Ascension of the immortal Asura

Miko had stayed near them in case they needed help against Zulos, as Zulos’s strength was renowned to be almost unbeatable, but he could tell that they were more than capable of handling themselves. While he could tell Zulos had yet to go all out, he was confident in the combined might of the three Bobs.

After watching Zulos get jumped by the three Bob’s for a short while, Miko’s gaze shifted towards the distance and locked onto someone as he hopped off Bob’s shoulder. While it was amusing, he assistance was required elsewhere.

ROAR!

A furious roar of rage boomed out along with an overwhelming aura, causing Miko to pause his footsteps and turn around. The three Bobs were knocked back slightly by the aura before coming to a halt and staring back at Zulos who had erupted with furious anger, pushing his power to another level.

Zulos’s muscles rippled all over his now slightly bloodied and bruised body, while a unique aura of a battle art flared out powerfully. Tattoo like symbols appeared all over his body, making him look quite exotic. Up to this point, he had yet to use a body battle art, and had finally been pushed to the point of needing to use it.

“You three disgrace the Body Cultivator Way!” Zulos boomed out angrily as he stared furiously at his three opponents.

“And what way would that be?” one of the Bobs asked questioningly.

“You three fight with no honor! Fight me one at a time!” he boomed out again, his teeth bared with anger.

“Hahaha, are you serious?” Miko laughed, almost unable to believe what he was hearing. “You and the others invaded this land and slaughtered thousands, and yet you speak of honor. This is war, there is no such thing as honor in wa-“

“Oh yeah…whoops!” one of the Bobs suddenly exclaimed sheepishly as if they had just realized something.

“I guess we got caught up in the heat of the moment after our little bro was attacked,” another Bob said to the two others, also slightly sheepish.

“Right! We’ll fight him one at a time now, and since I attacked him first, I get to fight him first!” the third Bob chimed up, making sure to make his claim of first to fight.

“No way! I’m fighting him!” the other two Bobs boomed out simultaneously while they stared at each other with combative gazes.

“What…what the hell are you guys talking about?” Miko couldn’t help but blurt out after recovering from his shock at how stupid the Bobs were.

“Body cultivators always fight one at a time…we just got caught up in the heat of the moment,” one of the Bob’s explained. “I don’t really care about honor or whatever the hell this guy is talking about, but I refuse to win in any way other than my strength alone!”

Miko slapped his forehead in shocked disbelief, unable to comprehend the stupidity of his three new friends. He had no time for this, and also needed them to finish Zulos quickly so they could help elsewhere on the battlefield. Two of them sitting off to the side was not acceptable.

Miko sighed deeply as he wracked his brain for a moment, at which point an idea popped into his mind.

“They’re so braindead it just might work,” Miko whispered under his breath before walking over towards the Bobs.

“Why don’t you just fight Zulos at the same time?” Miko inquired seriously, as if he were confused about the matter.

“What? I just told you I want to win by fighting Zulos myself. Teaming up is beneath me and out of the question!” one of the Bobs chimed up in protest.

“That’s not what I’m suggesting!” Miko replied while shaking his head, almost appearing as if he were an Elder about to teach three youths a lesson of wisdom. He crossed his arms behind his back and stared at the Bob who had just protested his idea with a serious gaze. “Since you got to the battle first, just fight against Zulos. If your brothers join in, just ignore them and keep fighting. Its them dishonoring themselves in the battle by trying to interfere, while you’re just trying to fight your opponent one on one! It’s technically not teamwork if you’re not working together!”

A confused expression appeared on that Bob’s face for a moment before his eyes lit up, as if he had contemplated Miko’s words and found them to be truthful and profound.

“That makes sense! You’re so smart as always little bro!” the Bob replied enthusiastically, as if all his problems were solved. He turned around and shot towards Zulos while his aura exploded out once more, unleashing a powerful fist attack at him. His fist turned a fiery red color as it slammed against Zulos’s fist, commencing their battle once more.

“Wait a minute, I was here first!” another Bob chimed up as he chased after his brother towards the battlefield. The third quickly followed as well, as the three resumed their battle against Zulos.

“Stop disgracing yourself and leave my battle!” one of the Bobs yelled out before unleashing another attack at Zulos.

“You’re the one disgracing yourself. This guy is my opponent. You’re the ones interfering!” another Bob replied angrily as he unleashed a powerful kick at his brother, knocking him aside. That Bob crashed into the earth, burrowing deeply before appearing once more as he dashed back towards the battlefield, unleashing an attack at his brother before attacking Zulos again.

Miko watched on as the three Bob’s resumed their battle, all while arguing with the others about interfering. The Bobs would occasionally attack each other to push them away, but never attacked with dangerous strength at one another.

Miko shook his head in exasperation, unable to believe his ruse had worked. The Bobs were now fighting Zulos as well as each other, but their attacks against each other were obviously much weaker than their attacks on Zulos.

“It’s not as good as before, but it’s still much better than them fighting one by one,” Miko sighed and shook his head one more time. “Even with Zulos’s increased strength, they should eventually manage to defeat him. Now for what I need to d-“

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Three barbarian youths suddenly landed next to Miko, their massive bodies shaking the land as they landed. They gazed at the distant battlefield that their bloodbrother Zulos was in, before looking at Miko before them.

“You have no honor! One lacking such honor does not deserve to live!” one of the barbarians boomed out angrily, as if Miko’s actions were beyond appalling while the three encircled him, making sure he was unable to escape.

Miko gazed at the three Barbarians as a curious expression appeared on his face.

“Isn’t it honorless to team up on me?” he asked. “Don’t I get to fight you one at a time?”

“Since you have no honor and are not a body cultivator, you do not deserve such treatment. Now die!” the barbarian youth boomed out as he prepared to unleash an attack on Miko.

Miko sighed and shook his head as he stared at the barbarian youth. They had invaded these lands without care, slaughtered thousands, and yet had the audacity to talk about honor.

“There is no honor in war. There is only life and death. And it seems you three have chosen death!” Miko replied calmly yet coldly as his eyes turned completely white.