"Peng!"

A series of black streamers instantly surrounded Puka from all directions, and the flying knives that exceeded ten times the speed of sound instantly crossed the distance of less than 100 meters between the two sides, and the half-orc Puka didn't have time to dodge at all, and bombarded Puka's body one after another.

Every knife is like a mountain falling down!

Each knife has amazing penetrating power!

The black membrane on the surface of Puka's body was slightly concave, but it was not pierced at all, and the whole person was once again bombarded backwards.

"Phew!"

Reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes gloomily looked at the flying knives that surrounded Ronan.

Puka still can't believe that the little guy who was ravaged by him a few days ago can be kneaded and rounded like dough in just a few days, and hang him at will!

"Luckily, there's the Black God Suit." Puka secretly rejoiced.

Powerful body in rapid recovery adjustment.

The vitality of the High God of War is already quite strong, and in the half-orc state, his metabolic ability has more than doubled, and every bombardment of Ronan caused him is not fatal, and it only takes a moment for him to recover most of it.

So Puka can still hold on to the present.

However, as time passed, the injuries caused to him by each flying knife impact were gradually accumulating, and his internal organs were already aching faintly, if he continued like this, I am afraid that he would really be shocked to death by Ronan!

"What should I do?"

His gaze fell on the throwing knives that surrounded Ronan.

Yes, as long as all the knives are bound, Ronan will be a kite with a broken string and will never be able to fly again!

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!"

Ronan doesn't care what Puka is thinking, he only has one idea now, get rid of the other party!

The Black God suit is really a layer of turtle shells!

In the face of the dense shrouded flying knives, I saw Puka roar, and the left and right black palms swelled violently, and at the moment when the flying knives bombarded the black palms, the skin membrane closed, like a black cover, directly surrounding all the flying knives inside.

"Poof!" Puka couldn't help but spurt out a few mouthfuls of blood one after another, and the breath of the whole person was also a little sluggish.

Relying on the extension function of the Black God Suit, he can indeed envelop all the flying knives in it, but he has not done it before, because every time he is hit, his body involuntarily retreats, which is actually an instinctive unloading, in order to reduce physical damage.

But surrounding the flying knife is equivalent to completely resisting with the body.

That's more than half a million kilograms of impact!

This impact alone is worth the successive impacts that took so long before!

"Die!"

Puka, who finally restrained the flying knife, seemed to be about to erupt flames in his eyes, trampling the ground violently, boom~ The peak strength of the half-orc god of war instantly erupted, and the speed instantly soared to more than 700 meters per second.

But Ronan didn't have the slightest intention of going head-to-head with him.

"Boom~~" kicked his feet on the ground, and the whole person was directly raised on the spot, and at the same time, the shield behind him was driven by spiritual power, and instantly flew upwards with Ronan.

Both of them were in excess of 700 meters per second!

But obviously, Ronan, who is also a medium god of war and a peak spiritual master of the god of war, is even faster, and Puka can't catch up with him at all by relying on his legs.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

After dodging Puka's pursuit, the flying knife that was surrounded inside instantly rebelled under the manipulation of Ronan's mental power, rushing left and right, knocking the black skin out of the bulges one by one, and then quickly recovered.

Helpless, Puka could only release the flying knife.

looked up at Ronan on the ground suspended dozens of meters in the air, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

The spiritual master is too difficult, fast and flexible, he can't catch it, and he can't run, so he can only be used as a target by Ronan and kneaded at will.

As everyone knows, Ronan, who was looking at him, also felt a little headache.

"Is it really going to use that trick?"

The Black God suit is too difficult, every impact of the flying knife will be weakened by ninety percent of the Black God suit, and the remaining impact will be dispersed all over the body, and it will not be able to cause effective damage to Puka at all.

Judging from Puka's current state, even if he comes to ten or eight rounds of bombardment, he will still be alive and kicking.

The solution is not impossible.

But the price was so high that Ronan was hesitating in his heart, whether to pay such a big price in order to deal with Puka, after all, after he refined the exclusive telekinetic weapon, the other party had no chance of survival.

At this moment, a blue curtain of light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes—

[Series of Tasks 1 - Chopping Grass: Kill Puka, inexplicably chased and killed by the other party, arouse the killing intent in your heart, kill the half-orc Puka in front of you, and activate the idle cultivation version 2.0!] 】

Task!?

Ronan blinked.

You know, since the last martial arts actual combat assessment, he has never encountered a system task, and he didn't expect another task to pop up at this time, or a series of tasks!

What does this mean?

It means that as long as you complete this series of tasks, you can get a series of task rewards.

The most important thing is - Ronan's eyes fell on the words 'Activate Idle Cultivation Version 2.0', Version 2.0!? This reward is a little too tempting!

Everything in Ronan's body now comes from the idle cultivation system.

If he could upgrade the version of the idle cultivation system, wouldn't it mean that his growth path could go faster and better.

"If that's the case, it's nothing to pay a little price." His eyes fell on Puka's body on the ground, and a golden flame suddenly flashed in his originally black pupils, and the combat uniform on his body was windless.

"The Controller (Basic)" Miscellaneous - The Secret Art of Burning Mental Power!

The ocean of spiritual power that originally flowed in the sea of Ronan Zhihai was surging violently at this moment, setting off waves, and the sound of huge waves crashing echoed throughout the sea of knowledge, and the ocean was surrounded by endless golden flames.

"Boom!!"

With the burning of the sea of mental power in the sea of knowledge, the aura on Ronan's body became more and more surging.

So much so that Puka on the ground was a little surprised.

"This breath is so strong!"

He couldn't stand still, he didn't want to think about it, he just turned around and ran.

Although he didn't know what Ronan was doing, he could see that Ronan's aura was soaring rapidly, and even the intensity of this aura was greater than that of most of the powerhouses he had ever seen.

This feeling is like the first time he saw Iceberg use the Origin Forbidden Move!

"Hurry, hurry!"

The figure was like lightning as it was shuttling through the park, but even though his speed had reached its limit, he still felt too slow, hurry, hurry, it was the first time Puka felt that he was so close to death.

"Boom—"

A loud roar rang out behind him.

Kopka's footsteps didn't stop at all, he didn't even dare to look distracted from the corner of his eye, he could only urge his pace to be faster, faster!

It was extremely fast, like a meteor.

"He shouldn't be able to catch up, right?" The thought had just crossed Puka's mind.

"Poof!"

Puka, who was running wildly, only felt a pain in his heart, and when he looked down, he saw that the black membrane covering his body was bulging high, drilling out little by little, as if it was forcibly propped up by some terrible force.

Finally—

It's like a seed in the dark, rushing out of its hard shell to welcome the dawn of spring!

Puka also saw what it was that drilled through the Black God suit.

"It turned out to be a black throwing knife!"

That was the last thought that crossed Puka's mind, and he fell to the ground with no emotion.

"Pounce!"