Chapter 606

After finishing his sentence, Ron also charged forward, wanting to pin down Taiichiro.

Yet he hadn't expected Taiichiro's speed to be even faster than his own.

By the time Ron rushed over, Taiichiro had already circled behind him.

Ron was greatly alarmed; he hurriedly struck out, wanting to stop the opponent's attack.

But he hadn't expected the opponent's hand to land on Ron's shoulder in an instant.

Ron felt a massive force suddenly strike him; he nearly lost his footing, his feet sinking into the earth.

The Curse shook its head lightly.

Although it enjoyed watching these people kill each other, it seemed meaningless to continue the fight like this now.

With a flicker of its figure, it had already appeared between Taiichiro and Ron.

Ron was shocked; he hadn't even sensed the Curse's aura before it was already before him.

He couldn't see the Curse's movements at all.

Such fast speed.

Ron hurriedly retreated.

But at this moment, the Curse had already extended its hand toward his chest.

Ron suddenly felt a massive force that sent him flying dozens of meters away in one go.

He slammed heavily into the ground, unable to climb back up for a time.

Looking at Taiichiro, he had also been blasted to the ground by a punch from the Curse.

Taiichiro struggled desperately, wanting to stand up, but in the next second, he was stepped on by the Curse.

"Is this the extent of your strength? With just this bit of power, you want to come and fight me?

You really are ignorant of life and death."

The Curse said coldly, its eyes filled with mockery.

198. Fearless

It knew that with Taiichiro and Ron's current strength, they couldn't hurt it at all.

Therefore, it was now confident and unafraid, not in a hurry to kill them both, but wanting to humiliate them properly.

"I was still thinking of giving you a chance to live, but I didn't expect you to refuse it yourselves.

Since that's the case, don't blame me."

After the Curse finished speaking, it appeared before Ron once again.

Ron tried his best to see the Curse's movements more clearly.

But the opponent was simply too fast, faster than his senses.

Even relying on his combat instincts, he couldn't dodge the Curse's attack.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder; it turned out the Curse had driven its fingers deep inside.

Ron let out a roar, then quickly threw a punch, wanting to drive the Curse back.

But the Curse merely tilted its body slightly and avoided Ron's fist.

This exchange made Ron realize that the Curse was not only terrifying in strength but also formidable in combat experience.

This really is a monster; how can we possibly defeat him?

Ron gritted his teeth, feeling the blood in his body surging.

Facing such an opponent, he felt incomparable rage.

It was precisely this power of rage that allowed him to persist until now.

"I didn't expect you to be quite so stubborn."

The Curse looked at Ron indifferently, seeing Ron stand up again and again.

Even though his body had long since become battered, he still hadn't given up, which moved the Curse slightly.

However, it soon smiled faintly.

"Although you aren't afraid of death, this isn't a meaningful thing either."

Ron clenched his fists.

"I will absolutely not give up until I kill you."

After saying this, he charged toward the Curse once more.

Ron had pushed his potential to the limit; he felt his rage had also reached its peak.

With a loud boom, Ron felt as if he had crashed into an iron wall.

His entire body was sent flying dozens of meters away by the recoil force.

"Knowing something cannot be done yet doing it anyway—this isn't heroic spirit, but the behavior of a reckless fool."

The Curse looked at Ron with a smile.

It stood there without moving a muscle, while Ron had been sent flying by that terrifying recoil.

Ron knew that fighting the Curse meant he absolutely could not go head-to-head.

But he had no other way now, because the opponent's speed was faster than his.

Being able to hold on until now relied entirely on that surge of anger.

He now had to release that anger one hundred percent.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to stand steadily at all; precisely because of this, he couldn't dodge and could only charge straight ahead.

Only in this way could he deepen his anger.

After every exchange, Ron felt the anger in his body increase rather than decrease.

His eyes had turned blood-red; he felt as if he were submerged in an ocean of rage.

That surge after surge of anger kept pulsing within his body just like energy.

Although this anger had a certain impact on his state of mind, and Ron felt he was becoming easier to anger,

he soon tasted the benefits brought by the anger.

Under this unparalleled rage, Ron's strength, speed, and other aspects all improved.

Facing the Curse again, he didn't fall as quickly as before.

The Curse looked at Ron with some surprise.

The power Ron released just now seemed to be his full effort, yet he had been taken out in one move.

It hadn't expected the power Ron erupted with now to be even stronger than before.

Could this guy actually improve during a fight?

The Curse looked at Ron with some shock.

Although many geniuses could improve themselves in battle, the extent of their improvement wasn't very large.

But the energy Ron was erupting with now was a world of difference from before.

This made the Curse unable to believe the opponent had improved through the fight.

"Heh, so what?

Even with such a small improvement, you are facing someone whose strength is far greater than yours.

Even if you've improved a bit, it's meaningless."

The Curse said coldly.

Although its heart was full of doubt about Ron, it had to bolster its own confidence at this moment.

The moment Ron intended to strike, it had already struck at Ron first.

A series of crackling explosions sounded, as if thunder were roaring.

Ron felt a soreness in his arm, but looking at the Curse, its expression had turned somewhat ugly.

In that last exchange, it had clearly felt that Ron's strength was completely different from before.

Before, it could toy with the protagonist at will, but this time, it actually felt pressure.

The attack power Ron erupted with had clearly been enhanced.

What on earth is going on with this guy?

Ron looked at the Curse coldly; in that instant, he had fully unleashed his strength.

He had even pushed his anger to the limit; in that moment, he felt as if a God of War had descended.

It was an unprecedented feeling, but he would soon be able to find that feeling again.

"I really didn't expect you to be able to erupt with such energy in a short time; it seems I have to take you seriously now."

Before the words had faded, the Curse's body had already turned into a trail of black smoke, enveloping Ron.