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

Partridge's character is extremely sensitive. If he hadn't been this sensitive, his initial gratitude towards the blasphemer would not have gradually twisted into hatred and even murderous intent.

Now, facing one question after another raised by Zhou Yang, Partridge didn't know how to respond at all. Some of the previous ones had a little clue, and he could make some inferences, but for the latter ones, Partridge couldn't even answer. I have no idea what the title means.

He even had an extremely bad premonition in his heart, that is, the left arm of the last Twilight King that belonged to him seemed to be on the verge of being snatched away.

This feeling made Partridge extremely tortured.

Partridge hated the feeling of having his things taken away by others.

After being unable to answer consecutive questions and feeling Zhou Yang's increasingly suspicious and cold tone, Partridge's sensitive nerves were strongly stimulated, and he even lost control of his spirit.

He was shouting like a madman, trying to use his loud voice to regain his confidence.

Ron glanced at Partridge in surprise. He had to say that there was a huge gap in the old man's performance, temperament, and temperament.

The first person I met was a kind-hearted senior who looked kind-hearted but was actually a fairy.

However, after some of the disguises were removed, his rogue-like nature was immediately revealed.

In fact, we should have seen it a long time ago. When Partridge changed his face in front of Zhou Yang's left arm, he should have recognized Partridge's true face. It's just that the name of the sage is too big. Even Ron didn't think about it at all.

He is a sage who has lived for more than a thousand years.

However, Partridge did not have the composure and magnanimity of a sage at all, and over a thousand years, he had not been able to develop a temperament commensurate with his age and strength. Perhaps, he has great strength and is invincible in the world, but in his heart, Partridge is always just the little pirate floating on the sea.

Perhaps, this is the so-called country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change?

He has lived for thousands of years, but during these thousands of years, it always feels like Partridge is almost turning into a lunatic, which is really pitiful.

Ron's mocking and pitiful eyes happened to be seen by Partridge. He instantly felt intense humiliation. The old man's body was trembling nervously, and his chest seemed to be pressed with a heavy weight. Stone, extremely depressing and uncomfortable.

He is a sage.

He is a legend from thousands of years ago.

He is a being admired by tens of thousands of people in the Twilight Continent. How can he be pitied by a random kid? Especially this young boy, who seems to have an inexplicable relationship with that bastard Archibald, makes Partridge even more uncomfortable.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the annoyance in his chest. His face was gloomy. Partridge actually controlled his emotions and did not completely go crazy. This made Ron a little strange. It seemed that this guy had practiced for thousands of years. Not all of them practice on dogs.

A pair of cloudy eyes became sinister, like a hawk.

Partridge stared at Ron. After a long time, Partridge suddenly smiled: "I didn't expect Ron to actually master the language of my hometown. It really surprised me..."

Judging from what he said, he is very level.

Although he is said to be a fake, this matter cannot be admitted under any circumstances.

"I'm very curious, little brother, how many questions can you answer to the questions raised by Senior Zhou Yang?"

All the original irritability and murderous intent seemed to have disappeared, and at this moment, all that was left on Partridge's face was a gentle smile.

He could tell that Ron must know more than him. This time he tried to fool the left arm, which was undoubtedly a failure. However, the last Twilight King was divided into seven pieces, except for the right arm that he had already mastered and the one in front of him. In addition to the left arm, there are five stumps left.

Once you know the answer, you can use it to deceive other stumps and gain their trust.

Sure enough, he is a thousand-year-old bastard.

Although his nature is hard to change, he has eventually become cunning and cunning over the years. If he meets someone who likes to show off, or who desperately wants to gain the trust of his residual limb, he may really have to tell everything he knows. come out.

But obviously, Ron wasn't.

He just smiled at Partridge, and then...

Time stands still.

The body that had been prepared for a long time was like a spring, ejected instantly, as if teleporting, and flashed directly in front of Partridge. The Eye of the Dragon God in his hand, which looked more like a war hammer than a staff, had already been raised high, calling. With a loud sound, he swung at Partridge.

At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Eighty!"

Time stilling is obviously of little use to a strong man of Partridge's level. Partridge just felt that his body that had lost control had recovered in a blink of an eye.

But this brief moment also caused Partridge to lose his best chance to escape.

Facing the Dragon God's Eye that was smashed down, Partridge frowned, raised his right hand instantly, and grabbed the staff.

boom!

A dull sound.

A circle of impact spread instantly on the ground.

Ron's almost violent strength made Partridge's upper body suddenly lean back, and his fingers were free. He was originally planning to grab the staff and snatch the Eye of the Dragon God back, but in the end he failed to catch it.

Although Partridge didn't know the name of the Eye of the Dragon God, he could at least tell that this mysterious weapon was extraordinary. If he could hold it in his own hands, it would surely make his strength even higher.

Pity.

As for Ron, under the force of the violent counter-shock, he took several steps back before stopping.

A layer of blush instantly appeared on his face.

This guy has so much strength.

Ron is also very conceited. He dare not say that he is invincible, but since his debut, he has never met anyone who can compete with him in terms of pure strength.

But the strength shown by Partridge has completely surpassed his own. He is worthy of being a strong man in the demigod realm. This improvement is an all-round improvement, and he can hardly feel any shortcomings.

Waving his hand slightly, Partridge looked proud, and a slightly arrogant smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He stared at Ron with a pair of cloudy eyes: "What's the matter? Ron, you can't answer the question of the last Twilight King." Question, are you so angry that you want to kill me?"

"If you have such an idea, it can only mean that you are wrong."

"Although your strength is pretty good, it's not good enough in front of me. Even if I don't do anything and stand here for you to chop me, you still don't have the ability to kill me."

"A mere impostor is trying to deceive..."

"No..." In the sky, Zhou Yang's distinctive thunderous voice came again: "No, you are wrong, he is my real fellow countryman."

"We come from the same place."

Crunch!

Before Partridge could finish speaking, his words suddenly got stuck in his throat.