Rules of Super Seminary Advent

"King Asura, eat my raging sea waves!!!"

King Bishamon is tall and tall, and his presence is like a towering mountain, which makes people dare not look directly at him.

At this time, endless anger ignited in his chest, as if it was going to burn the entire world.

His punch struck out with thunderous force, like the raging waves of an angry sea.

The power of this punch seemed like a roar from hell, and like thunder from the sky.

The entire sky was shaken by the power of his fist, and the clouds were like rolling waves, turbulent and tumbling.

The wind and clouds changed color, and the heaven and earth trembled, as if time had stopped flowing at this moment.

What he was facing with this punch was the king of the Asura clan, the Mad King Rahu.

Facing King Bishamon's punch, he did not choose to take it hard because there was no need.

The figure is like a ghost, erratic, but with an indescribable majesty.

His eyes were as cold as ice, as if nothing in the world could cause him the slightest fluctuation.

Facing King Bishamont's terrifying punch, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

It’s contempt and disdain!

King Bishamont himself is not bad in terms of strength, but he has willingly fallen to become a dark soul, and his martial arts journey has come to an end.

Even if he now has stronger strength, his current boxing skills are already covered in dust.

Flaws that did not exist before can now be treasured by King Asura Rahu.

After all, in terms of combat experience, Asura King Rahu is not inferior to anyone.

The Asuras are naturally aggressive, even his mad king Rahu is no exception.

Faced with King Bishamon's flawless punch, King Asura Rahu expressed great disdain.

"Whoosh whoosh!!!"

In an instant, Asura King Rahu made an understatement, but the two swords in his hands turned into two lightning bolts in an instant.

The two bolts of lightning pierced the void at a speed that ordinary people could not imagine, and with unparalleled power, they struck at King Bishamon's fist.

There was no bells and whistles, just a blood-red sword slashing out.

This knife seems simple, but in fact it contains endless mystery.

It is like an antelope hanging its horns, traceless, yet extremely wonderful.

In front of this sword, King Bishamon's terrifying punch appeared so fragile, like paper.

Just the moment they came into contact, the situation became one-sided.

"Boom!!!"

The moment the sword, light, fist and shadow intersected, there was an earth-shaking loud noise.

The entire heaven trembled, as if it was about to burst apart at this moment.

King Bishamon's fist was easily broken by King Asura's sword, and it dissipated like a chicken or a dog.

However, Asura King Rahu's double swords continued unabated and slashed directly towards King Bishamon's body.

"How is that possible?! This punch is my strongest punch!!!"

King Bishamont's face turned as pale as paper, his eyes widened, and he looked at all this in disbelief.

He couldn't believe that the punch he put all his strength into could be broken so easily.

His heart was filled with despair and unwillingness. Why was he still so fragile even though his strength had improved to a higher level.

In the face of the powerful sword of Asura King Rahu, King Bishamon's full punch seemed powerless to fight back.

However, at this life-or-death moment, a hint of determination suddenly flashed in King Bishamont's eyes.

"I am not wrong! Even if I am willing to become a dark soul, even if I am not recognized by others, I will go all the way to the end!"

King Bishamont gritted his teeth and punched again despite King Asura Rahu's sword.

With this punch, he used up the last bit of his strength, with the courage and determination to break the boat.

As one of the heavenly kings in heaven, he, Bishamonten, was not weaker than anyone in his life.

Although this punch did not have any terrifying vision, it was more powerful than before.

The so-called great simplicity, all the bells and whistles are like paper in the face of absolute strength.

And this punch seemed to be the burning of King Bishamon's life, his last insistence on his belief.

This punch has gone beyond the scope of boxing.

This is a cry from King Bishamon to his heart, an unyielding struggle.

Asura King Rahu's eyes flashed with surprise, but his movements did not pause at all.

The two swords in his hands turned into two bolts of lightning again, and they collided hard with King Bishamont's fist.

"Boom!!!"

There was another loud noise, and the entire space in the heaven seemed to be torn apart.

"Pfft!!!"

King Bishamont's body flew upside down like a kite with its string broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

The body of Asura King Rahu also swayed slightly, but his steps did not take even a step back.

"That's a good punch! If you hadn't degenerated into a dark soul, maybe this punch could have injured me!"

Feeling the fist mark on his body, King Asura Rahu glanced at King Bishamon.

After all, the reason why King Bishamont willingly degenerated into a dark soul was because he wanted to go further in the martial arts.

It's just that he was too eager for quick success and went astray.

If he hadn't fallen into a dark soul, in time there would have been another truly strong person in heaven.

Unfortunately, there is no if!

At this time, King Bishamon was seriously injured.

He climbed up with difficulty, but there was no fear in his eyes.

Looking at Asura King Rahu in the distance, a smile of relief appeared on his face.

He knew that although he had failed.

But he found his own heart in this battle and found the right direction for his martial arts journey.

King Asura Rahu looked at King Bishamon quietly, with a hint of respect in his eyes.

But they are mortal enemies from two different camps, and King Asura Rahu will not give King Bishamon a chance to grow up.

"You are indeed a good opponent, but you have taken the wrong path! To show my respect for you, I will chop off your head with my own hands!"

Hearing this, King Bishamon knew that he would not be able to escape today.

Are you saying that he regrets degenerating into a dark soul?

No, in fact King Bishamonten does not regret his degeneration into a dark soul.

Because in the dark soul state, his strength has indeed improved. This is an undeniable fact.

Do you think he has no regrets? But he found a way to continue to become stronger.

It’s true that you can’t have your cake and eat it too, it’s a bit greedy to want to have both at the same time!

King Bishamon closed his eyes unwillingly but relieved. His Shinto was about to end.

King Asura Rahu raised his sword without any hesitation.

With a "poof" sound, the northern general in heaven was decapitated with a sword, and the curtain came to an end.

When the Dark Soul Heavenly Soldiers saw that their main force was dead, they became confused and retreated steadily in front of the Asura army.

The current strong man in the Dark Soul Heavenly Court is the Dark Soul Emperor Shitian.

And the enemy he will face is-Liu Shen!

"Di Shitian, it's time to pay back the blood feud that happened back then!!!"