Ascension of the immortal Asura

Bang!

Kadin’s sword slammed against Iris’s daggers, who had crossed them before her chest at the last moment to block the attack. Despite her profound eyes and fast speed, Kadin’s power was still far to overwhelming to contest evenly against. Were it not for the teamwork of all three, any one of them would have already died ten times over. Iris flew backwards like a bullet, while Kadin appeared before her once again, his sword slashing down with lethal might.

Despite being a formations cultivator first and foremost, he was also a heavenly genius when it came to combat talent. This combination was one of the reasons he was so feared within the realm.

Vines suddenly erupted from the ground and wrapped around Kadin’s body, who’s explosive aura shattered them with ease. However, this pause was enough to give Iris enough time to dodge as she narrowly avoided the sword attack.

Boom!

The sword slammed against the ground, sending fractures through the durable land for hundreds of yards.

Kadin’s gaze quickly shifted as he locked onto a powerful blast of Qi coming his way. He slashed his sword outwards, unleashing a powerful sword image battle art that slammed against the beam attack.

Boom!

The beam attack which had been unleashed from one of Adam’s quickly formed formation arts exploded from the might of the battle art, unable to keep up with it. Kadin’s body flashed to the side as a pair of daggers narrowly missed his head, while vines erupted from all around as the battle between the four youths raged on.

Kadin grit his teeth in frustration as he was unable to land a finishing blow on any of the three, despite their lower cultivation. Their teamwork was impeccable, and each was a talented genius in their own right, making it so that the fight was almost even in power. Worst off was Adam, who was able to neutralize Kadin’s formation powers whenever he used it.

Formation energy was unique and difficult to deal with except by another formations expert. Kadin had used several quick use formation arts already, but each one was instantly neutralized as Adam activated a formation neutralizing art. As such, the battle had reached stalemate, with both sides living on the very edge of death.

At the same time, the battle between the other thousand youths raged on as well, as the two sides found themselves in an even battle. The Honorable Alliance outnumbered the enemy youths four to one at this time, but thanks to their much greater talent and power, the enemy youths fought back without losing out.

If things continued at this rate, it was unclear which side would reign supreme at the end.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Starting soft at first, a wave of distant footsteps slowly became audible, although they were mostly drowned out by the calamitous explosions between battle arts. Each step shook the ground beneath, a testament to the weight and power of the ones walking towards the battlefield.

“There you are! Where the fuck have you been?” a loud yell boomed from Vargul, who was locked in heated battle with Igris. He had spotted the arrival of the newcomers out of the corner of his eyes, and felt growing frustration at their late arrival. Igris’s power was beyond overwhelming, and Vargul found himself on the defensive the longer the battle continued.

“They probably got lost on the way here, the braindead barbarian idiots,” Amber Bloodrose chimed in before unleashing another attack at Luth, who unleashed his own sword art to counter it.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Join the fucking battle,” Vargul yelled out once again as he noticed the newcomers watch from the sidelines, as if they were uninterested in the battles.

“Fighting weaklings does not interest me,” Zulos replied dismissively as he watched the battles unfold, flanked by several other barbarian youths of almost equal power.

Vargul almost erupted with uncontained rage as he heard this, but kept his cool as his battle against Igris was not something he could be distracted from.

“If you join, I’ll tell you who killed your Bloodbrothers!” Vargul yelled out, his words causing Zulos’s gaze to narrow. He knew of the deaths of several of his clansmen from his tribe, but not who killed them. It seemed as though Vargul knew however, which was something Zulos was very interested in.

“Fine! But if you’re lying, I’ll kill you myself once this is over,” Zulos’s deep voice boomed out as he jumped high into the sky, followed by the several other barbarian youths.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Zulos and the others landed in the middle of the battlefield, unconcerned at all about the ruinous explosions blasting all around them. Several of the battle arts slammed directly onto their bodies unguarded, but did almost no damage to them, shocking the Honorable Alliance youths greatly.

“Shit!” Luth couldn’t help but curse as he watched Zulos and the others start a rampage. Each of their attacks wounded or killed an Honorable Alliance youth, while their powerful bodies allowed them to resist almost everything that was thrown at them.

In an instant, the arrival of Zulos and the others had shattered the balance of the battle. Several of the stronger Honorable Alliance youths attempted to stop them, but were unable to. Only someone on the level of Luth was able to contest against Zulos, and Luth and Number One were currently occupied by their own formidable foes.

In less than five minutes, over fifty Honorable Alliance youths had fallen, unable to withstand the increased might of the enemy geniuses. Luth fought against Amber with his full power, each of his battle art attacks capable of shattering mountains, but Amber’s power was even greater than his own, making it so that he had to use his own just to survive.

Zulos and the other barbarians dashed through the battlefield, each attack of theirs shattering another Honorable Alliance youth. Zulos stood above the corpse of a freshly killed Honorable Alliance youth, before his gaze shifted towards another nearby youth, a girl from a healing sect that was providing support to her nearby allies.

The girl’s eyes widened with fear as she saw Zulos appear before her, his body towering over her like a mountain. Zulos fist slammed down towards the girl, who knew she would perish the instant it made contact with her.

Bang!

A calamitous collision of physical power erupted, shattering the land beneath Zulos feet as his fist came to a complete halt. His eyes narrowed as he stared at three muscular human youths who had appeared before them. They were less than half the size of Zulos, but each emanated a physical might practically equal to his.

Each had bald heads and their chests bared, and had arrived at the exact same time to stop Zulos’s attack. All three of their fists were pressed against Zulos’s fist, while their heated gazes stared at him with fiery interest.

“Who are you?” Zulos asked with narrowed eyes, surprised that he had encountered humans capable of matching his might, even if it were three of them. Most peculiar of all was another human youth draped in pure white robes who sat on the shoulders of the middle muscular human, almost as if he were riding the human as a mount.

“Hahaha, you face the might of the Three Battle Bobs!” Miko’s voice boomed out maniacally as he sat atop one of the Bob’s shoulders and announced their arrival. “Now tremble and despair!”