As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

Both the six-winged fallen angel Niaf and Partridge were very smart not to use the power of the dark system. They both knew that the other party controlled the laws of darkness. Using the dark system's ability, in addition to increasing the opponent's energy, almost did nothing. It's of no use at all.

Niaf does not master many laws. Perhaps this is the commonality of all angels. Each angel only masters the power of one law.

Apart from losing the Dark Law, the only power that Niaf can use is pure physical skills and physical attacks. The spear in her hand is Niaf's biggest killing move.

Even if the spear is neatly divided into two pieces, it does not have much impact on Niaf. With her hands open, a brand new spear has condensed in Niaf's hands, and there is almost no difference compared with the previous one.

The gun body shook, and the dense gun light shrouded the front like raindrops.

And Partridge did not choose to resist this move.

For beings of their level, it is absolutely stupid to resist the killing moves of masters of the same level.

In fact, there are certain gaps in the improvement of practitioners in all aspects.

Some practitioners are good at physical skills, and their physical bodies are astonishingly strong. However, this kind of pure physical skills masters have completely declined in the Twilight Continent, and there is almost no inheritance. For no other reason, these physical skills masters who have tempered their bodies are practicing The hardships and pain they have to endure far exceed those of others.

This kind of real physical training is completely different from the melee masters who use magic to strengthen their bodies.

They do not use special magic to enhance their combat power. The moment they start practicing, they continue to absorb the abundant magic power that their bodies have absorbed, refine it, and integrate it into their bodies. They transform the magic power into their own bodies. become part of the body.

They constantly use magic power to temper their bodies, tempering their skin, flesh, bones, internal organs, and even every cell in the body.

When fighting, they don't know how to use magic at all. The punch they throw out is the most powerful magic, and their body is the most powerful weapon.

This is true penance.

It seems very simple to say, but in fact, the difficulty of penance is far more exaggerated than these.

First of all, if you want to temper your body, you need high-intensity training.

If you want to say it's hard, it may be a little bit, but compared with real physical training, it pales in comparison.

According to records in some ancient classics, true physical training can only be described as cruel. Except for a very small amount of time spent eating and sleeping every day, most of the other time is spent tempering and polishing one's body.

They need to carry out a lot of high-intensity weight training, endurance training, strength training, and speed training so that their bodies can be strengthened in all aspects.

In order to increase their ability to resist beatings, sometimes they even deliberately get beaten to accelerate the integration of body and magic power.

After suffering all kinds of pain, the speed of final strength improvement is even far lower than that of ordinary practitioners. That is, only after reaching the legendary realm can one slowly catch up with those magicians.

The worst thing is that when fighting, masters of physical skills are not as impressive as magicians.

Various conditions led to the gradual decline of physical cultivation, and in the end it even completely disappeared from the Dusk Continent.

Nowadays, the various physical skills masters are actually using various magics, such as giant strength skills, blast skills, etc., to enhance physical strength in a short period of time and improve hand-to-hand combat effectiveness. They are incomparable with real physical training. Compare.

Whether it is such a half-baked physical skills master or those magicians, when practicing, they pay more attention to the amount and purity of magic power, and pay more attention to the training of mental power, so as to strengthen the control of magic power.

As for physical strength, to put it bluntly, it’s just passable.

Every time a practitioner improves to a greater realm, his physical body will also strengthen.

But this kind of enhancement is relatively speaking far from enough.

As the strength becomes stronger and the realm becomes higher and higher, the gap between physical strength and mental strength will become wider and wider. This is a problem that plagues almost every practitioner. So far, no one can solve it. .

Even if you are a sage, it is the same.

Don't look at the fact that Partridge was able to resist Ron's Eye of the Dragon God before. His physical strength was exaggerated, but when compared with Partridge's mental strength, the gap was not that big.

This leads to a serious problem, that is, it is difficult for masters of the same level to resist an attack. If you are not careful, your body will be completely crushed into slag.

Just like this, Partridge chose to dodge, and his body disappeared from the spot again. When he reappeared, he was already on the other side, and his right hand quickly drew horizontal and vertical threads in the air.

The next moment, a big net was woven in front of Partridge.

It was a large net woven by the rules of judgment. It had just taken shape and instantly enveloped Ron and Niaf.

The coverage area of ​​the large net is extremely astonishing, blocking almost all the places where Ron and Niaf can hide, leaving not many gaps. Looking at this, Partridge even hopes to directly kill the two with this move. Everyone was torn apart... no, mainly Ron.

Partridge could naturally see that although Ron's strength was not very good, he was the main body between the two. Once Ron was killed, Niaf, as a summoned creature, would naturally disappear.

Because of this, Partridge would not give Ron another chance to struggle. He had already made up his mind to completely obliterate Ron in the next attack.

Just when the big net flew towards Ron, Partridge's fingers were also shaking rapidly, and he heard a rustling sound behind Ron, on the left and right sides, and even above his head. Huge webs woven by the rules of judgment appeared one after another.

The large nets are so densely woven that if you try to catch fish, you will end the net without descendants.

How to use the power of law so extravagantly.

He is worthy of being a sage.

For a time, Ron was completely surrounded, and there was no hope of breaking out of the siege. Unless Ron had the ability to travel freely among stones and soil, it was obvious that Ron did not have this ability. Even if he has the ability, who can guarantee that there are no other killer moves deployed by Partridge in the soil under his feet?

This seems to be a doomed situation.

Even Niaf's brows couldn't help but frown slightly, as if she felt how difficult this move was.

Ron, on the other hand, didn't have any nervousness about impending death at all on his face. He just looked at Partridge with some admiration, and then spread his right hand.

Ron's performance made Partridge's eyelids jump. He really couldn't figure out what ability Ron still had to struggle in the face of this kind of dragnet.

He was dead.

Partridge even felt like he had seen Ron's body cut into countless tiny pieces.

At this moment, Partridge saw clearly what was in Ron's palm. It was a round, milky-white insect more than ten centimeters long...