Wow!!
The whole audience exploded.
Nearly half of the gentlemen and ladies stood up, looking shocked, and even forgot to applaud.
One move!
It's still a trick!
Renoan·Lotito is recognized in the circle as a famous and talented stick artist of the younger generation. He has mastered the secret technique and is only one step away from becoming a master.
But even so, he was no different from the previous four rounds of eliminations, he was also defeated by one move.
Even Steel-core Cane was beaten into two pieces on the spot!
How much explosive power is required to do this?!
"It's the master!"
"Absolutely! Gilan·Iros is a master of stick magic!"
"Oh my god..."
"This is the first time I have seen such a young stick master!"
"Fahan Family actually produced such a dazzling character?!"
In the audience, heated discussions continued.
The men were inexplicably shocked, and the women's eyes were filled with brilliance.
Masters are rare within the empire. Even in the capital Muse City, which is teeming with talents, the total number of masters in all major fields does not exceed a hundred.
But those masters, without exception, are all middle-aged or even old.
After all, it takes time to practice a skill to perfection. What's more, it requires a very high level of understanding to master a secret skill.
Even for Renoan, a highly recognized master seed, it will be considered fast if he can become a master before the age of thirty.
But right now, there is a master who is only twenty years old!
This is a real new star, rising North Muse!
At this time.
Renoan's body gradually regained consciousness.
He got up from the ground and patted the dust on his clothes. Although his hair was a little messy, he was not angry. Instead, he looked at the opponent who defeated him with admiration.
"Mr. Gilan, thank you for your mercy."
Renoan took two steps forward, stretched out his hand, and smiled politely.
"The blow you just struck not only killed me, but also crippled me... I thought you were joking, but I didn't expect that you are already a master."
As he spoke, he shook his head.
"My strength is far inferior to yours, so I lost."
Gilan didn't expect this guy to be so graceful, so he reached out and shook his hand.
"You are much better than your brother."
He said calmly.
When talking about his younger brother Kordel, the young man smiled.
"I haven't had time to thank you, Mr. Gilan, for making Kordel proud in front of his father. He has been in a good mood at home these days. I haven't seen him so happy for a long time."
Gilan was startled.
He then remembered that some time ago, he, Prince, Nancy and the others came here to watch a fighting match. He revealed that the member named Ewan was a sorcerer, which made Kordel call to report.
It turns out that this is what Renoan was talking about.
Gilan let go of his hand and shook his head.
"Can we get together when you have time? I'll treat you to afternoon tea."
Renoan generously invites.
"Although people in the circle call me a genius, I know that this is just a false name. I am still far away from a real master... And you are a role model worth learning from. I want to ask you for some tips on staff skills."
Gilan thought about it and didn't refuse.
"If you have time, no problem."
"Thank you." Renoan smiled happily.
"I haven't congratulated you yet for winning the championship of this stick skill competition."
The host also came on stage at this time and loudly announced the winner of this annual young stick artist competition in front of the audience:
"Please, gentlemen and ladies, cheer for our champion, Mr. Gilan·Iros!"
Suddenly.
Crackling!
The audience burst into thunderous applause and screams and shouts.
Many noble ladies blushed and shouted his name like crazy:
"Gilan! Gilan!!"
"Leave the venue later, be careful not to be overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of those ladies."
Renoan picked up his cane that was broken into two pieces, and when he walked past Gilan, he chuckled.
"The club has two safe passages leading to the alley behind."
He gave a kind reminder, turned around and walked off the platform, as if he didn't want to occupy the limelight that belonged to Gilan.
Gilan was as indifferent as before, standing upright on the stage.
In the private room on the second floor.
Milinda, like the aristocratic ladies in the audience, screamed a few times in excitement, making Prince roll her eyes. Even her sister Nancy couldn't stand it and kept whispering to her to pay attention to her ladylike image.
But Milinda, who was in the mood, turned a deaf ear.
"Gilan brother is lying! Big Swindler! He is not only a fighting master, he is also a staff master!"
Milinda pointed outside the glass wall and chirped.
"Obviously the stick technique is so powerful, but I lied to my father that I didn't learn it... Ah, it's a good thing that my father didn't teach Gilan brother the stick technique himself, otherwise I would have been completely embarrassed!"
Prince and his younger brother Joann looked at each other with a slight twitch in their mouths.
Milinda is quite right.
"I didn't expect... even Renoan lost."
At this time, Kordel spoke with a complicated and disbelieving look.
"It's also one move, just one move."
The young men and women present were also extremely shocked by this result.
They originally thought it would be a fierce competition, but the final process turned out to be so absurd. Renoan, the genius staff master, was defeated face-to-face by Gilan like everyone else.
Is he really a master?
And he is also a master in the two fields of fighting and wand technique!
So young, just turned twenty!
His status as a so-called illegitimate son seemed irrelevant under the light of such talent and strength.
Because it is foreseeable that in a short time, this young man Fahan Family will definitely be known as Muse City and be known to the upper class circles.
Even, he will be the guest of major families and powerful people.
After a while.
There was a knock on the box door.
Tuk Tuk.
Prince, who was closest to the door, walked over and opened the door.
He couldn't help but be startled.
Outside the door, stood a blond young man in a black coat, who was his eldest brother Gilan. But Prince's heart seemed to have been beaten away, and he said dullly:
"Brother."
"Yeah." Gilan responded lightly, and then walked in.
He was holding a black top hat in one hand, and in the other hand, he was casually grabbing an exquisite gold-plated trophy, which was the symbol of the champion of the Staff Competition.
With the arrival of Gilan, all the young people present stopped talking and silently cast various looks.
Milinda Nancy and Osara admire her, Kordel is complicated, Zigui and Franz dare not look at her.
"Congratulations, Mr. Gilan."
Miss Dadeier smiled gently and congratulated politely.
"We were still discussing you just now."
"That's right." She took a few steps forward to Gilan, pulled him out of the door, put her head close to her, and whispered, "Osara's story has spread among several best friends."
Gilan smelled the perfume coming from the other party, frowned, and said in a deep voice:
"Miss Dadeier suspects that I leaked this matter?"
"Of course not."
Dadeier Lower your voice.
"They came to the conclusion through observation. After testing it a few times, they confirmed that it was with my help that Osara returned to normal."
"A few friends of my best friends quietly found me, hoping that I could help... It is said that there are many aristocratic ladies in a similar situation to Osara. They were affected by mysterious powers, leading to abnormal behavior, and inexplicably fell in love with the opposite sex they just met not long ago."
"I wonder if Mr. Gilan are interested in taking on this matter. I can be your intermediary. Don't worry about the reward. Those nobles are not short of money."
Gilan looked thoughtful.
If I can complete these commissions, the rewards I can earn will definitely be considerable. But the scope of this matter seems to be a bit wide, and there are obviously people or organizations behind it who are planning and premeditating the evil.
Thinking of this, he glanced at the blonde Jenna Claire in the room.
But the other party didn't seem to pay attention to the conversation between the two. Instead, he was minding his own business on the side of the sofa, joking quietly with Osara.
"Okay." Gilan nodded. "I will help you after a while."
Although there are certain risks in this matter, he is indeed short of money.
If you can successfully complete the assessment and then purchase the mysterious materials from "Midnight Rose", you will definitely need a large sum of money.
However, just after he accepted the commission.
Jenna, who was joking with Osara, had a look of indifference in his eyes.