Ahan was sweating like rain all over his body. This was not real sweat, but a stimulation of potential.
His profession destined Ahan's combat effectiveness to be superior to the virus he cultivated.
In the past, before his professional level was upgraded, he was just a human shield. Every time he fought or hunted, he had to rush to the front to absorb the firepower and attacks of enemies or mutant beings.
This situation lasted for several years.
If Ahan hadn't been lucky, he would have died long ago.
Virus Bearer, this profession is very special and weird. However, before upgrading, when he only had explosive fungus and onychomycosis, he and his profession were not favored by others.
Every team likes him, but every team doesn't treat him as a human being.
The euphemistically named vanguard, macho man, tank, arrowhead, sharp knife... in fact, they are just cannon fodder.
Looking at the shadows of thorns and whips all over the sky, Ahan's mind replayed the days when he was walking on thin ice and living on the edge of death every day since the end of the world began.
His eyes quickly turned red.
After obtaining the ability of the life-eating poisonous pole, Ahan's status rose sharply. At the beginning, he was very satisfied. He felt that everything had changed and the god of fate began to favor him.
However, gradually, he discovered that nothing actually changed, he just changed from a low-level thug to a high-level thug.
The person who ordered him went from a second-rate person to a first-rate person, and now he has become a boss-level person.
He is still a gangster.
Just like now, even if he becomes the number two figure in the Hidden Snake Journey, he still has to be sent out to fight a life and death battle.
Is this his honor? Yes, you can say that. But more importantly, he still needs to charge forward.
In Ahan's heart, when Xiao Zhengtai Yiqi ordered him to go into battle just now, the thought of establishing his own business arose for the first time.
Therefore, he wants to win this battle, get rewards, and continuously enhance his strength until... he becomes a boss himself!
Until... watching others fight for him!
He must win this game.
With sweat flowing down his body and Ahan's unwilling roar, the virus carrier activated his fourth skill.
No one knows that Ahan has a fourth skill.
Huajiahezi pus!
A terrible virus that can quickly cause the target's touched area to rot.
This is the first time that he has shown this virus in front of everyone, which will make him miserable every time he cultivates it a little bit.
Xiao Zhengtai once said that Ahan cultivated one gram of life-eating poisonous pods every day. But what he didn't know was that if Ahan only cultivated life-eating poisonous pods every day, he could cultivate five grams! The reason why he only cultivated one gram was,
It's because in addition to adding a small amount of fungi in the first two physical attributes, he spent all his energy and efforts on the pus of Hezi!
This is his trump card, this is his stepping stone on the road to becoming a top powerhouse!
Ahan has already made up his mind to kill this woman, get the reward, strengthen himself, and then say goodbye to this little bastard that he hates so much!
This young guy is not qualified to order him. Even if he takes off that golden equipment, he will not be his current opponent!
In this fantasy, Ahan came up with his own trick, to suppress the things at the bottom of the box.
The terrifying pus, which was as inconspicuous as sweat, turned into water droplets all over the sky and splashed onto the surrounding dense thorns.
No matter how strict the protection is, it cannot stop the pervasive liquid.
The pus of Huajia Hezi was stained on the thorns, and it was fired towards Hong from the gaps in the thorns.
All the thorns that were splashed emitted green smoke, and the location quickly expanded, directly corroding the tough and terrifying weapons.
The thorns fell to the ground piece by piece, covering the ground in an instant. As Ahan stood there, the broken thorns were already up to his ankles.
He looked ferociously at the red hair falling in the sky, unable to dodge, and watched the liquid he emitted pounce on the woman.
It was close, and without any accident, the pus from the sixty-year-old Hezi was stained on the red-haired body.
Although there were thorns flying around in the space, at this time, Ahan and everyone else on Hidden Snake Journey were sure that Yunding Villa had lost this competition.
Because the red-haired man's physical fitness value displayed on the light and shadow arena is declining rapidly!
It was the kind of decline that almost went backwards rapidly, from thousands, to a thousand, to only three digits, in just two or three seconds!
Many people in Genting took a step forward subconsciously. If it hadn't been for the light and shadow arena to stop him, they might have taken action to rescue the red-haired man without hesitation.
Compared to Xia Bai's indifference, the current red-haired person is more like a 'person'. She has a warm smile on everyone and is polite to everyone. Coupled with her increasingly peerless appearance, it is difficult for people not to look at her.
Create a good impression.
Even the Red Makeup Guards, a group of 'cold-blooded animals', regard Red Hair as a true member of their own family. She is the only person in Genting, besides Ye Zhongming, who can enter and leave the Red Makeup Guards camp at will.
You know, this honor is not even available to women like Xia Lei, Liang Chuyin and other women like Ye Zhongming.
Xia Bai bit her lip in an extremely rare move. She regretted it very much. If she had been the one to fight this time, even if she would die in the end, she could have replaced this strong man.
A tie is better than a defeat!
Everyone feels that this battle is over.
Maybe in two seconds, the red-haired person's constitution points will return to zero, and the whole person will die completely!
But in the air, hundreds of constitution points disappeared every second. The red-haired woman was not nervous at all. She suddenly spread her arms, and the corroded thorns in her hands fell. Her hair turned into thorns, and in the light and shadow
The thorns growing out of the arena, and even the broken thorns on the ground, floated again above the small arena space at the same moment.
The next moment, it exploded!
All the thorns exploded at the same moment.
Some red liquid splashed out from inside.
"It's useless, you..."
Little Shota's face turned red, and he pointed at the red hair and wanted to say something, but he seemed to be choked all of a sudden.
Because he saw that the woman who he thought would die was still alive. On the contrary, Ahan, who he thought would definitely win, died howling.
"That, that's..."
Young Shota looked at the red liquid filling the entire space in disbelief and was speechless.
He discovered that the liquid was not wattle juice, but a bright red viscous liquid that exuded extremely high temperatures!
The thorns were completely gone, and apart from the red hair that seemed to be reborn from the ashes, the space was completely filled with this liquid!