The dark king on the throne looked indifferently at the humans who broke into his territory, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the invader with a gloomy gaze as if it were the black ship.

"Human." Ronan, the accuser, spoke slowly. "It is commendable that you can get around all my posts and avoid all alarms."

This is the highest evaluation from the accuser. With Ronan's conceit, he had no intention of communicating when facing a lower race like humans. He was willing to let go of a little sense of superiority and spoke to the earthling who broke in, which was enough to prove that the other party had indeed left a deep impression on him.

"But you went to my boat for a long time," Ronan continued, his domineering murderous aura erupted sharply, "just to get the glory that I solved myself."

Michael did not answer, and when he raised his right arm, the beam of the palm pulse was whistling towards the throne. Ronan's head turned, and the blue pulse exploded into a small pit on the back of the chair behind his head, with sparks emitting from the hole.

Luo Nan frowned slightly.

He pressed his hands on the armrest of the seat, and his huge body suddenly rose up, and suddenly bullied himself with a quick figure that was not matched by his burly figure. He quickly strode with his right hand and grabbed Michael's throat in a flash. He didn't take his war hammer and attacked him with bare hands. Perhaps he felt that such an opponent was not worth his full strength.

Michael avoided this grab, and a bounced leg quickly returned. Ronan slapped under his right palm, and was slapped on his flying calf. A terrifying strange force came from his palm and slapped his kick off the ground. The vibrating gold boots were embedded in the ground and left a square footprint.

Ronan defended with one hand and continued to attack with the other hand, and the rhythm was not chaotic. The accuser's various reputations that were well-known among the stars was indeed groundless. In addition to his strange power and obviously the same physical fitness as Hulk, his attainments in hand-to-hand combat are also unfathomable.

Michael avoided him and punched him, and hit him at the bend of his arm. According to common sense, this hit could block the force on the opponent's arm, forcing him to retract his fist and change his moves. But Ronan did not. He continued to blast out with a punch without hesitation, ignoring Michael's interception. Michael hit his arm with a palm, and the armor power system operated, and the huge force poured into the arm armor and shook Ronan's thick arm, but the latter's arm was as unmoved as iron.

Ronan's punch also hit his chest without any obstacles, and the force was pressed to his chest through the vibrator armor shell. Although the kinetic energy was absorbed by vibrator, it was still very amazing. Michael rolled into the inner wall of the Kerry alloy made of the cabin, and the wall was deeply concave.

Michael jumped down lightly.

A brief temptation has given him a general understanding of Ronan's strength level and helped him complete the assessment of the accuser's strength.

Ronan's body shook, and he approached again like a ghost, with a rotating wind stimulating his face.

Michael changed his path this time. His shoulder sank, and his left palm still looked at Ronan's fist, but this time he did not face it head-on. He saw through Ronan's momentum and force of this punch with a very accurate look, and used a stroke to wield somewhere on the opponent's arm, cleverly deflecting the trajectory of his punch. Ronan punched out with all his strength, but somehow fell into the air for no reason. A rocket hit the wall behind Michael, exploding a huge pit.

Ronan said "um", as if he didn't understand what had just happened. But he didn't stop, and then he hit the opponent's helmet with an extremely heavy elbow hammer. Michael blunt his palm and spit out a magic array with his palm, and he came out to meet him at the moment when Ronan elbow hammered. He activated the magic power, and the golden magic array flew in his palm. Ronan's powerful elbow hit the vortex of magic power, and it turned inexplicably again. The powerful force fell into the air again.

Ronan exerted too much force, and he almost couldn't stop his swaying. Michael lifted his left palm and the pulse cannon took this opportunity to blast towards Ronan's blue face. Then suddenly, he happened to catch Ronan's shot and fell into nothing. The gap that could not be stopped was almost impossible to dodge.

Michael's pulse cannon is powered by Terrigan crystal as energy and is also equipped with spell enhancement, so its power cannot be ignored even for Ronan.

But Ronan is worthy of being the most powerful warrior of the Kerry Empire. He flipped his body forcibly at the flash of lightning, his head tilted, and the impact beam flew over his cheek. The Kerry accuser only felt a burning wind blowing against his skin, making his face burn, as if it was burning.

Being injured by humans is undoubtedly a shame that the accuser cannot tolerate, but this aroused his anger and also made him put down his contempt and raise his vigilance. Ronan fist and palms intersected, and the offensive spread like a storm. The hurricane caused by his fists and feet filled the entire room like a tornado, and the air pressure in the space suddenly changed.

Michael faced this storm full of strange power, and responded calmly and calmly. His palms transformed into golden and red magic circles, and he lifted lightly to fight against the huge black fist shadow. His magic power was running, and the inner skeleton power system maintained the maximum output, and all the accuser's dense fists and feet were relieved one by one by one. Ronan attacked for twenty or thirty rounds in a row with his proud strange power, but he did not get the opportunity to exert force at once. It felt like he was led to a deviation as soon as he hit the punch. His monster was always as if he had burst into an endless ocean, and he could not even find a point of focus.

This is also the practical technique Michael learned from Supreme Mages when he was Kama Taj. Most of the mages of Kama Taj prefer melee combat, and of course their tactics cannot be the same as traditional ordinary fighting techniques. Supreme Mage once gave him many skills to integrate magic spells into hand-to-hand combat, among which Michael personally prefers the most.

Most mages are ordinary people. Even if they can gain certain strength by injecting magic into the body, they often have weak physical strength when dealing with enemies in various external dimensions. Therefore, skills are particularly important at this time.

A mage is not a strong man. When a short war is in contact, he should focus on skill and avoid force collisions as much as possible. Facing an enemy with strong power, a simple spell can reverse the direction of its output, change its attack trajectory, and even absorb and offset the energy carried by the opponent's attack. If you are familiar with the spell and can use it skillfully and flexibly, the mage can resolve most of the opponent's offensives by releasing magic power, play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses, and use skillfully to break your power.

In fact, there are many similar magical and combat skills. Although Michael has a high understanding and learns very quickly, he is still far behind the Supreme Master. If it were the Ancient One Mage himself here, even if he was fighting with his body, he should be able to get Ronan out in just one move and two moves.

Michael pulled Ronan's fierce grab and led Ronan to another place again, followed by the left palm bombardment. The pulse cannon hit the chest, and splashed sparks on Ronan's black armor. Ronan took a step back, stood still, and punched him straight. Michael dodged his left shoulder, and shot missiles on his shoulder, and three miniature missiles ignited at zero distance on Ronan's chest. The flames bloomed like a hideous lotus, Ronan was blown back from the flames, but he still stood firmly. Michael raised his palms and added the pulse cannon in front of him. Ronan finally became unstable and staggered back into his seat.

It's a great shame.

"Enough!"

Ronan shouted in a low voice. He raised his hand, grabbed the hammer that was inserted on the ground, skillfully swung half a circle in his hand, and pointed at the black and gold armor in front of him.
Chapter completed!