I'm at the Sea, Sword-Drawing Skill Level 999

Three years have passed.

In the past, they could only look up at Luo Yan's back, and the students who had never been able to catch up with them for the rest of their lives had surpassed this legend one by one.

Three years have passed.

The strongest monster that once shocked Admiral, gradually lost all its halo and glory, leaving only the name of a scumbag.

The name of the strongest monster in the past was directly replaced by the later Polsalino, Sakazuki.

"Luo Yan, why do you not love yourself so much."

"What have you experienced in the past three years?"

"Why do you only practice one stroke of sword drawing?"

Looking back on the past, Zephyr became more and more angry at Luo Yan's performance

It was because of his appreciation that he was angry.

It is because of favor that he hates iron not turning into steel.

If Luo Yan is just a mediocre talent, it's nothing, just kicked out of the Zephyr class and let it fend for itself.

However, Luo Yan's amazing talent is so amazing that even he is still unmoved, even three years later, he still can't forget it.

That's exactly what happened.

When Luo Yan faded from the halo, faded color, gradually became mediocre, and even became a laughing stock, and many high-level executives proposed to kick Luo Yan out of the Zephyr class, Zephyr remained unmoved.

He believed that he would not misunderstand.

The new monster that moved him three years ago will surely amaze everyone again sooner or later.

But as time passed, Zephyr's heart gradually became shaken.

until this day.

After witnessing that Luo Yan dared to skip his class, he couldn't hold back his anger any longer.

"Luo Yan!"

"Even with a fist... the old man will wake you up!"

"The old man will never allow you to keep making progress like this."

The more he thought about it, the more angry Zephyr gave a cold drink. He didn't even go to class. He saw and heard everything, quickly locked in a familiar atmosphere, and then slammed the door away.

"Mr. Zephyr is mad."

"There's a good show to watch now."

"I'm afraid that scumbag will be kicked out of Zephyr class!"

"It's hard to say! It's not like you don't know how much Teacher Zephyr attaches to him. It's been three years! If you really wanted to kick him out of Zephyr's class, he would have been kicked out long ago."

"Even if he doesn't kick him out, Mr. Zephyr is obviously angry this time. He doesn't want to have good fruit to eat."

Many students in the class immediately gloated when they saw Zephyr ran out angrily.

On weekdays.

They are not less envious and jealous of Luo Yan.

After all, even if Luo Yan is no longer a genius, Zephyr still treats him as before.

If Luo Yan is as stunning as he was three years ago, they will only be in awe.

But not.

A person who is incompetent in Conqueror's Haki, physical skills, and other swordsmanship skills, except for the ability to draw swords, enjoys treatment that even Polusalino and Sakazuki do not have.

Over time, other students will naturally feel resentful.

patter

Contrary to the cynicism of the crowd, as soon as Zephyr left, Sakazuki got up from the chair on the back.

"Sakazuki, are you here to watch the fun?"

Polsalino chased after him.

"boring!"

Sakazuki had a cold expression and chased Zephyr without looking back.

"It's really a knife-mouthed tofu heart!"

"It's clear that the person who sees that man's badness the most is you!"

Seeing this, Polsalino smiled and chased out.

he knows.

Sakazuki is different from others.

Other students ridiculed and laughed at Luo Yan, because they were unbalanced and jealous.

And Sakazuki didn't say a good word to Luo Yan, she was just angry.

others don't know

As a fellow, can he still know about Polusalino?

When the Sakazuki family was killed by the pirates, it was Luo Yan who took the young Sakazuki, one person and one sword, across North Blue, killing the pirate group that looted and killed the Sakazuki family that day.

"Let's go!"

"Polusalino and Sakazuki went too."

"Let's follow!"

Everyone was still a little concerned about whether they should follow.

But with the two monsters Polsalino and Sakazuki taking the lead, all the students in the class followed, whether they were jealous of Luo Yan or not.

...

Marine Plaza

Under the scorching sun.

Wearing a white shirt and holding the famous sword Thunderstorm, Luo Yan kept repeating two movements.

draw sword.

Sheath.

Even though he sweated like rain and wet his shirt, he still didn't stop.

Again and again, the sword-drawing technique is repeated over and over again.

without him.

It's just that Luo Yan knew it a long time ago.

Except when he practiced the sword-drawing technique, he could clearly feel that he had made great progress every time he drew the sword and returned it to its sheath, but the rest of the six-style, Haki, and even other swordsmanship practices were all progressing slowly.

If the improvement of sword drawing is a thousand miles in a day, then the practice of Six Forms, Haki, etc. is a turtle crawling.

After trying again and again.

He began to recognize the status quo, gave up the practice of Haki, Six Forms, and even other swordsmanship, and specialized in sword drawing.

Because, without a plug-in, he seems to be born to practice sword drawing.

Except for the sword-drawing technique, Haki is difficult to master, and he has no clue in the six-style. Even other swordsmanship is extremely slow.

therefore.

He also regarded sword drawing as his last straw.

Enrollment three years ago.

He can draw his sword and cut the sea floor.

Three years later today.

Day after day, year after year, drawing the sword, even he himself does not know how strong the sword will be if he draws it seriously.

"9991."

"9992."

9993. "

...

Luo Yan recited silently as he drew his sword and returned to its sheath.

The expression is extremely focused, and the mind is highly concentrated.

Every action can only be described by the ingenious workmanship.

And this process, he insists on 10,000 times a day.

"10000."

Suddenly, Luo Yan gave a low drink.

not only that.

A strange scene also appeared.

Before, every time he drew his sword, although his movements were too fast to be discerned by the naked eye, a lightning-fast sword light would burst out of the void.

However.

When the 10,000th sword was drawn.

His hand has been holding the scabbard of the thunderstorm, and there is no knife flower in the air.

"call!"

Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief:

"Am I really only able to practice one sword-drawing technique in my life?"

"I don't understand."

"Theoretically speaking, as far as my sword-drawing skills are improving by leaps and bounds, I was born to be a great swordsman. Why is it that apart from sword-drawing skills, other sword skills are like a snail crawling."

Luo Yan was a little confused.

How could he not notice the changes in the attitudes of other students towards him in the past three years.

But he had no choice.

Can only put everything into the sword-drawing technique.

This kind of behavior, in the eyes of others, has also become a scumbag, and even does not want to make progress, and is willing to degenerate.

Ding

Just when Luo Yan was complaining and feeling a little hesitant about the future, a ding sound suddenly sounded in his ear.

This unfamiliar voice made him think about it, how could he not know what it was.

"I have a plug-in?"

"I don't need to practice sword drawing anymore."

"It's not that the system hasn't received the account, it's just being late."

At this moment, Luo Yan's mood can only be described as ecstatic.

But before he could explore the role of his late plug-in, a message suddenly flooded into his mind.

【Ding! Sword-drawing practice is full. 】

[Drawing Swordsmanship LV999: Breaking the army and drawing swords, extreme swordsmanship, cutting the sky and drawing swords. 】

(The new book set sail, ask for flower evaluation, thank you boss!)*