days in the world of pirates

Mawson, who was staring at Shanks, suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, his hairs stood on end, and a sense of malice lingering around his body.

This is, there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me!

Boy Moson, now I'm going to start taking action. I hope my swordsmanship can give you some inspiration.

Shanks' sword was also a straight thrust, and the speed was not very fast. It should have suppressed his strength, otherwise Mawson wouldn't be able to react at all, and he would be able to return to the city for free.

The so-called unhappiness is only relative to Shanks' strength. For Mawson, this speed has exceeded the upper limit of what he can exert, but it will not make Mawson helpless.

This is the benefit of having expert guidance, especially having such top experts who can see your shortcomings and guide you to avoid detours, which is much better than trying to figure it out alone.

This is inheritance, so the navy has been dominating the sea for hundreds of years, and other forces can only crawl under it. Even in the era of great pirates, only the union of all pirates can fight against it.

Closer to home, when Shanks struck with his sword, Mawson could clearly see the trajectory of the sword, but he felt unable to avoid it.

The physical instinct that has been practiced for a long time in fighting reacts before the consciousness. The long sword is placed flat and facing the tip of Shanks's sword, supporting it with both hands.

Bang!!

The stabbed blade curved in an arc, and Moson was knocked back by the sword. He slid back several meters and plowed two deep footprints on the grass.

However, before it was over, one move was blocked. Shanks' long sword changed its move and slashed down from above. In the process of blocking with the sword, Mawson changed his move again, changing from chopping to slashing, and slashed across Mawson's chest.

Mo Sen instinctively shrank back, but still took a step slower. His chest hurt, a scar appeared, and blood oozed out.

His expression remained unchanged, the fruit's ability was activated, the blood flowed down, and the wounds that were originally not too deep slowly faded and began to heal little by little.

While Shanks was running out of moves, Mawson stepped forward, raised his knife and slashed.

However, it is still of no use. In terms of Shanks's domineering power, at this stage, Mawson wants to cut him unless Shanks stands still.

With a slight strike of the knife, Mo Sen's long knife was deflected, causing his body to lose balance for a moment.

Bang!! A foot grew bigger and bigger in Mo Sen’s eyes, and finally it covered his face, and a big shoe print appeared. Needless to say, this was a shoe with a bit of flavor, bah, domineering.

tf?

I'm so worried, boss, do you have to slap me in the face? I know you are jealous of my handsomeness, but we are all so familiar with each other, can you give me some face?

Mo Sen was a little confused after being kicked in the door. There were two blood stains on the top and bottom of his nose. It turned out that there was a big shoe mark on his fair and tender face. The whole scene was very funny.

Everyone watching the battle burst into laughter, and Lucky Lu laughed so hard that he dropped the barbecue on the ground.

Write everything down in a small notebook and calculate the accounts later.

Mo Sen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and a bunch of bastards liked to say hello to his face. He was still a good friend even if he didn't slap him in the face. If he did, it seemed like there was nothing he could do about it. Who couldn't beat him?

Holding the sword and charging at Shanks again, although he still couldn't hit anyone, through learning Shanks' swordsmanship, his own perception became stronger and stronger, and some wrong shooting habits were corrected, and more subtle force techniques were developed.

I also learned a lot.

If Moson's body was not now covered with shoe prints and scattered wounds, one of his eyes was black and the other was white, and there was a big bump on his head, this battle would undoubtedly be a great victory.

After being split open by a knife again, Mawson stood 5 meters in front of Shanks panting, slowly regaining his breath.

Shanks, the warm-up is complete, let me experience the higher realm of swordsmanship.

Mo Sen's figure is a little embarrassed, but his eyes are hot. Sometimes he wonders whether he is awakening some indescribable S·M attribute. You must know that before he arrived in the pirate world, he would even scream for an injection.

It hurt for a long time, but I got used to the pain after coming here.

After this sword strike, you may die, are you sure? Looking at Mawson's eyes, Shanks felt a little familiar, it was his persistence in certain pursuits.

Invisible disguise is the most deadly!

I’m so panicked. What should I do? There’s a risk of death. What should I choose? Should I refuse? Is there anyone who can give me online guidance on how to die better?

Come on! Let me understand the gap between me and the truly strong!

Did you hear that? Boss, I'm secretly praising you. As for you, a real strong man, you should be a little light when you strike. Don't really kill me with a chop.

It was obvious that Shanks didn't know what Mawson was thinking. His aura suddenly became extremely strong, and the hand holding Griffin turned into two hands. He raised it forward and slowly slashed out with the knife.

In an instant, a strong aura of death hit Moson's mind. This was an experience he had never experienced before. It was the first time he felt this kind of energy after five years in this world.

It was too strong. It was a power that Mo Sen could not imagine at the moment. Compared with this aura, all the enemies he had encountered before were scum.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and his body's strong instinct felt a huge death crisis when Shanks was about to draw his sword.

Get away quickly, otherwise you will really die.

However, Shanks' attack seemed to be slow, and the attack had already arrived when Mawson's body had just made a move.

Bang! Mo Sen fell to the ground on his back. A wound more than 30 centimeters long appeared from his right shoulder to his chest, and blood flowed out.

A huge and deep slash snaked back from Mo Sen's position and extended for dozens of meters before disappearing, which shows the power of this knife.

Mo Sen's mouth was bleeding, and his eyes were empty and unfocused, looking at the sky with an expression that seemed sad but also happy.

He knew that Shanks had kept his hand. In fact, at the last moment, he really thought he was going to die. After all, he was a navy, and Shanks and his group were pirates, so they were naturally at odds with each other. From Shanks' point of view, Mawson felt that he was going to die.

There is no burden in killing yourself. After all, you have eliminated a threat in the future, so why not do it.

However, Shanks was Shanks after all, and he was much more majestic than he thought. He had never imagined that there was such a pirate.

However, I still have to become stronger!! This feeling of not having control over life and death is really so damn unpleasant.

Mawson, this sea area is too small. Go to the Navy Headquarters. Next time I see you, I will become an outstanding navy, Lieutenant!

Shanks held up the straw hat and led the cadres towards the direction of the town.

Hey, Shanks!

Um?

Next time we meet, I won’t lose to you again!

I am waiting.

Shanks and his group disappeared from sight, and Mawson suddenly gritted his teeth.

I just wanted to dress up for a competition, so I could just bandage the wound before leaving. However, the atmosphere suitable for showing off at that time could not be broken. In terms of dressing up, I, Mo Sen, have never been weaker than others in my life.

After all, life would be meaningless if it were not for the sake of showing off.

Suddenly there was the sound of chaotic footsteps in the distance, and many people were running towards this side.

Captain, someone is injured over there!