Wren responded, and a triumphant smile appeared on Dris's lips.

Davenlach was a little sorry, it seemed that this young man would not be able to enter the demon slaying team, but Wren himself agreed, and he couldn't stop it, so he could only say: "Pollock, you take Wren to the arsenal of the demon slaying team, and the weapons and equipment in it are up to him to choose." ”

"Yes, Captain. Pollock looked helpless, "Wren, come with me." ”

The two of them left the office and went to the arsenal on the first floor.

Pollock reproached dissatisfiedly: "Wren, how can you agree to Dris's request? He is a fourth-level magic swordsman, you are only a first-level demon swordsman, how can you fight? Win or lose or second, Driss obviously has bad intentions, you are not afraid of getting hurt?"

"Don't worry, captain, I don't dare to say that I will win, I am still sure to protect myself. Wren said confidently.

Pollock, on the other hand, didn't believe it, and thought Wren was too arrogant.

Driss is a full three levels higher than Rennes, a difference of one rank!

The strength comparison between the transcendents, within the same level, many talented people can challenge beyond the level, but it is almost impossible to challenge the level, and the difference in strength between different levels is crushing, and there is no power to fight back.

Moreover, Driss is not your average transcendent.

Despite only being at the fourth level, Driss is also a well-known up-and-comer in Lonzand, just in his early thirties, and has risen through the ranks to become the strongest of the five captains, and is considered the number one candidate to succeed the next captain.

Pollock didn't dare to say that he could protect himself at the hands of Dris.

Alas, young people just can't hold their breath, and they are fooled with a few words of stimulation.

Pollock was torn and regretted that he had recruited Wren.

If Wren suffers a big loss here, how can he explain it when he goes back and tells Master Roger about the trouble with the Sheriff's Bureau?

Now I can only hope that Driss will look at Master Roger's face and not take too heavy a shot. If you have the opportunity to make a move, then help Wren so that he doesn't make too much trouble.

Wren was very relaxed, and asked, "What is the origin of this Driss, and the captain values him very much?"

Pollock's face was stunned, and he was stunned: "You don't know Dris?"

"I just got to know him today. Wren replied truthfully.

Pollock was even more surprised, "You just met Driss, so why can't he get along with you?" he was confused, and doubted, "It can't be because of me, right? I didn't have a feud with him before." ”

"I don't know why, maybe he just doesn't like me. Wren shrugged, not wanting to say anything about Viola.

Pollock could tell at a glance that Wren wasn't telling the truth, but he didn't ask any more questions.

"The arsenal has arrived. ”

The arsenal of the demon slayer team is not large, it is a room full of various weapons and armor, Pollock said: "Most of the demon slaying team members have their own equipment, and here is a spare, so the quality is relatively average, you can choose the one yourself." ”

Wren nodded, if he had brought a fine iron warhammer, he wouldn't have to be so troublesome.

He looked around and saw that most of the swords here were long-sword, only a few war hammers, and the weight was too light to be used.

Considering Dris's extraordinary class characteristics, Wren quickly had a choice.

He went over and picked up a large round shield, made of pure steel, the shield was nearly a meter in diameter and weighed more than 100 pounds, and it could block most of his body in his hand.

In his left hand, he held a shield, and in his right hand, he chose a one-handed hammer.

The hammer head is boxy, the hammer handle is only half a meter long, the style is very simple, the whole hammer weighs only more than 60 pounds, although it is a little light, but it is already the most suitable for use.

"Selected?"

Pollock looked at Wren, who would have thought that this was a wizard?

He thought that Wren was scared and only wanted to use defensive equipment to protect himself, so he proposed: "Anyway, it's too late, do you want to wear another set of heavy armor? I'll help you put it on." ”

"No, that's enough. ”

Wren shook his head and refused, the defense of ordinary heavy armor may not be as good as his steel body, and it is also a burden to wear it, affecting his flexible speed.

The two left the arsenal and went to the martial arts training ground in front of the office building.

At this time, there were already many people waiting in the martial arts training ground, all of them were members of the demon slaying team, and they came to see the excitement when they heard the news.

Driss stood on the sidelines, with a long sword hanging from his waist, talking and laughing with a few members of the demon slaying team, with a relaxed and indifferent expression, obviously not taking the upcoming competition to heart.

When Wren appeared, everyone's eyes fell on him, and then they all froze.

They all heard that the one who was going to fight Driss was a battle wizard, although everyone didn't know much about battle wizards, but Wren was like this, and the image gap between him and the wizard was too big!

In the eyes of people, shamans give the impression of wearing magic robes, mysterious temperament, erudition, and powerful spells, a symbol of majesty and wisdom.

No one has ever seen a wizard with a big shield in one hand and a hammer in the other!

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Is he really a wizard?"

