days in the world of pirates

There was a burst of joy in the crowd, and many people's eyes lit up when they saw Mo Sen's presence.

It's the three people in front of me.

A blush crept up on Ain's originally strong-looking face. She looked at Mo Sen and lowered his head in embarrassment.

Next to him, the thin red-haired Binz looked at Mohsen with excitement, feeling like a crazy fan meeting his idol.

Amy's face turned red, not because of the heat, but because she was too excited to see Mo Sen.

The Mawson in front of her was no longer a photo she could only see in newspapers, but a real person.

Speaking of which, it has been nearly two years since she joined Vice Admiral He's fleet and they haven't seen each other.

Mo Sen nodded at her and smiled: "Long time no see, Amy."

Amy nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and a clear voice like an oriole sounded: "Long time no see, Lieutenant General Moson."

This girl who used to be like a blank slate has learned a lot of truths in the past two years of experience and has undergone considerable changes.

Each area of ​​the school grounds is separated.

This is an area dedicated to practicing swordsmanship. The soldiers here are basically talented in swordsmanship.

Talent is a very strange thing and cannot be controlled at all.

Some people are naturally suited to using knives, while some people are not as good with knives as they are with bare hands, and some people become completely different people when they use a gun.

This is called God’s reward.

Of course, there are some people who can't do anything. These are the unlucky children whose doors have been closed by God and whose windows have also been locked.

Mo Sen himself is a person with excellent talent in swordsmanship.

There is no doubt about this.

If we were to change to someone with average swordsmanship talent, even if he worked ten times harder, he would still not be as high as he is now if he spent all his time practicing swordsmanship every day.

Genius is ninety-nine percent perspiration and one percent inspiration, but one percent inspiration is crucial.

If you want to become a strong person, you must have both.

Otherwise, Mawson wouldn't have bothered to help Vincent find any Devil Fruits.

After all the people who were learning sword skills gathered together, Mo Sen found that the number of soldiers here was much more than the previous period.

This is actually not surprising.

Because unless you are a particularly talented sniper, firearms are no longer a threat to those who have practiced the Six Styles.

Not to mention the more powerful nature.

After all, swordsmanship is the most offensive representative besides the fruitful abilities that can be encountered but cannot be obtained.

Even Devil Fruits have a variety of strange abilities, and most of the fruit's abilities are not as sharp as sword attacks.

The swordsmanship system in this world has been very complete, and it can be said to be the strongest representative of single-target attacks.

Naturally, more people will practice.

After all, no matter where you are, you always have a heart for output.

The teaching process is no different from the past. With Moson's current level of swordsmanship, teaching these soldiers is like a professor at the doctoral level and academician level of a prestigious school teaching junior high school students.

What Mawson did was to give these soldiers a high-level position and let them understand what the supreme realm of swordsmanship was.

Most of the time, these relatively ordinary soldiers still have to focus on basic exercises.

It is obviously unrealistic to think about running before walking steadily.

Here are the three most outstanding ones that deserve Mohsen’s serious instruction.

It would be even more perfect if this weird-looking Binz was replaced by a beautiful female soldier.

Ahem, it's not illegal to think about it anyway. In fact, this guy looks a bit like a crooked Erha, and he doesn't match up with the three pretty boys and girls of Mo Sen.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

If this guy seems to be a fan of his own, let's give him some benefits.

It's not her fault that she looks like this, it's just pitiful.

"Teacher Zefa told me yesterday that you three are very good young people in this new recruit camp. He usually doesn't praise others. Apart from me, even the three generals rarely receive praise."

This is a corner of the training ground. In front of Mawson are the three people of Ain who have been resting for ten minutes.

Well, there's also Shuzuo who's not too far from here.

After hearing Mo Sen's words, the three soldiers who were being taught had no reaction. Xiu Zuo, who was eavesdropping, coughed.

Sure enough, I haven't seen it for more than half a year, and it's still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.

Even though he is so powerful now, he is still the same Mawson as before.

Mo Sen glanced at Xiu Zuo and didn't care. Did I say something wrong?

You may think that the title of the best graduate in the history of the boot camp is a joke. This just means that the reputation of the three generals is not good enough to spread to the outside world.

Xiu Zuo had already turned his head and continued busy with his work. Naturally, he would not disturb Mo Sen's teaching.

Mo Sen continued: "I took a look just now. Although the three of you are practicing swordsmanship, your foundation is not very solid.

I would like to praise Amy here. Although she is the weakest among the three of you, her foundation is the strongest."

Amy blushed a little when she was suddenly praised by Mo Sen, but she didn't dare to interrupt.

"Ain and Binz, you two have good fruit abilities, especially Ain, your fruit ability is very powerful and you are the strongest.

Among the three of you, your sword skills are the least impressive to me, do you know why?"

Mo Sen asked, and then explained himself without waiting for Ain to answer: "Because the power of your fruit makes you not confident in your sword skills, your heart is hesitant, and your sword lacks the ability to move forward without death or life."

momentum.

If this does not change, your swordsmanship will stagnate after it reaches a certain level."

Ain's face became unsightly. She would not doubt Mo Sen's words. Such a strong man could see far more problems than she could see.

Just like in the plot, Sauron said similar words after defeating Ain.

A strong swordsman must have a strong mind and belief in his own swordsmanship.

Moson did not look at Ain who was deep in thought. He looked at Binz: "Among the three of you, you are the one who is most familiar with sword skills, but your sword skills are too fancy.

