My name is Ren

Chapter 219 Chapter [-]

On the way after leaving Ortrenburg, the Ringwraith told Benic, be careful of Ren, Ren is not a good person.He didn't know Ren, but he knew that this young man, who looked very prestigious and noble, should have a very high status. He might be a relative of the emperor, that is, a nobleman.He could feel the threat from that young man and the danger emanating from Ren, so he had to avoid Ren, at least until he was unable to protect himself, he had to avoid that man.

The ring spirit's words did not make Benikke obey, but aroused his resistance.This kind of emotion didn't happen just this time, but after many things accumulated little by little, it was an emotion that didn't want to be controlled by others, an opposite emotion that yearned for freedom.

"You are talking nonsense, Master Ren is the best nobleman I have ever seen. You said he is a bad guy, and I believe you are a bad guy even more, otherwise why would you be sealed in this broken ring." The ring spirit said bad things about Ren , which aroused Benicke's resistance, "You keep saying that you want to help me, but I didn't find that you helped me at all. You have to eat a lot of food every day, which increases the burden on the family, and what you said about practicing Qi Every time there is a slight movement in Jue, it is sucked away by you. Even the fighting spirit is not much left."

"I see, you are the bad guy, otherwise you wouldn't absorb my fighting spirit every day, let me wander up and down the first level, stand still, let my family down, let my teacher down!"

"What do you know!" The ring spirit snorted, "The more noble a person is, the less they can believe in the beauty they show. You have to understand a truth, child, that pursuing goals is the only constant truth in any world. He treats you well , must have something to ask for, no one will be kind to others for no reason, even those Buddhas... You can understand that as your priests, they are not selfless when they are kind to common people and help those in need. To say that their purpose is more noble is to prove their faith, to prove their piety."

"So, child, you have to remember. A person who treats you well always has a purpose. Don't forget!"

Benicke's legs and feet were numb. At this moment, he was already a little tired. He shook the ambition on his shoulders. The burden that would hardly be a burden in the first place became heavy at this time.He sneered and retorted, "Then you mean that my parents treat me well, and there is a purpose."

The ring on his chest vibrated, and his spiritual power penetrated into his brain, "Of course, they want you to become a talent, hope you have a bright future, hope you are filial to them, and let them live a good life.", Benicke, who was going to continue to refute, was at a loss for words for a while. He didn't know how to refute. He felt that what the Ring Spirit said was not unreasonable. The Ring Spirit continued: "You are still too young. If you can live like me After thousands of years, you have seen the human nature in the world of mortals, and you will find that people have a purpose from birth."

"Didn't you say that nobleman Rennes is a good person? Just watch, he will definitely get someone to catch you. I can give you a small warning, don't get caught, or you will end up very bad awful."

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The words of the ring spirit were confirmed at this time, and a ridiculous feeling arose in his heart. It turned out that everything he knew was false?Including his parents' love for him, everything is based on an illusory interest!He gritted his teeth and ran forward with his head sullen. The person behind him also ran quickly.

Thanks to the training of the ring spirits and the academy, although the level of battle qi has not improved, and the so-called qi has not condensed into a group, but his body has actually been strengthened enough.Of course, this may also have something to do with his now great appetite and huge belly.While panting, he ran fast, and the person behind him was like his shadow, inseparable.

"No, you can't drag it on like this. I don't know if there are spells or things that can send messages across thousands of miles in your world. I'm just considering the worst-case scenario. If you don't get rid of this person, I'm afraid your end will be very tragic." , the vibration frequency of the ring spirits is getting higher and higher, and the intrusion of mental power has changed from intermittent to a maintained link. "Find a way to kill him. If you don't kill him, you won't be able to escape."

"Kill? How do I kill? I don't even have a decent weapon now!" Benicke looked back while running wildly.The man followed him closely, still keeping a distance, "Besides, I can't get close to him, he stops when I stop, and runs away when I get close to him, how do I kill him? With a stick?", he He glanced at a few rotten car shafts beside the official road.

An obscure mental wave erupted from the ring, and the Ring Spirit reconnected to Bernick's spiritual world after a while. This time, the Ring Spirit's tone seemed a little weak, "There is a dirt slope ahead, you can lie in ambush behind it. That guy behind you looks like an old hand, and he's going to get up the slope from the front, and that's your chance."

