From Prisoner to Si Chen

Wow! !

The whole audience exploded.

Nearly half of the gentlemen and ladies stood up, looking shocked and forgetting to applaud.

one move!

It’s still a move!

Renaudian Lotito is recognized in the circle as a famous and talented wand master of the younger generation. He has mastered the secret technique and is only one step away from being a master.

But even so, he was no different from the previous four rounds of eliminations, he was also defeated by one move.

Even the 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 the master of wand magic!"

"Oh My God……"

"This is the first time I have seen such a young staff master!"

"The Farhan family has such a dazzling figure?!"

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 city of Musixiti, 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 Renault, a highly regarded master seed, it would be considered fast if he could become a master before he turned thirty.

But right now, there is a master who is only twenty years old!

This is a true new star rising in 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. Gillan, thank you for your mercy."

Renault took two steps forward, stretched out his hand, and smiled politely.

"The blow you just made, not only killed me, but also disabled 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."

Ji Lan didn't expect this guy to be so graceful, so he stretched out his hand to shake his hand.

"You are much better than your brother."

He said calmly.

When talking about his younger brother Cordell, the young man smiled.

"I haven't had time to thank you, Mr. Gillan. You made Cordell look good 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."

Ji Lan was startled.

Only then did he remember that some time ago, he, Prince Nancy, and the others came here to watch a fighting match. They revealed that the member named Euan was a sorcerer, which made Cordell call to report.

It turned out that this was what Renault was talking about.

Gilan let go and shook his head.

"Can we get together when you have time? I'll treat you to afternoon tea."

Renault made a generous invitation.

"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 advice on staff skills. techniques.”

Ji Lan thought about it and didn't refuse.

"If you have time, no problem."

"Thank you." Renault 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:

"Also, gentlemen and ladies, please cheer for our champion, Mr. Guillain Iros!"

Suddenly.

Crackling!

The audience burst into applause and screams and shouts.

Many noble ladies blushed and shouted his name like crazy:

"Gilan! Jilan!!"

"Leave the scene 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 chuckled as he walked past Gillan.

"The club has two safe passages leading to the alleyway at the back."

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 Ji Lan.

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 excitedly a few times, which made Prince roll his 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 high spirits, turned a deaf ear.

"Brother Jilan is a liar! A big liar! 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 have never learned it...ah, it's a good thing that my father didn't teach brother Jilan the stick technique himself, otherwise he would be completely embarrassed!"

Prince and his brother Qiao An looked at each other and twitched the corners of their mouths.

Milinda was right about what she said.

"I didn't expect...even Lenoir lost."

At this time, Cordell 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. Lenoir, a genius staff master, was defeated by Gillan 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 it won't be long before this young man from the Farhan family will become famous as Muse Siti and be known to the upper class circles.

Even, they will be guests 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 Ji Lan. But Prince's spirit seemed to have been beaten away, and he said dullly:

"Brother."

"Yeah." Jilan 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 Jilan, all the young people present stopped talking and silently cast various looks.

The admiration of Miss Milinda, Nancy and Osara, the complexity of Cordell, Zguy and France did not dare to look at each other.

"Congratulations, Mr. Gillan."

Miss Didier smiled gently and congratulated politely.

"We were just discussing you."

"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: "The matter of Osara has spread among several close friends."

Ji Lan sniffed the scent of perfume coming from the other party's body, frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"Miss Didier suspects that I leaked this matter?"

"of course not."

Dedel lowered her 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 of my best friends quietly found me, hoping that I could help... It is said that there are many noble ladies who are in a similar situation to Osara. They are all affected by the mysterious power, leading to abnormal behavior and inexplicable love. I met someone of the opposite sex whom I just met not long ago.”

"I wonder if you, Mr. Gillan, 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."

Ji Lan's eyes were filled with thought.

If you can complete these commissions, the rewards you will earn will definitely be considerable. But the scope of this incident seems to be a bit wide, and there is obviously someone or organization behind it who is 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 beside the sofa, joking quietly with Osara.

"Okay." Jilan nodded. "I'll help you later."

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 her eyes.