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The square outside the church in Goldshire.

A group of nobles in gorgeous clothes or plate armor were surrounding a young man who was demonstrating swordsmanship in the center of the field.

When the busy night watchers on the side saw this scene, they involuntarily slowed down their movements and stretched their necks to look over curiously.

"Hey, it's Master Ren!"

"Well, it's the new deputy security officer, Mr. Ren!"

"Yes, it's Ren. He seems to be demonstrating swordsmanship."

Because Wren was previously the youngest among his fellow Night Watchmen, even though Wren's position continued to rise, many Night Watchmen still called him by his first name.

It’s not that I’m disrespectful, it’s just that the time is too short and I’m not used to it.

At first, he was called Little Renn, then Renn, and more than half a month ago he was called Captain, and now he has become Deputy Public Security Officer. This promotion speed is unparalleled!

I don't know how long it will take before the word 'vice' will be removed.

Renn's face was solemn, and he first made an extremely fast step and slash, and then followed with another fierce jumping slash.

Suddenly, a sharp sound broke through the air in the venue!

"Cleave!"

"Leap Slash!"

"Whirlwind"

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The connection between each style of the giant bear swordsmanship performed by Ren is extremely smooth, giving people the feeling that they are enjoying a dance of strength and beauty!

"Sure enough, Ren's giant bear swordsmanship has reached a mastery level!"

"This kid Ren, your progress is so fast!" Hamilton's eyes suddenly widened and he muttered to himself.

As Renne's direct boss, it can be said that Hamilton watched Renne grow from an ordinary farmer's son to become stronger step by step.

Now that Hamilton thinks about it carefully, almost every once in a while, Rennes' strength will reach a new level.

After carefully comparing the combat power gap between him and Rennes, Hamilton was surprised to find that Rennes' current strength seemed to be no longer inferior to him!

Perhaps, in terms of combat experience, Renn is still a little behind him, but the gap is negligible.

Hamilton must admit that Rennes is already a master on the same level as him!

But how old is he?

How old is Ren?

It has to be said that Rennes's rising speed has blinded him a bit!

"This is a mastery level of giant bear swordsmanship!"

"You are only fourteen or fifteen years old, and you have reached this level! What an amazing talent!"

On the side of the field, the other person who was most impressed by the giant bear swordsmanship performed by Renne was the swordsmanship instructor of the aristocratic son of the Habsburg Manor—Perez!

At this moment, he also had an incredible expression on his face, looking at Renn who was demonstrating the giant bear swordsmanship in the center of the field.

Because Perez also majored in giant bear swordsmanship, he remembered clearly that when he reached Ren's current level, he had been practicing giant bear swordsmanship for about four or five years!

Although he was not familiar with Renn, and he did not know the specific time when Renn practiced the giant bear swordsmanship.

But if you think about it with your buttocks, you will know that Renn has not been practicing giant bear swordsmanship for a long time.

Maybe a year?

But it can’t be more than two years anyway!

The reason is simple. The two-handed sword itself weighs dozens of pounds.

It is absolutely impossible for an eleven or twelve-year-old civilian son to move with a wave.

After all, it can be seen from Ren's body shape that he looks like a normal person, and the other person is not the kind of person who is gifted with strength.

Alonso, on the other hand, became more and more frightened as he watched, his face gradually turned gloomy, and he even felt a certain fear in his heart, because he found that Rennes' rapid improvement in strength reminded him of someone.

That's his sister - Claire!

Alonso remembered clearly that when he was already a third-level knight squire, Claire had just learned to hold a sword.

But two years later, he could only tie with Claire.

The third year.

There is no victory but defeat!

Although, in the past year, with the sufficient supply of divine blood from the Black Flame Church, his strength has improved rapidly, but now it seems that it is still a very stupid thing to compare his cultivation progress with such a person with extremely high talent. .

Fortunately, Alonso had already expected this from his sister Claire.

That's why he cooperated with the Black Flame Church and looked forward to gaining something from the Black Flame Prayer Ceremony.

By then, if he can gain control of the black flames or other special abilities through the ritual, then what he will receive will be a surge in strength!

While Alonso was feeling restless on the sidelines, everyone in the church was watching Ren's swordsmanship demonstration intently.

"Beryl, what do you think of Ren's sword skills?" Priest Rudolf turned to ask a Templar beside him.

"He is very strong, not inferior to me, but looking at the other person's age, I am far inferior!"

"I think this newly promoted knight, Mr. Extraordinary Ren, should possess both excellent swordsmanship and knightly talents."

"Exactly what I thought. It's a pity that such a talent could not join our Goddess Church." Priest Rudolf nodded and couldn't help but sigh.

"However, Priest Rudolph, if Ren only has the strength he has shown so far, it may be possible to kill ordinary Black Flame monks, but I think if he wants to kill a strong man at the apostle level, he should still use his strength. Not caught."

The Templar knight named Beryl seemed to be looking at it very carefully. After observing carefully for a while, he expressed his judgment.

"Well, you're right! But I guess Renn has a trump card, but it's hard to show it in this situation." Priest Rudolf nodded, as if he agreed with Beryl's opinion.

"Judging from the swordsmanship he displayed, it is at least possible to kill the 'Apostle Level', isn't it?" Rudolph said with a smile.

"Well, you're right!" Beryl was stunned for a moment, then agreed with a smile.

Among the nobles present, the only one who couldn't quite see through the other person's thoughts was the county security chief, Viscount Hamadi. He looked at Renn expressionlessly, wondering what he was thinking about.

Baroness Crowley and Jenny were watching with bright eyes.

For them, they naturally expect that Renne, the guardian knight of the Crowley family, will become stronger as possible.

Renn's swordsmanship demonstration lasted less than ten seconds and was over.

However, it left a deep impression on everyone watching.

Hamilton stepped forward, patted Ren's shoulder with a complicated expression, and whispered: "Ren, you gave me another big surprise."

"Your giant bear swordsmanship has reached the level of proficiency. It's really amazing!"

"Also, after this review is completed, it is estimated that the 1000 merit points required for your canonization will be enough."

"Originally, I was a little worried that your promotion to Transcendence was too short and you were lacking in strength. Now it seems that my worries are a bit unnecessary."