In the first encounter, Su Ling took advantage of Arhan's arrogance to inflict major trauma on him.

If the tendon is broken, it is still injured by Lingche, and it must be recuperated for at least three weeks, otherwise it will definitely leave sequelae.

In a short period of time, Arhan was equivalent to a wasted hand.

For a martial artist accustomed to close combat, it would be tantamount to killing him.

Arhan obviously understood this, and he looked down at his bleeding right wrist and sighed:

"Well, the cleverness that can be used in battle should not be called meanness, but the wisdom of battle, and you won."

He looked at Su Ling fixedly: "But it doesn't mean that I lost." ”

In those bright eyes, a sudden burst of determination.

Su Ling was no stranger to this kind of death-defying look, and when he first saw Lancelot, the other party had this look.

Su Ling won, but Arhan said that he may not have lost, so there is only one possibility-

He's going to fight hard, and he's going to go to the limit for one.

Su Ling didn't do much to dissuade him, such as saying something like I spare your life, it was an insult to this great warrior, and the other party wouldn't believe it.

Arhan took a deep breath, and his iron-cast pectoral muscles slowly bulged like flatulated balloons, shining with a metallic sheen.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed his right hand, which was almost separated from flesh and bone, and slammed it hard.

The sound of tooth-aching bones rubbing sounded, and Su Ling couldn't help but look sideways.

Arhan broke off his severed right hand and threw it aside, revealing a bloody wound, and to his shocking surprise, flesh sprouts grew on his wrist, and at a rate visible to the naked eye, a hand was regenerated.

Severed limbs reborn!

With his strong physique and abundant qi and blood, it is not difficult to force cells and tissues to regenerate in a short period of time, but with such a big internal injury, I am afraid that he will fall into the root of the disease for the next half of his life.

Originally, it was possible to recover the right hand as before, but in the following days, I am afraid that it will be difficult to lift heavy objects.

If the damage caused by Su Ling only knocked out part of the amount of blood, then Arhan's current approach is to take the initiative to cut off his blood trough, and if the blood is gone, he can still take medicine, and if the blood trough is gone, then it will really be gone, unless he hangs up.

However, for such warriors, they never think about what happens after their death, what they have to do is to devote their lives to the battle until they die.

Only those who survive are called victors.

Arhan knew very well that no matter whether he won or lost this battle, there was only a dead end for him after that, but he still smiled happily and said to Nu:

"Thank you."

Su Ling didn't answer.

What he said was to thank Su Ling for not interrupting him and giving him a chance to die with honor.

Although he was a little unbearable, Su Ling still replied lightly: "No thanks, if you want to thank you, go all out and show me Zeta's Predator." ”

Arhan raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar: "Good! Wise stranger, if you win, I'll tell you some secrets about the butcher! ”

After saying that, his originally extremely weak momentum was actually rising, and soon surpassed the peak!

Su Ling's pupils shrank, and it was like this again, and his abnormal strength exploded!

He was sure that this was some kind of secret method that could stimulate the body to break through the limit in a short period of time.

It's no wonder that Arhan had previously shown the speed and strength of the S-rank with A-rank strength.

As if seeing his doubts, Arhan, who had returned to his peak, looked at him with blazing eyes and explained, "Assasin's secret method...... We have been taken in and raised by the organization since we were children, and since we were children, we will implant a special imprint in our bodies, and once we urge it, we can obtain the power to surpass the limit, of course, every time we use it, we will lose our life, and I originally only had five years left, so I will burn it here! ”

Su Ling suddenly, this makes sense, it is similar to his Paradise Lost, but the sequelae are even more serious, a strong man like Arhan, who is not very old, is conservatively estimated to live for another seventy or eighty years, but he only has less than five years of life left, and today he has to burn everything out.

He clenched his grip and looked at the dangerous opponent vigilantly: "Come on." ”

He has a lot of hole cards, and he can easily abuse his opponent with everything, but he won't use them until the last minute.

