Chapter 244 You are unfortunate
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I don't know how much time had passed, but the noise from the mountains that had been roaring and exploding gradually died down.
The battlefield has turned into a scorched earth.
There were flames burning everywhere in the mountains and fields, and there were also signs of burning, as if they had been ravaged by artillery fire.
"Ha ha."
The violent panting sound echoed slightly in the air, coming from the mouths of the two people who were confronting each other.
Su Ming and Mo Leng, one kneeling on one knee with a knife in hand, and the other barely standing with wounds all over his body, but both were breathing heavily, and it was obvious that they were exhausted.
The battle had lasted for almost ten minutes.
After ten minutes of fierce fighting, both sides seemed to be exhausted and out of energy.
The wrinkles on Su Ming's forehead have disappeared.
His spiritual power originally needed to be supplied to Xiao Haier, and now it would be used to activate the Jianwen and use spiritual techniques to fight, which would naturally consume more. If he didn't stop using it, he was afraid that his spiritual power would not be enough to support Xiao Haier's evolution.
Therefore, as early as three minutes ago, Su Ming had to cancel the use of the Jianwen technique, resulting in a significant reduction in the power of the spiritual technique.
On the other hand, Mo Leng was also in a bad condition.
The use of Jianwen will consume a lot of spiritual energy. The longer it is used, the greater the consumption. Correspondingly, the same is true for the demonization that is on the same status as Jianwen.
If Mo Leng himself was not a five-star hunter with more magic power than the average four-star hunter, he would probably not be able to continue to maintain his demonization.
Of course, at first glance, Mo Leng seemed to be in better condition than Su Ming, at least he could still use his awakened ability, but in fact, Mo Leng was the one in a worse condition.
There was no way. During the fierce battle, Su Ming seemed to have been fighting Mo Leng head-on. He continued to fight with him with swords even when he was violently crushed by Mo Leng. But as the fight went on, Su Ming suddenly started to shoot cold arrows, casting all kinds of spiritual techniques on Mo Leng, bombarding Mo Leng with wounds all over his body.
I have to say that this tactic is very scary, because you never know when the opponent will release spiritual magic while fighting with you.
In a close combat situation, if a spiritual spell suddenly strikes from out of nowhere, even the fastest hunter cannot dodge it.
Even a being like Lord Crow couldn't dodge the spiritual attack that Su Ming suddenly released, let alone Mo Leng?
If Su Ming's spiritual power had not been needed to maintain the evolution of Jianwen and Xiao Haier, Mo Leng might not have been bombarded by various spiritual techniques, but would have been directly hit in the face by Su Ming's advanced spiritual techniques.
That is the real horror.
Even so, Mo Leng, who was not attacked by Su Ming's advanced spiritual techniques, was still seriously injured.
This made Mo Leng both shocked and angry.
"Why? Why can he use so many different spiritual techniques?"
To be honest, the feast of spiritual arts displayed by Su Ming really frightened Mo Leng.
It's not like Mo Leng hasn't seen high-level sorcerers before, and it's also not like he hasn't seen spiritual arts that are more powerful than these, but he has never seen a sorcerer who can use so many different sequences of spiritual arts like this.
There are many types of spiritual arts, including attack, defense, auxiliary, sealing, and even single-target attack and range attack types, etc., which are more detailed branches. The one hundred kinds of spiritual arts form a system that seems limited but is actually very large.
A sorcerer, depending on his own strengths, talent potential, energy and other factors, can generally only practice one or two types of spiritual arts, and the number of spiritual arts of each type will not exceed ten.
In view of this, even a high-level warlock would only know a dozen or so spiritual arts at most, or at most twenty or so.
The president of the Warlock Guild, who is known as the strongest warlock in Longyao City and the only six-star warlock in Longyao City, relied on the rich collection of the Warlock Guild as well as his own talent and years of painstaking practice, but he also only learned forty-eight spiritual arts, less than half of the total.
Even so, the president of the Warlock Guild is regarded as the master of the most spiritual arts in Longyao City. He has specialized in the study of spiritual arts for more than seventy years to achieve his current achievements.
But what about Su Ming?
Mo Leng himself had personally consumed no less than thirty kinds of spiritual arts.
How old is he?