Maybe it’s because of the complexity of your studies before, but I can see that there are some other messy things in you. If you want to continue on the path of swordsmanship, I suggest you focus on this aspect.”

Well, this is Mawson's usual routine.

I'll give you a stick first. Of course, he has a clear target and what he said is indeed their shortcomings.

"As for Amy, your talent is good, and you have been with Lieutenant General He for so long, so your foundation is already very solid.

After learning slowly, your strength will be greatly improved by the time the training in the new camp is over.

The common shortcoming of the three of you is that you do not have a powerful swordsman teacher to teach you systematically.

Of course, now that you have joined the recruit camp and are lucky enough to meet me, I have to say that you are very lucky."

Mohsen is not narcissistic this time, but these three people are really lucky.

He had just broken through to the realm of Great Swordsman a few days ago, and only one person in the entire Navy Headquarters, Gion, had reached this realm before him.

The other vice admirals are at best similar to the level of swordsmanship that Mawson had before he broke through.

"Speaking of teaching you systematically, I should let you understand the power of sword skills and strengthen your beliefs."

As he spoke, Mawson took out a wooden knife from the knife holder on the side.

Teaching new recruits on such a serious occasion is not suitable for Lao Yao to appear, as it would affect his glorious image too much.

So Mawson sent him to the Navy's Science Corps.

It wasn't appropriate to carry a knife on your back all the time, so Mawson asked people from the Science Corps to help him make a scabbard for the old demon that fit his temperament.

In other words, from now on, we will no longer have a bird on our shoulders, but a bird on our waist.

Ahem, let’s get back to the topic.

Mawson took a wooden knife and a standard long knife. He handed the standard long knife to Ain, who had long, silky navy blue hair.

Ignoring Binz who was eager to give it a try, isn't this nonsense? Of course, the beautiful young lady should be the demonstration.

"As you know, swordsman, swordsman, and great swordsman are the names people give to people who use swords. These three titles correspond to three realms.

Becoming a swordsman means that your sword skills have reached the level of mastery. Just like you have only gone a short distance from this realm now.

This stage is the best to improve, so I won’t go into details with you.

The next stage is to become a swordsman. Don't underestimate this difference. Eighty percent of the people in this world are blocked from this level.

How can you be considered a swordsman? Only your sword skills have the final say. This realm is what people usually call the iron-cutting realm.

Ain, you cut me with a knife."

If you are a brother, come and chop me down. Mo Sen almost said this sentence smoothly, but luckily he restrained himself.

Ain did not hesitate. It was a great blessing for her to be taught by such a powerful person.

She took one step forward, accelerated and then slashed down with her sword in the air.

Mo Sen still had time to speak at this time: "You three, pay attention to my knife and feel it with your heart."

In his hand was a wooden training knife. It had no edge, but one side of the blade was thinner than the back.

However, something surprising happened to the three people.

Click!!

A broken blade fell and made a crisp sound.

The wooden sword and the standard iron sword collided with each other, but the iron sword was cut into two pieces by the wooden sword.

You must know that there is no domineering wind on Mo Sen's wooden sword.

"This is the realm of cutting iron. To put it in more mysterious terms, any object has its own unique breathing. When you can listen to this breathing rhythm, even steel can be cut.

Yeah, but generally a swordsman at this level can only use a sword made of the same steel to cut off his opponent's sword."

It's a pity that the three friends were already in shock and did not cooperate with Mawson's pretense.

"Okay, you are still some distance away from this realm for the time being. I am just letting you understand the power of sword skills. Don't be confused about your future path."

Mo Sen's words brought the three people back to their senses, and their eyes were obviously brighter than before.

"Then what about the realm of great swordsman after this?

At this time, there will be a qualitative change in sword skills. To put it simply, there is nothing that cannot be cut, including domineering, fruit abilities, etc., I can cut it all with one sword.

There are only a handful of people in this world who can practice swordsmanship to this level, definitely no more than ten."

To be honest, such a realm is too far for the three of them now.

However, Mawson still spoke out to make them firm in their belief.

Under my sword, there will be death but no life!

Mawson also changed himself into a standard long knife, because if it is not wrapped with armed domineering, the wooden training knife cannot support the power of this realm.

As Mawson held the knife in his hand, the surrounding temperature suddenly became extremely cold. Not only the three people in front of him, but also other soldiers slightly further away felt as if they would be killed by a knife at any time.

Everyone felt as if the knife was going to hit them, and they turned their attention to the place where the sense of crisis came from.

Finally, Mo Sen arrived in front of Ain and refused to stand still.

"Ain, use your ability to attack me now!"

Ain, who had been standing on his head for a long time, subconsciously used his ability, and a purple energy ball larger than usual flew towards Mawson.

In the eyes of all the soldiers here, a flash of sword light flashed, and the energy group in front of them was cut off with a sword, and then disappeared.

All the people seemed to have seen something, or they seemed to have seen nothing.

The only thing that left an impression was the light of the sword that could cut through everything.

Under such a knife, they couldn't even muster the will to resist, as if their entire bodies were bound by invisible forces.

This is the power of the great swordsman. The long sword without any domineering power can completely annihilate Ain's powerful ability.

The swordsmanship training ground with a radius of several hundred meters was completely silent, not even the sound of breathing, as if it was still.

I don't know who lost his footing and fell to the ground, and then many other soldiers fell down.

The entire training ground became ‘alive’.

The great swordsman is so domineering.