Although it is quite difficult for a magician to master it, it is not too difficult for a high-level top magician like Ronin who has super attribute affinity to master it.
At this moment, with the blessing of rapid speed, his speed has been greatly improved.
Roning felt his body was lighter than ever before. With just a slight step he could cover a distance of three to five meters and in the blink of an eye he was in front of the assassin.
"Are you surprised?"
Luo Ning swung his sword, and the extremely fast sword made a whistling sound. On the Liuyan Sword, the fighting spirit was divided into two attributes of wind and fire. As they were superimposed on each other, the flame burned more and more violently.
“This sword…”
The assassin caught a glimpse of the complex patterns on the blade of the Liuyan Sword and was slightly shocked. "This is not an ordinary sword, it's an enchanted weapon!"
Enchanted weapons are the most advanced of the high-end, and ordinary master craftsmen who can manipulate extraordinary materials cannot create them at all.
Generally speaking, each enchanted weapon is created by a powerful magician, just like a rare spell scroll.
The black-clad assassin wanted to curse now.
The person he wanted to assassinate this time not only had a spell scroll for level 5 guardian armor, but also held an enchanted weapon that made people covet it. How many good things did Wushan Castle give this guy? This Luo Ning was not an abandoned person, he was clearly a wealthy man.
He even began to doubt whether Wushan Castle deliberately deprived Roning of his inheritance rights.
"But even if he has an enchanted weapon, I'm still one level higher than him."
The assassin knew that he had to decide the outcome as quickly as possible in order to extricate himself from the fight, so he fought back with almost no reservations.
The two men's sword moves were continuous, and between the attacks and defenses, the aftermath of the collision of fighting spirit flew out from the fierce battle, bombarding the ground, leaving large and small holes.
The servants who were watching screamed in fear and hid behind the stone pillars and walls in panic, secretly observing the battle in the yard.
It was not until today that they discovered that the lord was so powerful.
Roning attacked swiftly, and his sword became more and more wild like the wind. With the help of speed magic, he flashed behind the opponent and stabbed his sword towards his opponent's back.
But the opponent seemed to have anticipated it, dodged the sword by leaning sideways, and turned around to counterattack.
Such scenes appeared many times, but Roning seemed to have gradually found his form in the battle. In addition to his swift offensive, he also became more and more skilled in resolving the opponent's powerful sword moves.
On the other hand, the black-clad assassin, like Lei Sen, who was suppressed by Redal, was becoming increasingly stretched.
Assassins spend most of their time on assassinations, and they emphasize retreating immediately if they miss a strike. They are not weak in close combat, but they are not very good at it either.
When the two were fighting fiercely, a figure rushed into the battlefield quickly, and with surging fighting spirit, he crashed into the black-clad assassin before Roning could stop him.
There was a loud bang, and the two fighting energies collided with each other. The black-clad assassin was knocked away heavily, and the fighting armor on his body began to disintegrate, and then hit the flower bed hard. The stone flower bed exploded and gravel flew everywhere.
"How are you, sir?"
McKen's figure appeared in the middle of the battlefield, his fighting spirit armor was shattered by the impact, and he looked anxious.
"fine."
Roning was breathing heavily. The high-intensity offensive battle had consumed a lot of his physical strength and fighting spirit. However, except for the injury at the beginning, he was basically not injured in the subsequent battles.
Roning motioned to McKen to stand aside and not interfere, and he slowly walked towards the black-clad assassin.
"May I have your name?"
Luo Ning asked: "Why did you come to Shanlin Town to assassinate me?"
While speaking, Roning outlined the speed spell pattern and continued this magic for himself.
The black-clad assassin obviously did not see this detail, and at this moment panic was already creeping into his heart.
He found it difficult to deal with Roning alone, not to mention that McKen, who he needed to pay attention to, appeared in the intelligence.
He no longer needed to consider whether the assassination would be successful this time. What he should consider now was whether he could get out of this alive.
In response to Roning's question, the assassin did not give a direct answer.
He stood up slowly, and only said his amazement: "A seventeen-year-old high-level peak knight, if the outside world knew about this, it would definitely cause a sensation in the entire Wushan Territory."
The most talked-about issue in Wushan Castle is the issue of succession. First it was Wiggins, then Ronin. No matter how Lulans trained them before, they were said to be useless.
“Thank you for your recognition and praise.”
Luo Ning laughed, "Let me guess, are you the assassin hired by Sean?"
The other party was unmoved and instead changed the subject.
"I have assassinated many times, and even if I failed, I was able to escape calmly by relying on my ability to hide. I am very curious, how did you lock onto me?"
McKen's heart moved. He finally knew how this person got into the castle.
Hiding and sneaking, that's what it means.
He began to think about how to prevent this problem in the future.
Luo Ning was quite annoyed by the other party's evasive attitude, "You may not have figured out your current situation, so I will make you face the reality first."
The battle started again, but this time it was over very quickly.
Perhaps it was because McKen had just hit the opponent's leg with such a strong impact that the assassin's movements were no longer as smooth as before. Under Roning's fierce attack, he was unable to put up any resistance at all.
"puff!"
The Liuyan Sword pierced the opponent's arm, and the assassin could no longer hold the weapon, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.
As he cried out in pain, Roning swept his leg to knock him to the ground, then stepped on his left ankle. A horrifying sound of bone cracking was heard, crippling his ability to move.
"McKen, confiscate his weapon." Roning ended the operation.
McKen called out, and David and the others came up, lifted up the man, stripped him of his coat, and then took off the dagger, medicine bag and other things hanging on his waist.
"slow!"
Luo Ning's pupils contracted and his eyes were fixed on the other person's left chest.
McKeon followed his gaze and saw a white skull embroidered on the assassin's chest.
"Sir, is he a killer from the Skull and Bones Society?"
“Obviously.”
In the past few months, Roning knew about three assassination cases committed by the Skull and Bones Society - the assassination of the heir of the Green family in Lake Town, the assassination of his father, Earl Wiggins, and the assassination of himself.
The first thing was that Marina and Malik from the Green family were lucky enough to survive because they were caught by Ronin by chance.
The second thing that happened was that Wiggins lost a leg because of the misfortune.
Both of these incidents were somewhat related to Roning, but he did not expect that the other party would come directly at him the third time.
Does this mean “When you are poor in a busy city, no one cares about you; when you are rich in a remote mountain area, you have distant relatives”?
At first, Roning simply thought that it was Lei Sen who sent assassins to assassinate him, but when he saw the skull symbol, he thought of more possibilities.
There are many motives for his assassination, and there may be more than one possible mastermind behind it.
"McKen, I want to get valuable information from him. Don't let him die."
Luo Ning exhorted, and then reminded: "I heard that the killer is good at hiding drugs. Search every inch of his body, not even a hair, and don't let him commit suicide."
As he spoke, he threw two more spell scrolls to the other party, "This is a scroll of 'healing' made by Elrond. If he slits his wrists or sings himself to death, using it in time can save him."
"Remember, I want his information, not his death."
"Understood, sir!"
McCann knew this was going to be an interrogation, and he had some skills in this area.
So he took the spell scroll and signaled David and others to take the assassin away.
(End of this chapter)