Chapter 11 A genius in swordsmanship?

In the transparent frame on the retina, you can now turn to the third page. The title is the word "Militia", and the content is still densely packed with icons.

Among so many icons, only one icon is lit up, that is basic swordsmanship.

After practicing swordsmanship for a while, Ryan found that the difficulty of improving the skill of basic swordsmanship is higher than that of horseshoeing in the blacksmith apprentice panel.

[You have trained in basic swordsmanship, and your understanding of it has improved! ]

[Your skill of basic swordsmanship has been improved, and your experience value has increased by 1]

After two hours, it has only improved a little bit, basic swordsmanship level 1 (2/100).

Ryan made a simple estimate, "That is to say, if I practice eight hours a day, it will take me nearly a month to reach level 2."

"No, if the time is averaged, there is no eight hours of practice time at all. It is said that the dog trainer introductory training will be held next week, and the archery training will be held the week after next! This cycle repeats for three months."

"That is to say, on average, there is only one week of swordsmanship practice every month! On average, it is equivalent to practicing swordsmanship for two hours every day, so it will take me at least three months to improve the basic swordsmanship to level 2."

Obviously, this improvement speed is far from meeting Ryan's requirements.

Because the child servant assessment will be held in three months!

Since the manor guard position has the opportunity to embark on the extraordinary path, Ryan will definitely give priority to applying for the manor guard.

After thinking for a while, Ryan decided to use some precious skill points on basic swordsmanship and see the effect of the skill points.

"In this extraordinary world, if I want to make a name for myself, there is no doubt that a swordsmanship genius is a better choice than a blacksmith genius!"

So, Ryan thought to himself and immediately added 1 point to the basic swordsmanship.

As the basic swordsmanship on the panel was upgraded from level 1 to level 2 (0/300)

, a memory of basic swordsmanship training was instilled into Ryan's mind.

These memories were scattered training clips, flashing through Ryan's mind like slides and implanted into muscle memory.

When Ryan opened his eyes again and performed basic swordsmanship, it was as if he had practiced basic swordsmanship for eight hours every day for a month. Each strike became smoother and smoother.

[Your skill basic swordsmanship is improved, experience value +1]

[You focus on practicing basic swordsmanship for one hour, militia professional experience value +1]

Hey! Ryan found that after the basic swordsmanship was upgraded to level 2, the speed of the militia professional level seemed to increase.

"Could it be that the level 2 swordsmanship led to the improvement of the level 1 militia panel?"

"Ryan, when did you learn basic swordsmanship? You are so mean. You actually learned basic swordsmanship behind my back!"

Ryan only realized at this time that George, who was originally practicing hard, was staring at him blankly!

Just now, George found that his best friend Ryan could perform basic swordsmanship in a very good manner, and he couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Ryan shook his head: "Of course not, where would I get the money to learn this."

George thought about it and nodded, that's right.

Huh? No!

Why does this sound so wrong.

"Ah! Ryan, if that's the case, then aren't you a swordsmanship genius?" George's eyes widened and he looked at Ryan in surprise.

"This."

"I shouldn't be considered, I just have some feeling for basic swordsmanship."

George thought about it and nodded: "That's right, this basic swordsmanship is just the simplest entry-level swordsmanship, but you can't say you are a swordsmanship genius!"

"I heard from my brother that the nobles practiced the swordsmanship passed down from their families, which is much more difficult than basic swordsmanship."

"Oh~really?" Ryan was stunned, but after thinking about it, he didn't care much.

After all, he has just started basic swordsmanship, and he has to eat one bite at a time, so he should practice basic swordsmanship first.

A tall building rises from the ground!

So, Ryan stopped chatting and continued to sweat profusely.

Looking at the increasing +1+1 experience points, Ryan was fully focused and full of motivation!

George on the side was stunned!

Is this still his lazy best friend?

Isn't he tired! It was the same

when he was repairing donkey hooves before. Ryan was also so motivated. He was really a boy who was full of energy every day!

George also kept cheering himself up and wanted to catch up with his best friend!

But after practicing for a while, he found it was really boring, tedious, tiring, and hard to persist! !

At this time, the pseudo-second-generations on the side also noticed the changes in Ryan.

"Thick Eyebrows, look, there's something wrong with Ryan! I saw him stumbling at first, but now, more than an hour has passed, and this guy seems to have practiced it quite well!"

Thick Eyebrows followed Freckles' gaze, and after observing Ryan's movements for a few times, he looked as if he had seen a ghost:

"This damn Ryan must have practiced before, his level is almost catching up with me!"

