The scale continued to rotate for ten minutes, and finally it stopped because it ran out of magic or something else, and it maintained a balanced state.
This scene made Rosen swallow his saliva, not sure how to calculate the result?
The abnormality of the scale is enough to show that Rosen is not an ordinary person, but will he be judged as non-human?
The old man and Ren were dumbfounded at the same time. Ren had already come to the old man's side and asked with strange eyes: "Teacher, how do we calculate this?"
The old man blinked his eyes a few times and thought for a moment. He could not give a random judgment, and the magic on the scale had not been completely exhausted. If he took the initiative to stop, he would give a correct judgment result.
So, this child is human?!
"It's unusual. This is the first time I've seen this. Who is the father of this child?" The old man had an unnatural smile on his face.
"He is an orphan. His parents are unknown. We only know that his adoptive mother is called Irene, and she is a single woman in our village." Ren said truthfully.
"Orphans..." The old man seemed to have thought of something and said, "Many of my old friends died in the war. If no one adopts their descendants, they will become orphans and eventually be sent to orphanages."
"You are a generous person, and you have made proper arrangements for my old friend. Without you, there would be no me!" Ren's tone was excited, and he said with emotion: "If you hadn't adopted me in the first place..."
"Okay, I'm just saying casually. Don't think about it anymore. The reason why you can become a magic swordsman is largely because of your hatred for the demons. But what I want to say is that when you understand the true meaning of a swordsman,
When your mission is to serve the country and the people, your sword will not be a sword of hatred, but a sword of justice!"
"Thank you teacher for your teaching!" Renn buried his head deeply.
Then the two looked at Rosen again, and the old man spoke first: "I am the leader of Zuobai Town. You can call me the Green Devil, or you can call me teacher like Ren."
The Green Goblin? This is the first time someone in Rosen has called himself this, and he doesn’t usually come into contact with people of this level, so he can only be regarded as the strongest swordsman in Zuobai Town.
"Teacher," Rosen said.
By calling him "Teacher", he would be safe, and at least he would be recognized by the old man. Moreover, Rosen could also see that because of the abnormal movement he caused in the scale, the Green Devil looked at him with admiration and considered accepting him as his disciple.
It is conceivable that before bringing him here, Ren must have informed the Green Goblin of his test report and the matter of his hidden strength.
"Since you call me teacher, I can't miss the greeting gift." The Green Devil took out a sword with green light from his pocket: "This is the sword I used when I was young, so I give it to you.
"
The moment the sword was taken out, it was just a toy sword the size of a palm. It instantly changed to the size of three feet, and it emitted a rich green light that was no less than that of the Green Old Demon.
This light was somewhat unlucky to Rosen, but it made Rosen aware of the power of light and justice, and the blood in his body was faintly restless.
Rosen discovered that his blood energy was not suppressed by the green light, but was only agitated by it. This shows that his blood energy is not in conflict with the green light, which may explain many problems.
"Just now, the balance finally remained balanced, and this green light of justice did not expel the blood from my body. Does it mean that the vampires are a branch of human beings?" Rosen guessed this possibility.
"This sword is called Green Light. I hope you will use it well." The Green Devil motioned to Rosen to accept it.
Taking the green light from the old green devil's hand, Rosen noticed that Ren's eyes were straightened, staring at the sword in his hand, and there was actually a little more yearning in his eyes.
This shows that his sword is more noble than Payne's sword inlaid with gems.
He turned it around and looked at it. Except for the huge magical aura emanating from it, he couldn't tell any difference. The material looked like jasper, but it must be some kind of material he didn't know. Jade is easy to break, and this
The hilt sword is used for fighting.
"I'll teach you how to collect it." The Green Devil also taught Rosen the magic of collecting the green lightsaber. This magic is simple and easy to learn, and Rosen mastered it quickly.
But judging from the Green Goblin's reaction, Rosen's mastery of magic should be very advanced.
The old green devil smiled brightly and nodded: "Ren, I have taught you everything I can teach you, just wait for me to become my disciple."