How old is he?
How can he use so many spiritual techniques?
What's even more terrifying is that this person is a dual-professional. His ability as a warlock is so terrifying, and his ability as a hunter is not inferior at all.
Apart from anything else, the terrifying power that could wipe out all the senior professionals of the Mohist school was enough to overwhelm any outstanding hunter.
In addition, this person seems to be a four-star professional. He has not yet reached his own star level, but he has been able to push himself to this point. Mo Leng really doesn't want to believe that there is such a monster in this world.
If Mo Leng had discovered a monster like this under normal circumstances, he would only be able to take two measures.
Either you absolutely don't offend the other party, or you try your best to win them over.
Or you could risk everything and use any means necessary to wipe out the other party.
But now, the former is no longer possible, and we can only take the latter measures.
At the very least, Mo Leng could not sit idly by and watch such an existence become the enemy of the Mo family.
The murderous intent in Mo Leng's heart was boiling, and he wished he could tear Su Ming into pieces right there and then.
But the frustrating thing is that I can't seem to do this easily.
This made Mo Leng almost crazy.
"I'm only one step away. Why would a previously unknown monster appear to stop me?!"
Just one step away and the bloodline of the nightmare species will be within reach.
Just one step away, the Mohist dream will be fulfilled and the past glory will be restored.
Just one step. Just this one step!
"Even fate is going to stop us!?"
Mo Leng felt aggrieved and furious at the same time.
"No! I will never admit it!"
At this point, there is no way I can give up.
There is no going back, and regret is absolutely impossible.
"Even if we have to sacrifice everything, we must fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Mo family!"
Roaring in his heart, Mo Leng took out a bottle of medicine.
There is no doubt that it is an alchemical potion.
In these last moments when he was almost exhausted, Mo Leng finally stopped being reserved and prepared to take drugs and explode.
"Don't even think about it!"
Su Ming saw this scene, and of course he couldn't just watch his opponent take drugs.
As a man who once relied on drugs to defeat powerful enemies, he knew very well how effective a bottle of alchemical potion could be at the critical moment of a battle.
So, Su Ming stopped it without even thinking about it.
"【First Style: Flying Arrow】."
At that moment, Su Ming used the lowest order spiritual technique that required almost no time to prepare and could be instantly released, causing an invisible shock wave to shoot out like a bullet and hit Mo Leng's hand.
“Bang!”
The invisible shock wave hit Mo Leng's palm very smoothly, knocking the alchemical potion in his hand away.
"What?"
Mo Leng was shocked, and seeing the alchemy potion slip out of his hand, he immediately prepared to fly over to catch it.
At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air was heard.
Mo Leng's heart tightened, he suddenly stopped and turned around.
What came into view was an alchemical long sword that shot out like lightning, and the tip of the sword continued to enlarge in Mo Leng's pupils.
At the critical moment, Su Ming was just like Mo Leng before. He used the alchemical weapon as a throwing prop and the fire fangs as a hidden weapon and shot them fiercely at Mo Leng.
A chill ran through his body, causing Mo Leng to decisively turn the broadsword in his hand and chop at the incoming alchemical sword.
“Clang!”
Amid the exploding sparks, the alchemical sword that emitted a scorching aura was deflected by Mo Leng with one sword.
But behind the alchemical sword, a series of flaming arrows suddenly struck.
"【Thirtieth Style: Scorching Bird's Song】."
Su Ming used his last spiritual power, making the fire arrows like chirping birds, creating waves of fire and carrying high temperatures, hitting Mo Leng one by one.
“Bang bang bang bang bang—!”
A series of small explosions immediately appeared all over Mo Leng's body.
"Uhhhhhhhhh!"
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Mo Leng was wailing continuously due to the bombardment, as if he was struck by lightning, staggering backwards, blood splattered all over his body, looking extremely miserable.
The continuous bombardment of this spiritual technique finally became the last straw that broke the camel's back for Mo Leng, causing his knees to go weak and he fell to the ground on the spot.
The severe pain struck his brain, causing his mind to go blank for a moment.
It was this moment of blankness that completely determined the outcome of the battle.
“Puff!”
Mo Leng only felt a flash before his eyes and a pain in his chest. An alchemical long sword pierced through his body and came out from behind him.
