Troy has a rather aloof temperament, and those who have won awards in magic are usually arrogant.
"Good wine." Troy said casually: "Pick up the knife and fork at the table and cut the steak on the plate."
Steaks that ordinary people would never be able to eat in their lifetime can only be eaten by captains and squad captains in the escort team, and there is a sufficient amount of steaks on the table.
In addition to steaks, there are also various dishes cooked and grilled by livestock.
After Troy started to use the knife and fork, the two of them dared to eat. This was also out of courtesy to the superior.
After drinking and eating meat for half an hour, Dong Lai couldn't wait to put down his knife and fork, pulled off the napkin in front of his collar, kneaded his fist a few times and said: "Brother Ren, just eat half full, otherwise it will affect your performance.
I think Senior Troy must really want to see us fight without reservation."
"Of course, I will not disappoint my senior." Renn also decisively left his seat.
He and Donglai walked into a side courtyard.
Troy clapped his hands, expressing his joy, and continued to use the knife and fork to cut the meat.
Even though he acted very calmly, once he made a move, Ren and Donglai could defeat him with one move, without even using any action, just using poison magic.
The two of them are also very reluctant to provoke such a person. They can try their best to please them but they still have to show off their faces.
At least on this point, Donglai, who has worked with Troy for a long time, is very clear about this.
The magical aura on both sides burst out without reservation.
In an instant, the mysterious purple aura and the violent red aura occupied half of the entire courtyard respectively.
The background of first-level magic swordsmen varies from high to low, and the two of them are equivalent to the best among first-level magic swordsmen. They are not far away from entering the second level.
"Purple?" Troy's eyes fell on Ren with interest: "Purple magic aura is rare. When everyone awakens their magic talent, they can obtain all growthable magic runes, but only the most suitable type.
It’s easier to grow, and the type that Renn matches is actually the rare purple?”
Troy was really envious, even jealous, that even though he was extremely gifted in magical pathology, he never had a purple tendency.
Purple represents the magical runes of occultism, one of which contains potions.
Yes, magic potion.
This is the category that best matches magical pathology. Unfortunately, Troy himself is not inclined to purple.
But the real joke is that Renn has purple tendencies but is keen on using swords?
Troy shook his head. This world likes to joke. People who obviously don't have potion tendencies have pathological talents. People who obviously don't have sword master tendencies have swordsmanship talents.
God liked to play this kind of joke when he created man.
boom!!!
The heat wave swept everywhere, and a large heat wave hit the dining table.
Troy only waved his sleeves, and all the remaining power of the attack was blocked.
"Good guy, how much progress have you made in the past three years? My Red Flame Slash, which is 90% powerful, was easily broken by you?" Donglai said in horror: "Given time, you still won't catch up with me?"
"To each other, Brother Donglai's Red Flame Slash has also improved a lot, and it is much more fulfilling than three years ago!" Renn put away the countless sword shadows, and all the shadows returned to one, looking extremely mysterious.
"The Green Devil said that Renn is the most talented among the disciples he has ever accepted. Today, he is well-deserved, and he will surpass me in time." An imperceptible jealousy flashed in Troy's eyes.
He actually had the idea of winning over Renn: " Renn's swordsmanship is exquisite, even among the third-level swordsmen, he is ranked top, and I am a toxicology expert, but I lack powerful close combat guards around me, tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk,
It would be great if I could bring Ren with me."
Troy thought for a moment: "With the respectful attitude Ren showed to me just now, I don't think he will refuse my request. Offending me will only be bad for him."
Thinking of this, when he looked at Renn, his expression had a hint of looking at handicrafts.
"Brother Ren, I have to use my sword 100% in this next move. Don't act so calm anymore, or you will slap me in the face." Donglai chuckled.
Said with a cry.
"Brother Donglai's strongest blow, isn't it? Then I will go all out." Ren's face became solemn (pretending to be solemn).
The sword in his hand can be used to chop, thrust, or cut...
One hundred and fifty phantoms actually appeared.
This is also Rennes current limit.
It only takes one-third of the sword shadow to break through Donglai's full blow, but that will be considered as not using his full strength, which will make Donglai lose face and make Troy feel disrespected.
Just when Ren was displaying one hundred and fifty sword shadows, Troy, who had been slowly eating meat and drinking wine before, suddenly put down everything in his hands and stood up with his hands on the table.
Shock was written all over his face: "Ren is indeed a genius in swordsmanship. I guess that third-level swordsman is not as good as him."
If Troy just had a slight thought of wooing Renn, now he is completely impulsive and wants to win Renn successfully!
A year ago, Troy had the idea of looking for a personal guard, so that he would be safer from sudden attacks when going out in the future.
After all, as a pathologist, it is easy for others to miss him.
He then visited a third-level swordsman known as Sword Crazy, who was also a famous swordsman in the town. He claimed to be the best in swordsmanship in the town, and no one dared to call him second. It was the Green Old Devil.
His swordsmanship is also hard to match.
At that time, Troy went to see him as a pathologist and tried to win over him. He also offered a very high reward, but he was rejected and even humiliated.
Since everyone was a celebrity in the same camp, Troy didn't poison him, but he felt unlucky after that.
Even if he is a third-level swordsman, one level higher than himself, don't forget that he is a senior as famous as the Green Old Demon, and he should not be subjected to such humiliation.
Now that he has discovered Ren, who is even more talented than the swordsman, he will definitely extend an olive branch. Even if he is given a higher position, it will be much better than being the captain of this run-down village.
"Donglai's strongest blow is about to explode." Troy smiled and looked at the energy as hot as the sun: "But I know very well that Donglai is far from the opponent of the sword idiot, and it is impossible to defeat Ren."
A moment.
An even more shocking resonance erupted in the courtyard again. The ground shook, the surrounding trees swayed, and a one-meter deep pit appeared on the ground.
Renn was still standing at a distance, his face solemn (pretending to be solemn), but the ground under his feet was intact, and there was not even the slightest sign of being affected by the violent energy.
"What a close call, your blow almost killed me!" Ren said fearfully (pretending to be scared).
"You're not bad either." Donglai said rather disappointedly.
People are hard to break down.
Ren didn't make fun of him, and he wouldn't admit that he was inferior to others.
Even though he tried his best, he couldn't even get the other person to take a step back, and even the ground under his feet was still intact.
The level difference is too big and there is no comparison.
"Bah bang bang!" Troy's applause came at this time.
"The performance of both of you is wonderful. You are both the future pillars of the kingdom. You are still young and you will have many opportunities to climb up in the future. Especially Ren, it is a mistake to settle in this small village."