Respect this fighter and at least go all out to fight with him.

Of course, this can also hide some strength, so as not to expose the hole cards in advance.

From beginning to end, he was calculating.

In fact, even if he regained some emotion, Su Ling has never changed, all actions must give priority to interests, if it is a last resort, even if it is a dirty means, he will not hesitate to use it.

Maybe he can't go back, no matter how much emotion he regains, he is cold-blooded in his bones, and the gentleness and kindness he shows to those close to him is just a disguise.

At the end of the day, he's still an unscrupulous guy for the sake of profit, and whatever the excuse, he's here to get benefits from the queen and help him break through, and for that reason, all means are at his disposal, as long as necessary.

Although I respect Arhan, if I can't beat it in the end, I will definitely make a bad move.

Taking a deep breath and slowly adjusting his state, Su Ling aimed his blade at the enemy in front of him.

Al was rarely ready and began to act.

The first thing he did was take off his thorny gloves.

The seemingly light fist gloves fell on the ring, but the dull sound of smashing heavy objects seemed to be a rare treasure.

These fists poked a lot of small blood holes in Su Ling's body in the grappling just now, but now Arhan took the initiative to unload his equipment, as if to say "man, I give up resistance".

But when he took off his gloves, Su Ling felt more dangerous.

Arhan moved his muscles and bones, the hot liquid boiling in his veins, he looked at Su Ling, and whispered, "It's coming!" ”

The next second, he was in front of everyone. turned into a handful of yellow sand and "dissipated" in place.

The opponent turned into yellow sand, and Sulrington felt bad.

Because he couldn't even detect Arhan's breath.

With his mental strength, he should have been firmly locked, but ......

The yellow sand did not dissipate with the wind, but a small sandstorm rolled up in place, surrounding Su Ling.

Looking at the yellow sand surrounding his body, Su Ling frowned.

The breath of Arhan, instead of disappearing, is everywhere.

He was hidden in every grain of dust.

His voice came from the yellow sand in the sky: "Cast it with all your might, my limit is ten minutes, taste the power given to me by the great desert god!" ”

After speaking, the sand and dust flying in the air actually condensed and formed, turning into an iron fist, smashing from the top of Su Ling's head.

This time it was sudden, but fortunately, he had already reacted and dodged the fist condensed by the yellow sand.

The blow missed, and the arm turned back into yellow sand again, surrounding Su Ling, and the voice of admiration came out: "Second blow!" ”

This time, a spike formed by the condensation of yellow sand drilled out from under Su Ling's feet, and he had to jump in embarrassment to avoid the blow.

"The third time!"

This time, it turned into a burst of arrows.

This is Arhan's ability, turning his body into a scattered and invisible sand, conjuring up a thousand moves and tricks, sometimes punches and kicks, sometimes blades, and sometimes even bullets.

At first, Su Ling was able to deal with it, but in the end, the speed of the Yellow Sand Transformation attack became faster and faster, so that he could barely cope with it.

The elementalization of the flesh, Su Ling has not seen it, but it can only last for a short time, and it is impossible to turn into countless gravels like Arhan, and can freely switch between transformation attacks, like Zell into a water elemental body, it can be ever-changing, but those water support is just a big torrent.

And these yellow sand are not ordinary sand, each grain carries the life energy of Arhan, and the result of being hit is not like the wind and sand hitting the face, but the bullet hitting the body and being pierced out of a bloody hole.

In the end, it even turned into a real sandstorm, enveloping Su Ling in it, and each grain of sand flew and rotated at high speed, hitting the body, no less than cutting meat with a knife.

He was trapped in a meat grinder turned into yellow sand, and he could only keep cutting open a hole with a spirit cut, but each time it healed instantly, and gradually, the sandstorm slowly closed, and there was a feeling of suffocation in the urn catching turtles.