"If he puts on heavy armor again and says he's a steel knight, I'll believe it. ”

"It's not a wizard at all!"

Davenrah couldn't help but smile dumbly when he saw Wren's appearance, he admired Wren's choice, it looked similar to his own Steel Knight.

As a high-level transcendent, extremely experienced in combat, and accustomed to being heavily armored all year round, Davenrah immediately realized that Wren was extraordinary.

This large shield plus the warhammer weighed more than one hundred and fifty pounds, and even those mid-level transcendents who were not good at strength would have a hard time equipping.

Wren, however, seemed to be relaxed, walking lightly and seemingly unaffected by the heavy shields and weapons.

"It's not like a young man who has just become extraordinary. ”

Davenlach made a judgment in his heart and had some expectations for the next competition.

He clapped his hands to get the audience's attention, and said loudly, "Driss, Wren, you can start." But remember, this is just a strength test, there is no need to distinguish between life and death, you pay attention to proportion. ”

This was actually said to Driss, hoping that he would show mercy to his subordinates.

"Yes, Captain. Driss replied with a calm expression that made it impossible to see what he really thought.

Wren just nodded slightly, walked directly to the middle of the martial arts training ground, and looked at Dris.

Driss also walked in step by step.

His gaze swept around the martial arts training ground, and he closed his eyes slightly and took a breath, as if he was enjoying the feeling of being noticed.

Then he looked at Wren, his eyes turned cold, and he lowered his voice and said, "I don't know where you came from, and it doesn't matter what your relationship is with Viola, as long as I'm in the demon slayer team for a day, you don't want to come in." ”

Wren's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard.

Driss snorted lightly, thinking that Wren was pretending to be calm, and a violent look flashed in his eyes: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, but I will definitely let you enjoy the pain." ”

With that, he drew the long sword at his waist.

It was an enchanted long sword, with a gorgeous appearance, a column of runes on the spine, and after it was unsheathed, Dris's hand shook, and the blade was dyed fiery red, exuding a sense of heat.

Wren assumed a defensive stance.

He held the large shield in front of him, blocking his main body, his waist slightly lowered, only half of his head and feet were exposed, and his right hand holding the warhammer shook gently back and forth, and he could strike a thunderous blow at any moment.

The Eye of the Soul had already been opened, and he could see the reality of Driss clearly.

Driss laughed contemptuously, took a few steps forward, narrowed the distance, and suddenly there was a roar, and his body flashed like a firelight, and he rushed straight at Wren with his sword.

Flame Rush!

This is the most common sword technique used by the Flame Demon Swordsman, which increases its speed to the limit in a short distance, gathers soul power on the sword, and strives to break through the enemy's defenses with a single blow.

Dris's strategy was simple, first knock out Wren's big shield, and then slowly torture Wren.

In the blink of an eye, a cloud of hot heat rushed in front of him.

Wren had already taken precautions, as early as the moment Driss launched the Flame Dash, he sensed Dris's intentions from the soul element, and instead of retreating, he took a big step forward.

This step shortened the distance between the two, and it was also greatly unexpected by Driss.

Bang!

A bang was like thunder on the ground, flames erupted, and a heat wave spread.

Under the shocked gaze of the people, Driss flew upside down and landed a dozen paces away, stumbling and barely standing still.

Wren stood still, his body as steady as a mountain.

There was a depression in the middle of the large shield in his hand, and there was charred black from the flames, but he was unharmed, not even a piece of his clothes.

In this power competition, it is obvious that Rennes has the upper hand.

Pollock and the demon slayer team members were dumbfounded, not understanding why this was the result, how could the huge power gap between level 1 and level 4 be erased?

Only Davenlach's eyes lit up, and he probably knew what was going on.

The reason is that Wren's big step forward was just right, so that Dris's flame dash did not release its maximum power due to the lack of distance.

This is a very clever defensive combat skill!

It seems like a simple collision, but it shows Wren's fine mastery of skills and his own strong strength.

But Davenrah also didn't understand that even if Wren's strength was strong, it would not have such an amazing effect.

He didn't notice that at the moment of contact, Rein's skin became darker, his whole body was as hard as steel, his strength increased at the same time, and the whole person was firmly nailed to the ground like a sculpture.

Wren's full force turned on the Iron Body for a moment, and then it closed again.

Driss also had a premonition that something was wrong, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy anymore, so he looked cautious.

"I'm afraid this little white face is a little tricky......"

His face sank, and he decided that he had to show his best strength and must defeat his opponent first.

Driss rushed towards Wren again, his speed getting faster and faster, leaping high ten paces away, the long sword in his hand blazing with fire, and from top to bottom, he swung a huge sword shadow and slashed down.

Volley Slash!

The attack range of this sword was very large, and the blazing sword light pressed down from the top of his head, and Wren didn't want to carry it hard, and he couldn't dodge it with his own speed.

