I’m In The Sea: Breathing On The Opening Day of Sign-In

Around nine o'clock in the evening.

The flying squirrel came to No. 4 Harbor.

The three Naval Headquarters Vice Admiral, Momousagi, Tea Dolphin and Huoshaoshan, appeared on the courtyard wall not far away under the night.

Momousagi glanced at it.

Although it is night, there are still lights in Marineford, and it is not dimly lit here.

On the No. 4 harbor where there are pits everywhere, a black-haired boy stands there calmly and indifferently holding a long knife about the same height as him.

"That kid is Ron."

Momousagi looked at the black-haired boy with interest.

Last time I met Hina that girl, it was this child who heard the most from her.

What kind of child can make that proud and confident Hina care so much about just spending half a day with him.

Momousagi is very interested.

The tea dolphin, who had sobered up, saw Momousagi beside him staring at the black-haired kid intently.

"Is that a specially recruited intern kid? It doesn't seem to be a big deal."

"Stop talking and watch it quietly."

When Momousagi said, the tea dolphin shut up immediately.

On the No. 4 harbour.

As the flying squirrel slowly approached, Ron's eyes opened in an instant, his black hair went without wind, and a powerful sword force was released from him.

"Can you kill me today?"

The flying squirrel slowly pulled out the knife, and as he pulled the knife out of its sheath, a huge sword force instantly suppressed Ron's sword force, and completely pressed it back into his body.

Before each competition, the flying squirrel would take the trouble to suppress Ron's sword, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"let's start."

The flying squirrel raised his long knife and pointed it at Ron.

Ron stared at him without saying a word.

He stepped on his foot, holding Raikiri in his right hand, and rushed towards the flying squirrel.

When he came to him, he slashed with a knife, just like chopping wood, without any skill at all.

The flying squirrel raised his long knife.

Cang!

The blades collided and made a clear sound.

Ron was blocked with one blow and immediately cut out the second blow.

Both the action and the slash are extremely rough and simple.

It was easily blocked by flying squirrels.

All of a sudden, the smashing sound of the swords in the No. 4 Harbor continued.

Keng!

Keng!

Keng!

"Extremely rough and full of flaws, does this guy really know how to use swordsmanship?"

Tea Dolphin looked back, really couldn't stand it.

"Flying squirrels are too, why are you fooling around with this kind of little guy."

His gaze crossed the Huoshao Mountain between the two, secretly looking towards Momousagi who was still looking at the No. 4 Harbor.

The side face is perfect, the skin can be broken by blows, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are smooth, so beautiful...

If only she could be his wife.

I have failed to confess to her sixty-three times. If I confess now, is it the sixty-fourth time?

Will it succeed this time?

Just as the tea dolphin was looking at Momousagi and thinking about the 64th farewell in his mind, Huo Shaoshan suddenly leaned forward, blocking his vision.

The tea dolphin was a little annoyed.

"Hey, Huo Shao Shan, what the hell are you doing? Let me... Hey, what are you looking at? Why are you so shocked?"

Tea Dolphin leaned forward and looked at the shocked Huoshao Mountain on the side of No. 4 Harbor. He was puzzled and couldn't help but follow his gaze.

After seeing the ten-meter-long cut mark in front of the flying squirrel holding a knife in front of him, and at the end of the cut mark, Ron, who is holding a long knife in both hands, panting, the tea dolphin's eyes couldn't help it. Shrunk.

"In the end what happened?!"

"That was... Jianhao's slash."

Huoshaoshan's voice was trembling at this moment.

Tea dolphin's eyes gradually widened.

Momousagi stared at the black-haired boy holding a long knife in both hands not far away, shocked.

She saw clearly just now.

That slash was undoubtedly a swordsman-level slash!

Otherwise, it would never be possible to force the flying squirrel to slide back a few meters, nor to leave such cut marks on the hard harbor ground.

The 11-year-old... Jianhao.

If Momousagi hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never even think about it.

Is this why Hina valued him?

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ron tried his best to work his breath, his short gasps finally calmed down.

He slowly released his left hand holding the knife handle, only to find that both his hands were shaking.

Not muscle fatigue, but excitement.

"How does it feel to be slashed out?"

The flying squirrel not far away looked at him with a complicated expression and asked.

Ron looked at the trembling palm of his left hand, recalling how he felt when he cut.

"Very good, very good, it seems that all the things that have been suppressed in the heart have burst out all at once, and it feels like the blow just now can be cut away no matter what..."

"Remember that feeling, that is the realm of swordsmanship."

The flying squirrel took the knife back into its sheath, but Ron was taken aback by the words he said.

"……Eh?"

"Huh what?" The flying squirrel lit a cigarette. "Whether it is sword power, sword intent or iron cutting, in the final analysis, this so-called swordsman realm is just a feeling of sword."

"The realm of swordsman's iron cutting is to have strong courage and will, even if I hold a wooden stick in my hand, as long as I want to cut, even steel can be cut. This is the heroic spirit of a swordsman! Admiral of the sea can reach Swordsmen in this realm are called swordsmen."

"Of course, it is by no means a simple matter for a swordsman to reach this state. It requires a long time of tempering and extremely high talent."

The flying squirrel spit out smoke rings. .

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