Chapter Ninety-Eight: Excessive 3

Quietly watching where the knight had disappeared, Ron nodded in satisfaction.

"Ordinary soldiers seem to be just that, so why not make it a little more difficult?"

In the middle of his thoughts, soon, not far from him, a man at least two meters tall and with an unusually strong body slowly appeared.

The man was dressed in black half-body armor, with a hideous horned helmet on his head, and two heavy horned battle axes in both hands.

It's just that from the outside, it's not the same level as the knight just now.

Glancing at the man's angular muscles, Ron lowered his body slightly.

"This looks good, but I don't know how the strength is, the strength is almost experienced, now, I'll take a look at the speed. ”

However, as soon as the thought flashed through his mind, the stout man opposite him threw a horned battle axe in his hand at him.

At the same time, the man squatted at the limit, and then jumped up violently.

With a 'bang', the whole person smashed towards Ron like a cannonball.

Seeing this way of fighting, Ron's eyes narrowed, his body did not dodge or dodge, and the blade in his hand suddenly shot out.

'Bell !!'

The wide two-handed sword and the horned battle axe slammed together, and the horn battle axe was immediately knocked out.

However, the wooden floor under Ron's feet also cracked finely cracked.

After flying the tomahawk, without stopping, Ron kicked his feet violently, and in a circle of white air, his figure disappeared directly in place.

'Tear!!'

In mid-air, with the harsh sound of metal grinding, a slender spark suddenly pulled out.

Ron appeared behind the man's back at some point, his two-handed sword stabbing into his back, peeking through his chest.

The sturdy bust armor is no different from ordinary clothes at all, and it is pierced directly.

'Boom!'

The figures of the two slammed heavily on the floor, and the ground suddenly burst into large cracks.

The mortally wounded man didn't seem to have disappeared like the previous one, ignoring the two-handed sword still stuck behind his back, and the horned battle axe in his hand slashed at Ron's waist at a tricky angle, while his other hand tried to grab Ron and hold him in place.

"Humph!"

Sensing the other party's intentions, Ron twisted his body and narrowly avoided the palm he grabbed.

Just as the horned battle axe was about to touch his waist, the two-handed sword stuck in the man's body spun violently and jerked.

'Whew!!'

Half of the man's body above the chest suddenly cracked a hideous opening.

Immediately, the body slowly fell to the ground and slowly became transparent.

Putting away his two-handed sword, Ron watched thoughtfully as the ground cracked like a cobweb.

“5。 8's agility brings good speed and reflexes, but I've been used to the previous speed, and it seems that I jumped a little far just now and deviated from my position. ”

Just now, he originally planned to cut off the man's head directly, but because of the position, he had to choose to stab directly, otherwise, it would not have caused the other party to attack with a backhand before he died.

However, this deviation was not surprising for Ron.

After all, this sudden enhancement of so much physical fitness still requires a process of adaptation.

And this training room with simulated combat can obviously allow him to speed up his adaptation to his body.

After a brief break, Ron once again began to simulate the figure of the next battle.

If it weren't for the fact that he was better adapted to his body, with his current strong physique, he wouldn't need to rest at all, and he would be able to enter the battle directly.

However, although this training room is very convenient, he also found a relative flaw.

Because it has long been known that the simulation is not real, there will be no death or injury.

However, if you rely on this training method for a long time, it may reduce your perception of danger, so that in real combat, there are often things that are not afraid of death or are slow to react.

Of course, this also refers to long hours of training, like Ron's exercise in order to adapt to the body, as long as you pay attention, the effect is minimal.

As you fight again and again, the difficulty increases again and again.

Gradually, Ron also adapted to his current physical condition.

With his current strong physical fitness, not to mention an ordinary person, he is a pure-bred outlier, and there seem to be few people like him who have such perverted power.

He reckoned that perhaps only the lower mutated creatures in the Forbidden Forest of Andath could match it.

Ron didn't know what Richard wanted him to do, but he believed that he could solve ordinary problems on his own.

Most of the normal areas of the treehouse were already open to him.

However, in addition to his daily routine training, Ron soaked in Richard's study to read some strange and messy knowledge.

Because he found that most of the books in Richard's study described some regional landscapes that ordinary people could not reach at all, or mysterious flora and fauna, as well as strange natural phenomena.

And these things are not recorded in the data room of the city guard.

In other words, the contents of these books are either very secret, or they are unknown to the city guards.

This is very valuable for Ron, who is eager to understand the world.

Almost every day is spent in training, study, and rest.

Although he could only stay in the treehouse and not get out, Ron didn't find anything boring......

Half a month later.

In the study of the treehouse.

Ron was sitting on the soft couch, reading a book with a black cover, when the closed door suddenly 'clicked' open.

An old man with silver hair in a black robe walked in slowly.

Richard stared at Ron's serious appearance with white pupils, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Sure enough, here, how are you doing?"

Hearing the voice, Ron was slightly stunned, then suddenly put down the book in his hand, stood up and said respectfully.

"Welcome back Lord Richard, I'm fine. ”

"Don't be so formal. Richard glanced at the black-covered book in his hand and said with some surprise. "I didn't expect you to be interested in the Underworld's Illustrated Book of Plants. ”

"I'm just looking at it. Ron said cautiously.

"Well, needless to say. Richard retracted his gaze and said in a calm tone. "I'm here to tell you that I'm going to get ready today, and I've got something I need your help with tomorrow. ”