a heavy storm, continuously smashing onto the sledgehammer that was unable to react in time.    

    

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