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Shortly after he left, Aaron the Archer and Hans the Scout came out of the crowd and stood in front of William.

Looking closely at the half-inch-deep, clearly shaped footprints on the ground, Hans sighed in admiration.

"This little white face is not bad! This time, it's quite interesting. ”

Aaron's face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at William seriously: "What do you think?

William suppressed the shame in his heart, thought about it, and replied matter-of-factly.

"The posture is standard, the force is sufficient, the force is very strong, the concentration is very good, and the speed is okay. ”

Aaron frowned dissatisfiedly: "That's all, you also use a sword, so you don't have any special feelings?"

Hans glanced at William disdainfully and said mockingly, "Ask him why not ask me, he also uses a sword?"

William's face turned red with shame, but he didn't dare to refute, he hung his head sullenly, and a hatred gradually rose in his heart.

Aaron turned his head and looked at Hans, "And what do you think?"

"This is an ordinary aristocratic young master......

Hans shrugged, looked at Aaron's increasingly gloomy face, and added, "We sent him into the carriage together, and you don't even believe your own judgment?"

Aaron couldn't refute it, but he knew that Hans hadn't finished his words, and said impatiently, "To the point!

"God knows what he thinks......"

Muttering quietly, Hans waved his hand and motioned for William to leave. When he was far away, he told Aaron his judgment.

"When I first found this guy, he was definitely an ordinary guy, right?"

Aaron nodded involuntarily and said: "The skin is delicate, there are no calluses on the hands, the muscle strength is average, there is no fighting qi fluctuation in the body, and the mental strength is not high." Although it is not clear why the butler's mind reading fails, he is indeed just an ordinary person. ”

"Then what do you think if I tell you that the sword split just now has at least 10 years of fire?"

Aaron exhaled, "Impossible!"

"Don't you think it's beautiful? The posture and power are almost perfect, and it's quite a good foundation in swordsmanship. ”

Hans explained innocently, and said, "So, no more, no less." ”

Aaron looked at Hans in disbelief, and in his persistent gaze, he gradually lost his way, shook his head, and muttered to himself.

"10 years of sword training...... But how is it possible? No one who has been practicing swords for more than three years can be like him!"

Hans smiled bitterly, looked down at the two short swords at his waist, and his words were full of depression.

"Supposedly, I also use a sword, when I couldn't train at a high intensity, I practiced the basic movements of swordsmanship for almost 4 years, and in this regard, he was a little bit stronger than me. ”

Aaron's mind was turning around and around, so he didn't notice that Hans was a little weak when he said the last sentence.

"As for why ......"

Hans scratched his head, obviously puzzled, and finally reluctantly guessed: "Maybe he was forced to practice swords when he was a child, and when he grew up, he fell in love with poetry and literature? No one says that a swordsman must become a martial artist, right? The more the nobles like strange tunes......

And then in a bad mood these days, I was scared, and I decided to start practicing s......words again?

Saying something he didn't believe, Hans's voice gradually weakened, and Aaron was glared at by him, and he couldn't make it anymore.

"Swordsmanship genius, let the warrior not play poetry, painting, music, en?!"

No wonder they don't believe it. The Templar Continent has been in war for many years, and the values of supremacy of force and strength have long been formed.

Aristocrats are respected, first of all, because they are powerful, nobles who have no power?

Aaron was still thinking about it, muttering to himself.

"It can't be a swordsmanship genius who has practiced swords since childhood, that kind of person, at this age, will be at least the same level as us, or even one or two orders higher, such as the little young master......

It is also impossible to hide his strength, and if he wants to control the fluctuations of his fighting spirit, at least it is a silver martial sect above the second order of the earth level......

The body is obviously an ordinary person! Can you fake it when you are unconscious? But how can an ordinary person suddenly ......?"

When Hans heard this, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he cried out half excitedly and half in fear.

"Wait, you say, is it possible that we have picked up a true sword genius?"

Aaron pondered for a moment, pondered the taste, and opened his mouth wide in disbelief.

"What do you mean...... This guy learned to wield a sword after just watching us in a few fights?"

"That's right, think about it, is there only one explanation?"

Hans's face flushed with excitement, as if he had discovered some earth-shattering secret, and he involuntarily lowered his voice.

"It may be a particularly stable small high-level plane over there, relatively peaceful, and the young master of the big noble family has been carefree since he was a child, so he has not discovered his own talent. When I got here, I found that there were many crises, and finally my potential exploded under pressure......

You haven't forgotten Leonardo, the lion cub of the First Family, have you? At what age did you naturally awaken your fighting spirit?"

Aaron seemed to believe it a little, but he was more hesitant: "However, the natural awakening of the fighting spirit is different from this, right?"

"You don't understand swords. Hans waved his hand, looking well-informed, boasting.

"The cultivation of fighting spirit cannot be skillful, it can only be accumulated bit by bit, but there are many swordsmanship geniuses who won the title of swordsmanship master when they were teenagers. ”

Although I said a lot of things, I couldn't remember any of them when I thought about it in my head.

At this time, Aaron finally reacted and sneered: "I really don't know the sword, but I know the bow." I've never heard of someone who can do it just by watching someone pull a bow a few times. Do you think it's hard to draw a bow or to practice a sword?"

"Uh......" Hans scratched his head and stopped talking.

Because he knew that Aaron was bent on learning swordsmanship, but he was judged to be not talented in swordsmanship, and was rejected many times, so he finally switched to practicing bows and arrows.

Although he later obtained the powerful advanced profession Wind Feather and stepped into the human level to become a martial artist in one fell swoop, the experience of his early years still became a hidden pain in his heart.

"Go tell the butler. It's really time to be wary of him. Aaron waved his hand, got up and left with a cold face.

"If you can't be talented, you don't believe that others are geniuses? Anyway, I think it's possible ......"

Muttering quietly, Hans casually rubbed off the footprints that Wen Yuan stepped on and left.

After another moment, where Wen Yuan stepped on it with strength, a few blades of grass quietly broke off.

Nobody knows.