Benicke is only fifteen, sixteen or seventeen years old. Where has he experienced such a thing? This age is often rebellious and obedient.He gritted his teeth and immediately ran towards the direction directed by the ring spirit.There was a hill-like dirt slope in sight, only a dozen meters high, he gave up running on the official road, ran up the dirt slope and disappeared from the sight of the stalkers.The stalker suddenly accelerated his speed, and the moment he rushed to the top position, he saw Benik, who was crouching on the ground tightly and submissively.

The stalker's heart trembled, watching a white light blast from Benikke's hand.At this time, the two were too close, and the stalker quickly jumped back a certain distance due to mental calculations or unintentional calculations, rolled over smoothly, squatted on the ground, and a dagger fell into his hand.The dagger was half a foot long, with a cold glow on the blade. The stalker sneered and wanted to retreat to avoid a direct confrontation with Benicke, but Benicke attacked instead.

He looked intently, and the white light was a whitish stone.

There was a stick in Bernick's hand, one end of the stick was sharpened. With the help of the explosive force of an animal's four limbs exploding at the same time, the whole person formed an angle with the ground, slammed into the stalker, and at the same time threw the wooden stick in his hand. Stab went out.If this stab is accurate, I am afraid that half of my life will be lost.The stalker's body fell back and flew out with his feet on the ground, and the tip of the wooden stick was aimed at his heart all the time, unbiased.

One is retreating, the other is chasing fiercely, and the offense and defense change instantly.Benic obeyed the teaching of the Nazgold, once he made a move, he had to stop the opponent's movement, and it might be very difficult to get rid of this man.The two had already played against each other for several rounds in a short while, and there were winners and losers.

Some people are suitable to be generals, who can control thousands of troops without any mistakes or omissions;

Combat is probably one of the only behaviors that cannot be bested by relying on "learning".

Bernick is that kind of guy.

His keen sense of fighting can double his destructive power. He suddenly yanked the wooden stick in his hand towards the opponent. The man seemed to have known about this move for a long time, and immediately bit him with the mouth of the dagger. Part of the wooden stick, before he could make any further movements, Benicke's toes had already been deeply inserted into the soil.His waist and abdomen muscles and thigh muscles contracted violently, and he kicked forward forcefully.Under the extremely hot weather, the surface of the soil had long been deserted, and in an instant a gust of sand shot towards the face of the stalker.

The man was startled, and while retreating quickly, he crossed his hands to block the front door, and closed his eyes tightly, for fear that his eyes would be fascinated by the sand.

At this moment, Benicke threw the wooden stick in his hand, and the spinning wooden stick with wind pressure slammed into the follower's arm. He closed his eyes at this moment, and the sand hit him. He couldn't see the situation in front of him. He only thought that it was Bernick's turn with a stick. Based on his guess, he swung the dagger in his hand, causing the middle door to open wide.

The moment the sand fell on his face, he opened his eyes.

All he could see was that Benicke had jumped up high, his two calves curled up, and his knees were pressed down hard towards him.

With a bang, the stalker was ridden by Benicke, the weight of the body and the impact force brought by the falling speed made the stalker's eyes go dark, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

"Kill him!", the Nazgold roared crazily, with a nervous pathology, "Quick, kill him!"

Benike hesitated, but in the end he still didn't listen to the ring spirit.He stretched out his hand to pick up the wooden stick that had fallen to the side, with suppressed mania flashing in his eyes, he rounded the wooden stick and hit the follower on the head.The violent impact made the already injured stalker's eyes go black, his mind dizzy for a while, and a nauseating desire rose up.He retched and fell limp to the ground.

In the simplest terms, this is a severe concussion.

Benic glanced at the stalker, picked up the package and quickly ran towards the distance.

"Why didn't you kill him?" the ring spirit asked, "You're causing yourself a lot of trouble. He's not dead yet, so he can show the way for others. If there are still pursuers, you may not be able to run away."

Benike pursed his lips, "He didn't want to kill me, so I won't kill him either."

"childish!"

"madness!"

"Women's kindness!"

"You will kill yourself, and you will kill me too!", the Nazgold roared, but it was hard to shake the last ounce of persistence in Bernick's heart.

(End of this chapter)