Chapter 247: Well done, -year-old trainee (asking for monthly tickets!)

Indra smiled.

He walked out on his own, turned his head and looked around, his eyes swept across the temple, scanning the people in the temple.

Looking for the traces of the immortal who is the master of sacrifice!
Swish!
After Indra glanced around, he saw a group of people staring at him vigilantly and solemnly.

"Don't worry about me, just keep going!"

Indra smiled and waved his hand, saying nonchalantly.

At this time, Lanba Ashura looked confused and uncertain.

He glanced behind Indra and saw that there was a woman and a big dog following him.

He brought his family to the Ashura Temple.

This young man named "Boli" also came with his family.

But he brought his children here to broaden his horizons. Why did this Boli bring his wife here?
[Namuzhi] also had a twinkling gaze.

His intuition was beating wildly at this moment.

This man...

Give him an inexplicably familiar feeling!

Where have they met before?

[Proman]'s face turned black and he stared at the woman beside Indra in shock and anger.

"Shezhi!"

[Proman] murmured in his heart.

His daughter!

His daughter Shezhi ran away many years ago and now is with this young man.

"Damn it! How hateful!"

"He must have kidnapped my daughter and caused my plan to fail. If Shezhi had been married off, I would have had more support for my election as king this time."

[Proman] thought so and felt resentful in his heart.

"Why haven't I seen you before? Who are you? Whose offspring are you?!"

"Everyone present here is a well-known Asura in the world. Not only do you have a strong status, you also have many unique skills and amazing combat power!"

"What qualifications do you have to stand here?"

[Proman] questioned with gloomy eyes.

For some reason, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable when he saw this young man.

The heart is filled with depression, anxiety and anger!
This guy kidnapped his daughter, indirectly destroying his plan to become king.

It's so hateful!
Indra blinked and smiled at Proman, raised his hand to adjust his turban, and said, "It seems that I didn't explain it clearly just now, so I will introduce it again."

"I am an Asura who has been practicing for 2,500 years!"

"My name is Boli!"

"I like to sing, dance, and fight Ashura!"

Indra smiled.

As soon as the words fell, all the Asuras couldn't help but laugh, and the temple was immediately filled with a joyful and cheerful atmosphere.

Beat Ashura?!
This guy is talking about fighting Ashura?!

Laugh to death!

An Asura raised his lips slightly and stood up.

He stretched out his finger, placed it on the raised beard at the corner of his mouth, stroked it gently, revealed a disdainful smile, and walked towards Shezhi with his eyes turning.

"What a joke! What qualifications do you have to say that?"

"But your wife is pretty good!"

"I want it!"

As he spoke, this Asura smiled triumphantly, stared at Shezhi, and raised his hand to grab Shezhi's wrist.

Shezhi's eyes turned cold.

Swish!
A flash of cold light suddenly appeared from Shezhi's hand, carrying with it a chill, sweeping across the void, leaving a graceful arc in the air.

The next moment, the Asura's eyes trembled and he lowered his head in horror.

His wrist was neatly broken and sliced ​​open.

boom!
A hand broke away from the wrist and fell from the air, hitting the ground with drops of blood, and the hunched fingers were still twitching slightly.

Shezhi's beautiful eyes flashed with cold light.

Her right hand was raised high, holding a dagger.

The sharp dagger was stained with blood!
A trickle of blood slid down the blade and condensed into blood beads at the tip of the dagger, dripping onto the ground like a blood-colored bead curtain.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"my hand!"

"you this……"

Asura's face was ferocious and he raised his left hand in shock and anger.

This woman actually cut off his right hand!
Swish!
Before he finished speaking, a golden wheel of light flashed by and neatly cut the Asura's left hand. Then the golden wheel spun back and swept across the Asura's neck. Bang, bang, bang!
The Asura's head fell down, bounced like a ball, and finally stopped on the ground.

A pair of extremely frightened eyes appeared on the head.

Swish!
The golden wheel spun and finally fell back to the fingertips.

Indra's fingertips!

Swish!Swish!Swish!
In the entire temple.

Each face was different, some were shocked and angry, some were shocked, some were surprised, all kinds of expressions appeared on the faces, full of astonishment.

This guy actually dared to take action!
At this moment, Indra looked serious and raised his right hand.

On his index finger.

[Indra's Wheel] keeps spinning.

The divine wheel rotates and shines with golden light.

The golden wheel is the "Wheel of Indra", which was made by the god of craftsmanship, Viśvakarma, using the sparks of the sun god. After it was made, this "Wheel of Indra" has basically been left in the city of Shanjian to gather dust!
This is the first time he uses this divine wheel.

Swish!
Indra turned his eyes slightly, looked at Shezhi, and smiled.

"it is good!"

"Don't show mercy to this kind of person!"

Indra praised.

At this point, he glanced at the dagger in Shezhi's hand and said with a smile: "When I have time, I will find you a better dagger."

Shezhi lowered his head slightly.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly as she lowered her charming face, looking happy and cheerful, revealing the demeanor of a little girl.

Then, Indra nodded slightly and turned to look at the Asuras in the temple.

"Do you think I'm lying?!"

Indra said solemnly.

His voice resounded and instantly echoed in the temple, lingering for a long time and reaching the ears of all the Asuras.

Once! Twice! Three times!
Three continuous deep echoes shocked people's hearts!
"!!!"

Namuzhi was nervous and alert, staring at Indra's figure.

“What a strange feeling!”

"I clearly don't know him at all, but he seems very familiar. Who is he?"

Na Mouzhi blinked and showed a look of surprise.

He doubted whether he had seen this bowli before.

Otherwise, why would I have such a strange feeling?!
And the other side.

Rambha Ashura looked alert.

He pressed his son Mahisha's shoulder and said in a voice transmission: "This Asura may be a great enemy."

Upon hearing this, [Moshisha] clenched his fists, full of fighting spirit.

[Moses] opened his mouth slightly, and surprise and longing flashed in his little eyes.

The center of the temple.

[Vairocana] held his head high and smiled gently.

"Looks like a good opponent!"

Vairocana twisted his neck, raised his hand and turned his wrist guard, and chuckled.

Proman had a complicated look on his face.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes flickering, and various thoughts emerged in his mind.

This Boli is a little annoying.

But his strength...

It seems very good!
He may be able to use the power of this bowl to ascend to the throne of the Asura King.

Boom boom boom!
When he thought of this, Proman became excited and his heart couldn't stop beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Proman took a deep breath and stepped out.

"Since we're all here!"

"Then everyone is qualified to become the Asura King!"

"Now that the master is in the middle of training, it is inconvenient for him to come, so let's stick to the old rules. Whoever ascends the throne first will be the Asura King!"

Ploman finished his words.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
In an instant, all greedy eyes turned and shot towards the throne of Asura King on the high platform.

One after another, the figures of Asura flew out instantly.

"Salomo!"

"Are there any traces of the Lord of Sacrifice here?"

Indra's eyes turned and he spoke to Salama.

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