When Ren heard this, he shouldn't have hesitated, but he could see that the Green Devil valued Rosen very much, so he nodded and said: "I will teach him everything I know, but we should be called senior brothers."
The Green Devil was very satisfied, nodded and said: "If nothing happens, just go back. The village cannot be without the leader of the guard team."
"yes!"
Ren didn't stay long. After saying goodbye to the Green Devil, he took Rosen on the carriage on the way home.
On the carriage, Renn obviously felt a lot gentler, not as cold as when he first treated Rosen.
Rosen had once spoken rudely to him, but Ren had probably forgotten about it.
"Junior brother, you can follow me from now on, and I will give you the position of vice-captain." Renn smiled and did not look down upon Rosen because he was young.
"But before that, you must complete my course. Even though I am your senior brother and I am also teaching on behalf of the master, I will not let you leave the escort until the course is completed."
"The course...is it about magic or swordsmanship?" Rosen was a little hopeful.
"Both. After you master the basic swordsmanship, you will start courses related to being a magic swordsman. However, there will also be advanced swordsmanship courses later. All this will be done step by step according to the teacher's instructions." Ren said and looked at Rosen.
Model sword hanging around the neck.
It looks like a useless model, or maybe it's a weird necklace, but in fact, the value of this sword is ten times that of his sword, and it can't be exchanged for it.
"As for the sword that the teacher gave you, you should keep it well. It can be used until you become a fifth-level magic swordsman. Our teacher is famous for it. Our teacher accepts disciples casually and does not
It requires too much etiquette, but you have to remember that since you call him teacher, he will be your teacher for life, and I will also be your senior brother for life."
Rosen nodded. His understanding of Ren was that he was quite old-fashioned, but a very nice person.
East Village.
Guard Management Office.
Lane put a hand on Rosen's shoulder and led him into the office.
Here, most of the members of the escort team are present, ranging in age from 15 to over 50 years old. You can see that there are quite a lot of young new members.
"Let me introduce you, Rosen, my junior brother, who will be one of you from now on."
When Ren introduced Rosen to the members, they all looked at Rosen with expressions of admiration, welcome, jealousy, and indifference.
Rosen looked at those who gave him welcoming expressions and nodded, which was equivalent to saying hello.
In the past few days, Renn arranged basic swordsmanship lessons for Rosen.
Rosen just went home first and informed Erin and the others of the test results in the town. When they learned that Rosen had caused an abnormality in the detection equipment, allowing the fifth-level magic swordsman to take the initiative to recruit a disciple, the shock on their faces was beyond words.
Afterwards, Rosen obediently returned to the special training room of the escort team and began the training mission of the swordsman.
"Every movement must be mastered in order to complete the course. This is a basic skill, and it cannot be completed without a certain level of skill."
There was a large array of wooden piles in front of Rosen. Special treatment was done on different wooden piles to detect the fire level of each basic swordsmanship. There was a magic effect on it, and the wooden piles could automatically recover after being destroyed, and each of Rosen's steps was memorized.
The extent of the sword.
Rosen slashed the wooden sword in his hand towards the wooden stake with the chopping mark in front of him. The wooden sword cut into the wooden stake under his power, but could not completely penetrate.
The power used by Rosen now is about 300 punches. If he chops with all his strength, the wooden pile in front of him will explode in an instant.
As for why the wooden sword for training is used, this does not require too much explanation. Otherwise, Rosen would directly use the green light sword, and the training would be meaningless.
"Practice over and over again, what is important is to form body memory. This is called skill, so even if it is just a blow with a hundred punches, you can use skill to cut it."
Rosen knew very well what the purpose of training with wooden swords was, and he also realized the obvious obstacles. Mastering basic swordsmanship was not easy, and it was different from what he thought.
In the world of his previous lives, he would have mastered the level of a master swordsman who could cut dozens of bamboos with one sword.
Three days, is it enough?
The grace time Ren gave him was too little.
