The headless corpse, planted to the ground, was so strong that the short man's head was still blinking, staring at the figure that vomited blood and was proudly accepting cheers, and finally stared unwillingly.

This is unfair to him, he is an assassin in the shadows, if he fights to the death, as long as it is not a narrow encounter, he has the confidence to kill Scarface without injury.

However, there is no if, meeting on a narrow road is also a situation that must be considered, and if you choose to go to this ring, don't leave it to chance.

A duel, even surrendering and admitting defeat is not allowed, and it is no different from fighting on the real battlefield.

The trial of raising Gu cultivates a true Predator.

Su Ling had seen many powerful warriors, such as Lancelot, and even Julius, who was at the pinnacle of humanity, but their temperament was completely different from that of these "Atamars".

If you want to describe it, it is the difference between a general and a death squad.

Although the general can command thousands of troops and horses, he is also afraid of the fearless charge of the death squad, and even if he wins, it will be a tragic victory.

Su Ling really realized at this moment why this country was poor and weak, but no one dared to fight the idea here.

We need to have force in science and technology, force in civilization, and force in force.

The duel had come to an end, the winner had successfully advanced, the entire venue was screaming, and the frenzy swept over almost everyone.

But Su Ling didn't, he let out a long exhale, and the look in his eyes was complicated.

For the first time, I understood that this seemingly barbaric country is actually barbaric, and behind the bloodshed is a helpless choice.

Because there is nothing in the desert, you can only rely on the will not to die to fight against external threats, and there is no time for anything else except fighting.

However. Force is no longer able to bring this country further, it needs to be transformed, but the deep-rooted law of cruelty has been engraved in everyone's heart, and for a while, it is impossible to change here.

Menes said that Zeta's warriors lacked intelligence, and she looked for herself, did she want to change the country?

Su Ling couldn't understand the queen's thoughts, but he felt that Menes's search for him must have something to do with it.

Shaking his head and leaving these distractions behind, Su Ling kept his eyes on it, ready to watch the next battle.

There are a total of 32 contestants, 4 rounds a day, and 4 top 16 players will be divided today, that is to say, in the afternoon of seven days, it will be the time for the decisive battle.

Your game is tomorrow, but don't come up and be eliminated, it will be too embarrassing, or watch this cruel game more, feel the primitive bloody killing, so as not to get used to it.

The next game is also very exciting, so that people can't take their eyes off, although the flesh and blood are terrible, but the kind of battle with all their best tricks is really eye-catching.

However, even if the opponent completely gives up resistance and admits defeat, the winner will still clamoring to take his life.

In fact, such killings are meaningless, Zeta is no longer the weak tribe of the past, and there is no longer a need for such savage duels to select strong warriors.

In war, standardized training to train the army is far more effective than elite individual soldiers.

Not to mention anything else, the Eternal Sun is full of legions, and compared to the two countries, although the former cannot win in the fighting arena, it is enough to defeat Zeta's stragglers who are separated by a rope when they really fight.

Menes, presumably also helpless about this, she can give legal orders, but she can't penetrate into the hearts of the people, even if the army under the command of the sand queen is assembled, and the real fight starts, it is still a plate of scattered sand, after all, the predecessor of the original Zeta is an organization formed by the aggregation of various tribes.

For a queen who aspires to be in another country, it may be very frustrating to rule such a country.

While watching the game, Su Ling figured out the queen's purpose.

He estimated that the balance between the Senate and the temple had annoyed the queen, but he was helpless against them, and the strength of himself, an outsider, was the key to breaking the situation.

Yes, Zeta is very united externally, but the internal strife is also unique, isn't this arena a place where all forces compete?

As long as he defeats the Butcher of the Desert and becomes famous, the queen will come out and declare that he is my person, and the original pattern of holding each other in check will lose the balance in an instant, and some wavering organizations will not hesitate to fall to the queen.

If she wants to unify this chaotic empire, she needs an external force to help her break the delicate balance between the various forces.

Su Ling was the chip that was enough to tip the scales.

"You want to use me as a gunman," he thought secretly, "I won't agree to it if I don't knock you hard." ”

Su Ling had already figured out how to open his mouth and get enough benefits from the queen.

But first of all, you have to win the game.

After watching the day's best fighting, he dragged his tired body back to the hotel.

The girl at the front desk still sent all kinds of secret autumn waves, Su Ling was all the air, washed up, removed the wind and sand on her body, and fell on the bed.

Looking at the ceiling, there are still various replays of daytime battles in the skull, all kinds of exciting battles and wonderful reversals, every climax, people can't help but applaud.

He even fantasized about how he would respond if he came to power.

Rehearsing the battle over and over again in his mind, he gradually regained his confidence from being at a loss at the beginning to easily resolving it at the end.

Su Ling opened his eyes and sweated profusely.

At this time, it was already late at night, and the imaginary battle in his mind had just ended, and his face was full of horror of escaping death, but he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

When he first arrived, he was still nervous, worried that he would not be able to cope with such a brutal competition, but now, he is fearless, and can even be said to be full of confidence, aiming for the championship.

As a psychiatrist, he understands very well that in such a decisive battle, if he is cowardly before he fights and loses his momentum, he has already lost, even if his ability ranks in the top three, he is likely to be eliminated in the first round.

However, with his strong spiritual power to simulate a battle in his mind, Su Ling found that he faced an ordinary opponent with almost no possibility of losing.

The only thing to watch out for is the "butcher" and the "sandstorm".

These two are not only S-class, but also the leaders of S-class, the sandstorm is mysterious and unpredictable, and the butcher is also a monster cultivated by various technologies and ruthless life, which cannot be reasoned with.

Even if you have several abilities and countless hole cards, you will never dare to take it lightly.

However, for Su Ling, as long as it is enough to defeat the butcher, the queen's goal is achieved, and the next thing is to negotiate the conditions, and if you want him to stand in line, the price is not cheap.

Although it is not yet certain what the queen wants to do, it should be eight or nine to ten, this demon cat-like queen, whose ambition is not just to be a puppet emperor.

Although Menes already holds real power, even fools can see her determination to unify Zeta.

It is foreseeable that a revolutionary storm is about to set off in the desert, and he is in the eye of the storm.

With this in mind, Su Ling closed his eyes cross-legged and entered a realm that only some old lamas could learn - meditation.

No matter how fierce the power struggle will be, it is imperative to rest for a while and prepare for tomorrow's duel.