Princess Lena was full of doubts: "High priest, no, more than that! Your skill Jiang Xia's Thunder is more powerful than most high-level magic. To be able to heal the damage it caused in such a short period of time, it would have to be at least the level of an ordinary priest. And this healing magic I've never heard of. Ronin, when did you learn this?"

Luo Ning thought for a moment: "If I remember correctly, it was only a few days when I infiltrated Tarazze. This doesn't matter, hehe......"

Luo Ning straightened up, his gaze swept over the fifty knights not far away: "Who's next?" Forget it, let's just come a few more at a time, everyone hurry up, I'm in a hurry!" With that, he put away his scepter and re-grasped the Storm Demon Sword, only this time there was an extra silver scimitar in his left hand.

Arrogant! Unprecedented arrogance! Unprecedented but confident arrogance!

Whether it is the tone of speech, body movements, or the demeanor reflected on his face, Luo Ning behaves completely different from the low-key Sven appearance on weekdays. Because during the period of his death in the healing class, he had already figured out that the reason why Princess Lena had this arrangement was to intimidate herself from these noble noble knights. In this case, I just want to be a complete black face and teach them well, what is the real "survival of the fittest"!

He said this lightly, as if he was inviting acquaintances to go out and play together. However, to the ears of fifty knights, especially under the premise that Raels was easily defeated by Ronin, it was more like a condescending provocation, like a ferocious beast deliberately relenting after forcing its prey into a corner, but staring at its prey and sneering.

At this time, the Violet Knights had just changed their fresh blood for a few years, and most of the fifty people were young men in their early twenties, which was the age of the blood and strength, where could they withstand Luo Ning's methods. At that moment, five or six people jumped into the gladiatorial arena with red eyes and a huff.

"Don't deceive people too much, you guy!"

"That's right, even if we lose in the end, we will never spare you!"

"Stinky boy, stop talking nonsense, let's make a move!"

"Everyone is on it together, I don't believe I can't beat him!"

Luo Ning smiled and let this group of knights shout, and secretly said in his heart that the effect of this radical method was really good. He was about to make a move, but his shoulder was put on the palm of a hand, and he saw Raels pleading in a serious voice: "Mr. Campbell, their nature is not bad, they just lack experience and polish, please be merciful!"

Quietly taking half a step forward, Luo Ning's lips hummed: "Don't worry, I naturally know!"

After that, before Raels retreated to the sidelines, Ronin's figure turned into a blurred phantom and instantly rushed in front of the six knights.

Although these six people are all hairy boys who are strong in blood and are easily provoked, they are the official knights of the Violet Knights after all. As soon as the six people entered the gladiatorial arena, they were separated in groups of three, and the six people turned to different angles and stood in the shape of "Pin". In this way, no matter which direction the opponent attacks from, the six of them can always link up in time and rely on each other's cooperation to fight the enemy.

So Ronin's raid, despite its swiftness, failed to break the defenses of the six knights. But seeing the Storm Demon Sword draw a pale cyan glow and slash down from top to bottom, it was blocked by a shield covered with a strong fighting aura on three sides. These shields were originally not enough to block Luo Ning's sword, but with the cooperation of the three knights, the three shields happened to be on the same level, and at the same time they touched the blade of the Storm Demon Sword, sharing the damage caused by the Demon Sword when it fell.

At the same time, the other three knights made a brazen attack, three long swords, one to the waist and ribs, one to the back of the heart, and one to the throat, respectively, from three completely different defensive corners to attack Luo Ning, although the momentum is not as majestic as the "weeping thunder" that defeated Raels, but when it comes to the danger and weirdness of the attack, it is more than that.

Six people, three offenses and three defenses, it looks like a tacit understanding, and there are no obvious flaws. But sometimes, just because there's no flaw doesn't mean it's foolproof.

I saw a silver arc of light flashing obliquely around Luo Ning, like a bright meteor tearing apart the night. Ronin wielded a silver scimitar and told the young knights with practical actions: offense is the best defense!

Where the silver scimitar touched, the three long swords broke in two. When the tip of the sword fell to the ground, the fighting energy on the surface had not yet dissipated, and it was still glowing with a faint cold light. The sword was slightly cold, and the knights' hearts were even colder. This set of cooperation is a secret killing move that they have practiced countless times and improved countless times before it was formed, and no one can say how much effort it contains.

They suddenly resorted today, hoping to impress Luo Ning with them, but no matter how sophisticated the tactics are, they need enough strength to support them. Although the three shields at the beginning successfully blocked Luo Ning's attack, the three people who followed the sword-wielding attack could not stop the sharpness of the silver scimitar, and Luo Ning cut off the weapon with only one blow, cutting off the follow-up action.

But that's not all. After the scimitar cut off the three long swords, it was like a pendulum swinging to the highest point, and began to return the same way, although the back of the knife was not sharp, but Luo Ning activated the azure magic pattern on the hilt, making the scimitar into an existence similar to an electric shock rod. The back of the spinning scimitar struck the three of them, and the leaping arc was shining brightly, easily electrolyzing the three knights to the point that they were unable to fight again.

The situation of the other three also took a turn for the worse, and what happened to Raels was repeated in them. The three of them could barely hold up their shields at first, but as time passed, the infinite energy stored in the Storm Demon Sword continued to pour out, and in just a few seconds, it broke the protection of the fighting energy attached to the shields of the three of them, crushing them to their knees. Ronin remembered Raels' intercession with him, activating a large dark red magic pattern on the back of the scimitar knife in his left hand.

This scimitar was originally silver-white, like a bright moon in the clouds, shining white. However, in the blink of an eye, the dark red magic pattern swept through the entire blade, causing it to transform into a flaming rod covered in dark red patterns. Luo Ning chuckled, and the Storm Demon Sword in his right hand suddenly raised, and the pressure on the three knights holding shields suddenly disappeared, and they suddenly lost their balance. At that moment, the dark red stick shadow slammed into the three of them from the side, like a black bison painted in anger, knocking them all into the air.

Before the three of them landed, the dark red stick shadow chased after them, like a violent storm, and landed on the three of them continuously, beating them to the point of immobility.

After doing all this, Luo Ning simply put away his scimitar, sat on a knight with only the magic sword, and said in a condescending and arrogant tone: "See? This is called the superior, the fittest! These six people are not qualified!"