Rosen knew from the beginning that it would not be easy, but now it seems that it is more difficult than he imagined.
After the first day, Rosen felt exhausted, his arms were sore, and it was difficult to lift them up.
He put the wooden sword back into the weapon rack and was about to go to the canteen.
As he passed the door of another training room, through the glass window, Rosen saw a girl with a ponytail who was a few years older than him, wearing a long black skirt and a blue short coat, holding a wooden sword in front of her.
The wooden stake waved.
The seemingly light sword blew strong winds in the air. Rosen couldn't even see the wooden sword seeping into the wooden pile, and he didn't hear the sound of the wooden sword hitting the wooden pile. The wooden pile was already destroyed.
Cut open and slide to the ground.
"Successful. After three months of practice, I finally got it!" The girl wiped the sweat from her forehead and sat aside to rest.
When Rosen heard what she was muttering secretly, his brows suddenly furrowed.
"This old girl is also very talented. Did she practice for three months? It took three months to succeed? However, Ren's requirement for me is three days. After three days, he will accept my results."
Rosen only felt that his scalp was numb. It was obvious that Ren was deliberately making things difficult for him. After three days, he was afraid that he would make things difficult for him and dampen his spirit.
Although this kind of situation is not unheard of, like some coaches, this kind of broken hands is not new, and apprentices must be educated once they encounter it.
But Rosen is not the kind of person who can accept this situation. Since Renn gave him three days, he would find a way to understand more in three days.
Realize that instead of trying to figure things out on your own, it is better to rely on the strength of your predecessors.
Rosen knocked on the training room door.
The girl with a single ponytail inside looked back out the window. She remembered that this was someone who had just joined the escort team and was sent in by Ren himself.
"Junior brother, please come in. Do you have anything to ask?" the girl opened the door and said enthusiastically.
"Junior brother?"
"You heard right, Ren is also my master." The girl smiled, with beautiful dimples on her face.
"You may have misunderstood, I am Ren's junior brother." Rosen corrected.
The thought of asking my nephew for advice made me feel a little embarrassed.
The girl's face looked a little wonderful, and she said with a smile: "I almost forgot that the master called you junior brother before, so you can be regarded as my senior uncle."
"Just call me Rosen." Yang Chen said politely.
He looked at the wooden sword in her hand and asked, "I saw you cut through the wooden stakes easily in one go. Do you have any skills?"
"..."
The girl looked at Rosen again and suspected that she had heard wrongly: "Isn't this easy for you?"
Are you kidding me? A man who is a master uncle and is a first-level magic swordsman at least asks such a question?
The girl suspected that this was a test for herself, so she immediately figured it out through brainstorming and said: "Skills!"
"What technique?" Rosen asked.
"The force point of the wooden sword and the weak point of the wooden stake can be broken by hitting the weak point quickly with the force point."
"Where is the force point of the wooden sword?"
When Rosen asked, he looked a little ashamed, but the girl didn't seem to mind and answered all his questions with a smile.
Finally, Rosen understood how to draw the sword.
To put it simply, when cutting with a sword, the force point is concentrated under the tip of the sword, occupying one-third of the entire sword body. According to the principle of leverage, the hand position will hardly change too much, so you only need to grasp the sword well.
The position of the attack's power can be used to exert its power to a large extent.
Next is the point of attack. Where should the force of the sword fall? For wooden stakes, there are lines on them, so slashing along the lines will get twice the result with half the effort.
The last thing is speed. The faster the speed, the stronger the explosive power when hitting.
In addition, there is another thing that is God.
Regarding God, the girl just briefly mentioned it. It is a kind of induction formed after long-term training. The induction of the sword and the target can easily understand the best way to cut the target.
The conversation with the girl shocked Rosen greatly. It turned out that a simple chopping action could have so many possibilities?
If you don't seek help from others, you may not be able to figure out these methods even after three days of training.
"Jenny, is this your friend?" A girl with long blond hair, about thirty years old, carrying a rapier entered the training room.