He abruptly withdrew the large shield in front of him, swung his arms with all his might, and threw the sixty-pound warhammer upward.

Under the blessing of Wren's power, the warhammer brought a strong sound of breaking the sky, and instantly smashed in front of Driss, he didn't think much about it, the sword light continued to slash, and he was about to split the warhammer and Wren in half.

With a "dang" sound, Driss only felt a sharp pain in his right hand holding the sword, and the tiger's mouth burst into blood, and he almost smashed the sword away.

The warhammer was cut off by a small half, and it fell.

Dris's volley slash was greatly reduced, and the fiery red sword shadow was less than thirty percent left, and finally slashed on Wren's great shield, leaving only a deep scorched black mark.

The sword slashed down, and Driss landed at the same time, only three steps away from Wren.

However, before he could retreat, Wren suddenly rushed over with a large shield in his hand, like a brute bull's force, and the heavy shield hit his body, and Driss only had time to retreat slightly, and the whole person was still knocked into the air.

A huge force came, and Driss felt as if he had been hit head-on by a car, and his whole body hurt everywhere.

Before advancing to the Demon Swordsman, he was a ranger with a strong sense of balance.

In mid-air, Driss barely adjusted his posture and landed, finding that he had been knocked into the air by more than a dozen steps, his throat was sweet, and a stream of blood gushed up.

"What a strong force!"

Driss struggled to swallow the blood, and if he hadn't stepped back when he was hit and unloaded some of his strength, he would have been seriously injured.

"He obviously only has level 1, why is his strength so strong?"

"Is a battle wizard really that powerful?"

Not only Driss, but everyone else in the room had the same thought.

In just two fights, Wren showed strength far beyond his own level, and even suppressed Dris, who was three levels higher!

The eyes of the demon slayer team members were all surprised or incredulous.

Only then did Pollock understand that Wren was not arrogant before, but really had the strength to compete with Dris, and he was secretly happy, and quietly removed the hand on the soul gun.

Wren still held the shield in front of him, took a few steps to the side, picked up the hammer, which weighed less than fifty pounds, and held it back in his hand.

Seeing that the scene was evenly matched, Davenrah was about to speak out and tell the two to stop.

Driss was not willing to give up, and before Davenrah's words could be spoken, his eyes were like fire, and he turned into a hot figure and went straight to Wren.

This time, he didn't jump up or launch a flaming dash.

Just attacked Wren at an ordinary high speed, the long sword flowed with red light, and a sword shadow shrouded the past, like a tornado of flames, encompassing Wren and his big shield within the attack range.

"North Wind Swordsmanship. ”

Immediately recognizable, this is Dris's proud swordsmanship, from the Mehya school of swordsmanship in the north of the empire, with consistency and quick sword striking as the main style of play.

Wren also recognized this set of swordsmanship, although he had not practiced it, but he knew how to deal with it.

In the shadow of the sword in the sky, his gaze was calm, and he instantly locked on where Dris's real sword was, moved his steps, and waved the big shield unhurriedly.

When the boom sounded.

The red sword light converged, and a large spark splashed on the large shield.

Wren took a step back to unload his strength, and Driss took the opportunity to move forward, his long sword stabbing forward, and the big shield blocked the tip of the sword just right.

Dangdang, three times in a row.

Wren took three steps back, and three more scorch marks appeared on the shield.

He couldn't help but admire in his heart, Dris's swordsmanship was really good, combining the North Wind swordsmanship with the "triple attack" element skill, one sword was faster than the other, the power was greatly increased, and it was quite difficult to resist.

Dris's three swords worked, paused, and swung his sword again.

I saw a blazing sword shadow attacking frantically, the flames were shining, and the heat wave was rolling, but every time he wanted to hit Wren, he was always blocked by a large shield in a millimeter, so that the long sword returned in vain, and only added a scorch mark to the big shield.

Judging from the scene, Rennes has fallen into the upper hand and can only defend and have no power to counterattack.

Davenlach wanted to stop the competition, but when he saw Wren's defensive skills using the shield, he was immediately interested and wanted to see how far Wren could go.

Pollock, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but sweat for Wren, this big shield was only cast in pure steel, there was no enchantment, and the material was also very ordinary, so it was difficult to resist for a long time.

Once the shield is destroyed, Wren has no chance.

Driss also thought of this, and the fire on the sword was even stronger, and he increased the soul power infusion, trying to destroy this pesky big round shield.

Wren in the battle didn't seem to notice this.

The sound of metal clashing was endless, constantly resounding in the training ground, and Wren's big shield was covered with scratches, and it was burned red by the heat, and it seemed that it would burst open at any time.

Finally, after a piercing explosion, the heavy shield was torn apart!

"Here's your chance. Dries was overjoyed.

"Here's your chance. Wren thought to himself.