Chapter 636 Ren’s Resentment

This force reminded me of the feeling of fighting against the goblin warrior at level four.

A sense of collision, oppression, and a brief but strong killing intent.

Is Ren trying to kill me?

I couldn't help but think so, but looking at his flashing old face and those cloudy old eyes, I couldn't feel the determination and coldness that should be possessed if you want to kill someone.

"Are you trying to test the depth of my strength?" I guessed, and at the same time, I bent my elbow and pointed towards the wrist he pushed towards me.

I had only one purpose, to disarm the sharp blade he stabbed into my palm.

However, this idea is simple, but it is very difficult to implement. Renn's skill is also extraordinary. When the blow was blocked, his other hand that had been hanging down moved.

The palm was bent into a half-fist shape, the wrist was twisted, and force was exerted suddenly. When the palm was only about half an arm away from my neck, the bent fingers suddenly straightened, and an icy chill flashed between the index finger and middle finger, and then It's a sharp blade!

My right hand was already blocking the sharp blade in his right hand, and only my left hand could move at will. However, looking at the coldness and strength of the sharp blade that his left hand thrust out, I already understood that the strength of his left arm was much greater than that of his right arm. Not only that, but the skill and cunningness of the arm are beyond the comparison of the dagger in the right arm!

He's left-handed!

Without thinking, I raised my left arm and faced him.

This is a trick to treat a dead horse as a live doctor. If you can block it, it is a good thing. If you can't block it, your arm will be damaged at most, but it will not cause serious injury or death. After all, Renn's eyes have always been there. There is no murderous intention at all, which is why I still haven't killed him so far.

The cold light between the two fingers of Ren's left hand stopped in my palm. In the end, I blocked it, but my wrist was also damaged at the same time. It was a contusion caused by a huge external impact. .

Ren's attack did not continue. He sighed and lowered his hands again. In just a moment, the weapons between his fingers and palms were retracted.

He took a few breaths, slowly sat down, and said, "What a great boy. Your skills are much better than when I was young."

"You're not bad either." I waved my wrist, trying to drive away the pain from the bruised area.

Sighing, Ren said slowly: "I can answer you the two questions you asked me before."

I nodded, stretched my neck, and put on an expectant expression.

"The person who hurt me is the most famous celebrity in Airei City now, Achilles." Ren's tone was very calm, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him: "As for why he hurt me, haha, Because I tried to assassinate him, but failed."

Damn it!

At this moment, I let out a big exclamation.

What is awesome!

The assassin who dares to assassinate the strongest person and still comes back alive!

I have fought against Achilles and know that with his strength, even Emily will be defeated or even killed within a few moves.

Ren's courage to assassinate has proven his courage, and his ability to escape after the assassination failed further proves his strength.

I couldn't help but feel solemn.

"No, your injury was caused by Achilles' attack after you failed to assassinate him?" I changed my tone to an honorific.

"Isn't it embarrassing?" Ren chuckled and said, "Not only did he overestimate his ability to assassinate an opponent who was simply invincible, but he was also severely injured and nearly died."

"No, no, no, it's not shameful at all," I said hurriedly: "You have to know that Achilles is the attendant of the legendary hero, but he is a being with the same strength as the legendary hero! What you are doing is indirectly equivalent to assassinating a living person. A legendary hero!"

Ren looked at me for a while and suddenly said: "You don't seem to admire legendary heroes."

"Uh, yes," I said truthfully, "Why do you worship them?"

"The legendary hero is the hero who claims to have saved the Zephyr Continent. He is regarded as a god-like existence, with a status second only to the God of Creation. You don't worship such people at all?"

Although Ren's words seemed to admire the legendary hero, his tone was completely different, bland and as tasteless as boiled water.

"You just said 'such people', right? They are also human beings, but they are stronger than us because they have been tempered a lot. I will only respect the suffering they have endured, but if you want me to be like It is absolutely impossible to worship them as gods or to worship them as idols.”

Seeing Ren's confused expression, I spread my hands and added, "Because they don't deserve it."

"Not worthy?" Renn suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha, you are right, they are not worthy, they are indeed not worthy! There were more than seven people who entered the underground city and saved the Zephyr Continent back then, but only seven of them were Those who came out alive, therefore, put on the laurels with peace of mind, were called the heroes who saved the Hefeng Continent, enjoyed the glory and wealth, and enjoyed people's respect and worship for them, but did not mention a word about those who fell on the road to salvation. , even the corpses of our companions were eaten clean by the monsters hiding in the dark!”

Listening to Ren's endless complaints, I suddenly had a doubt, why does Ren have such a big grudge against the legendary heroes?

Could it be said that he is also an old man who has lived for a thousand years? Witnessed everything that happened back then?

Or is it that his ancestors were once companions of the legendary heroes, but something happened later that caused his ancestors to hate the legendary heroes?

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but frown slightly.

Ren glanced at me and said, "Are you wondering?"

"Yeah, I'm wondering" I nodded.

"What doubts?" he asked again.

"You seem to have a lot of resentment towards the legendary hero," I said.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" he asked.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I didn't mean anything else." I said hehe, "I'm just a little confused. Where did your resentment come from? Is it your personal experience or your ancestors?"

"You want to ask, have I lived for a thousand years, or have this resentment been passed down from my ancestors, right?" He asked me, squinting his eyes.

I didn't hide it and said truthfully: "You're right, that's what I think."

"Well" Ren said with a long breath, "If you believe it, I can tell you."

"What if I don't believe it?"

"If you don't believe it, even if I say it, it will only be a waste of words and time. It would be better to go back to bed early."

Ren said calmly.

I spread my hands, smiled, and said, "Then please tell me. I will listen with the belief that you have."