Blood spilled on the ground.
"What.?"
Mo Leng stopped all his movements and stared blankly in front of him.
There, a figure appeared out of nowhere.
The dark skin was covered with lines that flickered with faint blue light.
The red pupils were glowing with a cold luster.
The demon with wings on his back held an alchemical sword and pierced Mo Leng's chest.
Who else could it be other than Su Ming?
At this moment, Su Ming finally used his demon transformation.
"I didn't want to use this because I feel like something is not right with my current state."
Su Ming's voice reached Mo Leng's ears.
His demonization is very powerful and terrifying, even a being like Lord Crow is horrified. If he uses it, even Mo Leng who has entered the demonization state may not be his opponent.
But Su Ming originally did not intend to use his demon transformation in this battle.
It’s not because the consumption of magic power by demonization is too alarming, but because Su Ming’s demonization allows his whole body to gain the power of his right hand, allowing the power characteristics of his right hand to spread throughout the body.
Now that the Demon Emperor Sword had an abnormal reaction and he didn't even want to use the strength of his right hand, Su Ming naturally concealed it to avoid causing any more inexplicable symptoms.
But now, Su Ming had to use it.
"You are more difficult than I thought. Should I say that you are worthy of being only one step away from six stars?"
Facing such an existence, without using the demon transformation or the right hand, even most of the spiritual power cannot be used and has to be provided to Xiao Haier. It can only be said that Su Ming is daydreaming as he wants to completely establish the victory.
Seeing that Mo Leng was even planning to take drugs, Su Ming, who had been unable to win this battle, finally made up his mind and used his demon transformation.
"Congratulations, you have successfully forced me to use my full strength."
As he said this, Su Ming pulled out the alchemical sword that had stabbed into Mo Leng's body.
"Bang!"
Mo Leng fell to the ground on the spot, blood gradually spread out from under his body, forming a pool of blood, which looked extremely shocking.
That was undoubtedly a fatal injury.
As a result, Mo Leng's demonization began to fade, and the appearance of the one-horned ghost god gradually disappeared and turned back to his original appearance.
“You you.”
Mo Leng stared at Su Ming intently, vomiting blood while stretching out his hand towards Su Ming, as if trying to catch him.
However, his gradually fading strength and life force made him unable to even do this.
Su Ming also took a step back, and the demonic transformation on his body quickly disappeared, returning to his original appearance.
"Woo"
At the same time, his right hand suddenly became hot again, so hot that Su Ming could not help but stretch out his left hand and grab it.
Facts have proved that Su Ming was not worrying too much.
Once Demon Transformation is used, the whole body will gain the characteristics and power of the right hand, and the Demon Emperor Sword residing in the right hand will also resonate and release violent power fluctuations just like when using the [Silver Arm].
Although the fluctuation of this power was very subtle and not very strong, the hot right hand told Su Ming that the power was indeed causing some unknown effect on him.
"It seems that I have to find a way to find out what is going on after I go back."
Su Ming frowned, ignored his burning right hand, and looked at Mo Leng.
The consciousness of the Mo family patriarch seemed to be becoming blurred.
He no longer paid attention to Su Ming, but reached out his hand in another direction.
In that direction, the blood energy was still raging, telling others that Xiao Haier's evolution was not over yet.
Mo Leng stretched out his hand in that direction, as if trying to grasp some hope.
Su Ming couldn't help but feel pity for her because of her persistence.
He didn't know how determined Mo Leng was to restore his family.
He didn't even know how much Mo Leng had paid for this goal.
He only knew one thing.
"You are unfortunate."
Su Ming said so.
"That thing you want at all costs happens to be mine."
If there was anything Mo Leng did wrong, it was only this.
If it weren't for this, he might have achieved his goal long ago.
Su Ming only had one thing to say.
"In your next life, remember to tell your family members not only to teach you to restore the family, but also to teach you the basic manners of not randomly stealing other people's things."
After leaving these words, Su Ming put away his Fire Fang and turned to leave.
Mo Leng acted as if he didn't hear Su Ming's words and kept reaching out his hands in the direction where the blood was rising.
Finally, the hand slowly dropped down and fell into a pool of blood, unable to move anymore.
(End of this chapter)