I Can Upgrade My Talent In Everything



But Ren, ever confident and composed, scoffed at their feeble attempts. He saw through their bravado, their futile struggle to overpower him. The blue glow that enveloped his body now converged, intensifying, focusing its energy into his fist. It crackled with raw power, promising destruction in its wake.

With an explosive burst of energy, Ren unleashed his devastating counterattack. His fist, wreathed in a blinding blue radiance, collided with the centaur and the orc simultaneously. The impact was cataclysmic, a shockwave that reverberated through the battlefield. The monsters, once filled with arrogance, were reduced to nothing more than mere particles of dust.

The force unleashed by Ren's strike rippled outward, shattering the surrounding buildings as if they were made of fragile glass. The once towering structures crumbled into piles of rubble, their remnants scattered by the sheer force of the blast. The very landscape was forever altered, marked by the annihilation of the centaur and the orc.

And yet, the destruction didn't stop there. The shockwaves surged forward, traveling for miles, leaving a trail of devastation in their wake. Mountains, once majestic and unyielding, quivered under the relentless force, succumbing to the weight of Ren's power. Rocks splintered and crumbled, their fragments scattered across the vast expanse.

As the dust settled and the echoes of destruction subsided, a hush fell over the battlefield. The awe-struck witnesses stood in stunned silence, their eyes wide with a mixture of awe and fear. They had just witnessed the true extent of Ren's power, the raw might that lay dormant within him.

Ren, his expression calm and composed, surveyed the aftermath of his devastating strike. His body still radiated with a faint blue glow. 

The spectators, both human and monster alike, could do nothing but stare in awe at the sheer magnitude of the destruction.

"Is this the power of S-rank? This is really equivalent to the power of God!" On the crown of people, people exclaimed one after another as they saw the scene that they won't forget in the rest of their life.

"This guy isn't bad..." Fein who was mixed on the crowd couldn't help but praise. "As expected of the so-called strongest region."

As the dust settled from the devastating display of Ren's power, all eyes turned to the blood-filled monster. For a fleeting moment, a trace of genuine interest flickered across his face, breaking through his usual facade of boredom and laziness. It was a subtle shift, barely noticeable to the untrained eye, but enough to catch the attention of those around him.

The other monsters, momentarily frozen in disbelief at the ease with which Ren had dispatched the centaur and orc. A murmur of surprise rippled through their ranks, a collective recognition of Ren's growing strength and prowess. They had underestimated him, and now the consequences of their oversight loomed over them like a dark cloud.

"Wait, this human just took down two of our toughest guys. Maybe we shouldn't underestimate him."

Amara, standing at a distance also felt surprise as she have fought Ren twice in the past. At that time, she was sure that she could at least hold him off. And now, after a year, she can determine that Ren could easily beat ten of her. 'Just how talented is he?'

Ren, basking in the residual energy coursing through his veins, felt the weight of all those eyes on him. He was like a glowing beacon, radiating power and confidence. It was like he was saying, "You thought I was just some run-of-the-mill human? Well, think again, my friends. I'm about to show you what I'm really made of."

The blood-filled monster, still chilling like a lazy couch potato, couldn't resist showing a flicker of curiosity on his face. It was a blink-and-you'll-miss-it moment, a peek behind the curtain of his aloofness. It was almost as if Ren's display had stirred something within him, piquing his interest in this human who dared to challenge them.

Meanwhile, the other monsters, who had previously been strutting around with their chests puffed out, suddenly found themselves scrambling to come up with a new game plan. They had gotten a little too comfortable, thinking they had the upper hand. But now, faced with the cold, hard reality of Ren's power, they were realizing that they might have underestimated their opponents.

In the midst of the chaos, Ren's gaze remained fixed on his remaining eight monsters. He had that look in his eyes, then he look at the leader of the monster which was lazily floating in the middle. It really annoyed him right from the start. However, he could feel it. 

Ren was the second strongest in the Central Plains. The only one that could give him pressure was the strongest first from his region and Fein of the South. But now... The monster oozing with blood on his every pores was giving him the same feeling of danger.

"Now, its my turn..." Amara stared at the two monster in front of her and readied herself.

"Don't be reckless." One of the eight remaining monster leader, Turion, a half-tiger, half-wolf creature said in deep voice.

The other eight monster leaders suddenly found themselves questioning their earlier arrogance. It was like someone had flipped a switch and turned on their cautious mode. They realized they couldn't afford to underestimate these human fighters anymore. 

"Ice Make Wings!" Out of nowhere, a dazzling spectacle unfolded on Amara's back. Eyes made of freaking wings sprouted, casting a radiant glow that could light up the darkest night. It was like a scene straight out of a fantasy novel. The sheer beauty of it all left everyone in awe. And just when you thought it couldn't get any better, Amara kicked things up a notch.

With a burst of speed that would make any speedster jealous, Amara zoomed toward her unsuspecting opponents in the blink of an eye. The humanoid lizard and giant sheep had barely enough time to process what was happening before Amara was upon them. Amara manage to touch the arm of lizard briefly.

The lizard, ready to strike, froze mid-action when Amara's touch turned its scaly arm into a popsicle. The arm crumbled into a gazillion icy fragments, leaving the poor monster roaring in pain. "Arghhh!!"