"What? So amazing!"

"Isn't it said that the Ryan family is just a tenant farmer? Where did they get the money to learn basic swordsmanship?"

"Yes, and look at this kid George. He and Ryan are close friends. It doesn't make sense that Ryan, who is in poor conditions, learned swordsmanship, but George, who is in good conditions, didn't learn it."

Freckles on the side, looking at George who was still wielding the wooden sword clumsily, said a key point!

In contrast, Ryan's skillful swordsmanship was a bit dazzling !

A group of pseudo-second-generations fell into deep thought.

Could it be that Ryan is a swordsmanship genius?

Absolutely impossible!

Perhaps they are willing to admit that there are geniuses in the world, but that genius must not be a farmer's son like Ryan.

Humbert, the swordsmanship instructor, naturally noticed the changes in Ryan and was greatly surprised.

For him, a manor guard who has taught child servants for many years, if Ryan really had never learned basic swordsmanship before, then Ryan's current swordsmanship level may not be the highest, but it is definitely the one who has improved the fastest!

At first, when Ryan performed these three basic moves, he was awkward and clumsy, and it was obvious that he was a novice in swordsmanship.

But now, it seems that he has practiced hard for a month or two and is very skilled. Could it be that Ryan has a very high understanding of swordsmanship?

Or does he have an innate tacit understanding of swordsmanship?

Humbert plans to observe it again.

After all, some people like to be clever.

This has happened in the previous training of child servants.

Some child servants deliberately concealed their experience of learning basic swordsmanship, which made him overjoyed at the beginning, but the other party's progress was almost stagnant.

So, the lie was soon exposed!

Because this kind of advance learning and real talent can be easily distinguished in the days to come.

In fact, Ryan has been very restrained. He deliberately slowed down the speed and accuracy of the ironwood sword, otherwise it would be more eye-catching!

While the child servants were conducting basic swordsmanship training, the descendants of low-level nobles and wealthy businessmen also came to the center of the outer fort to practice swordsmanship.

The leader was the noble girl with chestnut ponytail!

As the youngest daughter of the Count of Habsburg, Claire was the focus of everyone's attention wherever she went.

Claire glanced from a distance and saw the servants practicing basic swordsmanship.

She nodded secretly, not bad!

The training of the servants in the manor was well implemented, and Knight Lloyd was still very dedicated. Huh?   Claire glanced at the servants casually, and immediately she noticed that the swordsmanship of two or three servants was extremely outstanding among the servants.   The first was a freckled boy, who was practicing the three basic swordsmanship seriously, and he was very good at it. He was the best

among the servants.   The second was the tall man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His basic swordsmanship was the most proficient among all the servants, but it seemed that he had already formed a certain style when he performed it, and he didn't make much progress after several practices.   It is likely that he had practiced basic swordsmanship in advance.   He can be skipped.   The last one was the skinny black-haired boy at the outermost side of the team, who was practicing sweating profusely at this moment.   Although the posture was far from standard in Claire's opinion, and even the continuity of the force was a bit problematic, it was obvious that the other party was working hard.   What made Claire's eyes light up was that she found that each of the other party's movements would become more standard after practicing several times.   This speed of improvement   seems to be a good seedling!   Claire tilted her head slightly, waved to a maid next to her, Shadiya, and asked:   "Shadiya, who is that, the black-haired boy on the far right."   "That's Ryan, the child of a farmer, his parents are tenants of the manor."   "Where is the freckled boy?"   "That's Leonard, the son of the owner of the Beechwood Inn in Shimmering Gold Town."   Claire nodded and said nothing more.   At this time, a noble man who was paying attention to Claire saw this scene and couldn't help but say: "Miss Claire, they are just a group of lowly civilians, not worthy of your attention."   "Dennis! These are the people of the Habsburg family, not the untouchables you are talking about!" Claire glanced at the noble man next to her and said unhappily.   I heard that in the Eagle Federation in the New World, commoners have begun to run for parliament, but many nobles in the ancient empire still believe that their nobility is innate, and that commoners are born lowly and ugly.   This bad habit made Claire feel helpless!   After being refuted by Claire, the noble boy named Dennis had a hint of anger on his face, but he didn't dare to get angry and could only endure it silently.   Behind Dennis, a boy in silk clothes looked at Claire, then looked at Dennis, and seemed to think of something interesting, with a slight smile on his face.   (End of this chapter)