Su Ling had no way to defend or dodge now, the yellow sand had turned into a sphere, and three hundred and sixty degrees blocked all his retreats without dead ends.

The spirit cut in his hand could have cut gold and jade, but in the face of the yellow sand in the sky, Su Ling felt powerless for the first time.

He could cut through even the hardest alloy in the world, but there was nothing he could do with the sand.

It's easy to cut the mountain, but it's hard to cut the dust.

The yellow sand in the sky slowly gathered, and a huge earthy yellow sphere enveloped him, and countless spikes condensed inside, threatening to tie him into a hedgehog.

Su Ling sighed: "Okay, this ability really overcomes me, turning into sand or something, it's too bad for playing flat A output." ”

Arhan's voice came from the sand: "This ability was not originally like this, it can only hide me in the yellow sand, it is the result of my continuous development, the ever-changing body, the pervasive attack, but it is more deadly, now, let's die." ”

After speaking, the spikes inside the sand ball grew violently, and it was about to pierce Su Ling.

"You are a great warrior," Su Ling did not hesitate to praise, "but unfortunately, I actually play real damage, Ping A is only used to attach attack effects, and by the way, I also have an AOE true damage skill." ”

After speaking, the Lingche in his hand actually let out a terrible wail!

Countless unjust souls appeared on the blades, screaming in pain, as if there was a flame burning their bodies.

When he dealt with the demon baron Skasaha before, he harvested the souls of a group of demon brothers, all of which were stored in the knife, which was enough to send out a soul-destroying slash.

Su Ling tightened his grip on the handle of the Spirit Cutting Knife, which stimulated the Soul Destroying Sword Qi in it.

All the souls were sacrificed, and suddenly, a silent fluctuation came from the blade of the spirit cut,

This silent fluctuation swept through all the yellow sand in an instant.

"What?!"

Arhan let out an exclamation, and the sand ball began to collapse.

To manipulate this ability, it is necessary to attach spiritual power to each grain of sand, and although it can be ever-changing, it also means that the will on the sand is very weak and can be easily erased.

For Su Ling, who specializes in mental injury, it is tantamount to a professional counterpart.

The damage from the dispersion of the Soul Slayer Sword Qi was very low, but it was enough to extinguish the weak spiritual power on the yellow sand.

This time, it directly turned Arhan's soul into a candle in the wind, and it could no longer be as millions as before.

Perhaps knowing that he had lost, Arhan gave up most of the spiritual energy on the gravel and instead reunited into a body.

It's a sandman made of sand.

The body was small, like a toy, and it was the limit of how much Yellow Sand Arhan could now manipulate.

But this limit is still shrinking, and the sand and gravel are constantly falling off all around the body.

The body made of yellow sand began to crumble, and there was no regret in the voice of the legendary warrior, only a sigh:

"I see, the spiritual side of the ability to ...... No wonder you have the confidence to challenge this ring, but these alone are not enough to deal with the Holy Son. ”

"Holy Son?" Su Ling held the little sandman in his hand, looked at his dissipating body, and hurriedly asked, "Who is it?" ”

"Butcher," Arhan put it succinctly, "he is the son of this Assasin, and if nothing else, he will be the next leader, and the victory over the sandstorm will be his final test." ”

Su Ling suddenly, no wonder that dead fish-eyed little kid can kill the S-level leader in an instant, it seems that he also used Assasin's secret method to improve his strength, otherwise he really has the idea of abstaining, if it is so strong under normal conditions, then let's wash and sleep.

The little sandman had only one head left, and sent a final message to Su Ling:

"Remember, don't be touched by him, that's all, this battle is the coolest one I fought, you actually let me fully use my abilities, happy, happy, you strangers, you can still fight, no wonder Zeta has not been able to raise his head for so many years......"

His voice grew low, eventually disappearing entirely.

In Su Ling's hand, only a handful of yellow sand remained.

A generation of legends has come to an end.