"So what do you say?"
Ronald's eyes closed briefly, and at the same time, he approached Blake quickly.
"Forest Embrace!" Blake's face was full of worry as he launched his attack.
Birds made of plants attacked Ronald.
The flock of birds the size of bats flew over.
At the same time, Ronald's eyes moved and glanced in Blake's direction, watching the birds fly towards him. He stepped forward and disappeared.
Immediately, the birds that could not find their target scattered in all directions.
"Where is he?" Blake's pupils constricted.
"Be careful, Lord Blake." The burly man's face was filled with shock. Ronald was still by Blake's side.
"Not good!"
Blake shouted. He swung his feet up and very nimbly jumped to the side, instantly leaving his previous position.
When he regained his balance, he looked back and saw that Ronald had appeared at the same spot.
Ronald smiled, not moving an inch.
Blake knew very well that the other party had a chance to attack him just now.
Then, in Blake's vision, Ronald took another step and vanished again.
The next second, he appeared beside Blake again and smiled.
"Why? Can't find my position?"
"Full of tricks." Blake took half a step back and released his elemental power, which transformed into a flock of birds that launched quick attacks.
Unfortunately, Ronald disappeared again.
"He's too fast."
The bird kept attacking where Ronald was, shattering the floor.
As the dust from the attack gradually dissipated, the large hall was silent.
Although Blake was unwilling, he had to admit that Ronald was too fast for him.
No wonder he dares to come to the castle alone. It is this terrifying speed that gives him confidence.
"Again, if you can touch my clothes, I'll consider it my loss. Moreover, how about I leave your Black Forest without saying a word?"
When Ronald reappeared, he was already sitting on a chair. He was even casually holding a piece of pastry on the table. It was as if he was at home without any fear.
Blake took a deep breath and gathered his elemental attacks again. The plants transformed into different creatures and attacked again.
"Thorn Spear!" Suddenly, a slender green spear made of thorns appeared in Blake's hand, and he attacked.
Blake's attack speed was very fast, but no matter how fast he was, he could not match Ronald's speed.
Before the Thorn Spear arrived, Ronald had already disappeared from his seat. At the same time, he showed up beside the young lady. The latter was filled with horror as she looked at him who had suddenly emerged.
Still smiling, he turned to Blake.
When Ronald turned his head, the young woman was petrified with fear.
This was the first time she felt so close to death. If that man had attacked just now, she would have turned into an ice-cold corpse and completely disappeared from this world.
"Damn you, boy." The veins on Blake's forehead bulged, and his sharp fangs were like those of a demon. His eyes were fixed on Ronald, unblinking.
All of a sudden, all sorts of plant-based weapons appeared beside Blake and started attacking.
Unfortunately, Ronald was too fast, and Blake's attacks couldn't even brush his shirt, let alone wound him. This was too difficult.
Ronald's figure kept changing in the hall, dazzling the eyes. As he appeared, all kinds of weapons would follow.
Blake's attacks were getting faster and fiercer, but Ronald was obviously quicker, effectively dodging all of Blake's attacks.
"Stop for a second. Can't you face me like a man?" Blake's anger was palpable.
Ronald burst into laughter at Blake's angry but helpless look.
With his speed, Blake could not give him any sense of danger, especially when he saw the look of incompetence and fury on his face. He felt even more comfortable.
Being too fast was also an indescribable loneliness.
"This can't go on." Blake's expression changed slightly and became heavier.
His attack speed could not keep up with Ronald's dodging speed. This way, even if they fought for three days and nights, he would not even be able to touch Ronald's hair, let alone hurt him.
As expected, those who dared to come here alone were indeed outstanding.
But Blake wasn't worried, because for the moment, Ronald was just unilaterally dodging his attacks and wasn't attacking.
Therefore, Blake speculated that Ronald should be a speed-type expert, and his attack power should not be very strong. Otherwise, Ronald would have attacked him long ago.
The reason why he did not make a move was because he did not have enough strength.
In fact, Blake did not know that his thoughts were wishful thinking. The reason why Ronald did not attack was because he did not want to end the battle so soon.
He wanted to see how strong he was now. If he really wanted to fight, he was sure he could kill Blake in seconds.
"Forget it. Since you want to fight me head-on, I'll grant you your wish." The corners of Ronald's lips curled up into a smile as he said meaningfully.
"Come on!" Blake said coldly.
"Let me borrow your sword." Ronald looked in the direction of Sword Demon as the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
"Yes, my lord." After nodding, Sword Demon threw his black-golden greatsword into the air excitedly.
A powerful sword paired with a wise master, the black-golden greatsword would definitely shine in his hands.
To be able to see the sword he was using in the hands of a top swordsman was a very gratifying thing.
"Wonderful sword." Holding the black-golden greatsword, Ronald squinted and praised.
"It is my honor to have it appear in your hands, my lord." Sword Demon bowed his head respectfully.
In his mind, a strong person like Ronald should be equipped with a powerful weapon.
It was a pity that the black-golden greatsword was completely condensed from Sword Demon's own power. If he were to ask the blacksmiths of the West Continent to customize an exclusive weapon for Ronald, his abilities would be even more terrifying.
"Sword Demon! You!" Blake looked at Sword Demon, who had been protected by him for a long time, offering the black-golden greatsword to Ronald. The black-golden greatsword was equivalent to Sword Demon's life, and this made Blake even more furious.
"Blake, are you ready?" Ronald took the black-golden greatsword and pointed it at Blake.
At the same time, a terrifying aura emanated from his body.
The soaring sword intent pressed down on everyone's shoulders, and everyone could feel this biting-cold sword aura.