I'm Selling Exercises in Pirates

Five million baileys!

The redhead opened his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the entire pirate group's one month's drink money was gone.

And it's just the entrance fee, which is outrageous.

"Captain, shouldn't this be a black shop, and the charges are too exaggerated."

"Otherwise, let's forget it..."

Yasopp felt it was a losing deal at all.

The rest of the crew nodded along, which showed that they were taking advantage of others.

"Little devil, if you want us to believe you, at least you have to come up with something convincing."

Benn Beckman took a breath and opened his mouth slowly.

He had little hope of opening such a bookstore in East Blue, the weakest sea.

"Your captain seems to be a swordsman, so let's show you what the swordsmanship is."

Carl sighed, didn't take any weapons, and made a gesture of letting his horse come.

"Don't take a sword! Is this your perception of Jianhao?"

The redhead smiled contemptuously and lifted his thumb up on the scabbard.

Although he is not used to using a knife with his right hand, the strength of the great swordsman is here, and in East Blue, he is still very confident.

"Are you ready? I'm going."

As soon as the words fell, Griffin came out of the scabbard.

Even if he lost his left arm and held a knife in his right, the red hair was extremely fast, and he came to Carl in the blink of an eye.

hum~

As the atmosphere trembled, a silvery-white film appeared around Carl's body, looking extremely thin.

However, the red-haired, armed-colored blade slashed at it without moving at all.

Only heard the sound of "clang~", the hum from the metal collision.

The members of the Red Hair Pirates looked at Carl in shock.

Carl was enveloped in a silver-white film that looked like a long knife. At this time, it was as if he was the knife, and the knife was him, regardless of each other.

"Fruit ability?"

The red hair thought of Carl's ability to levitate in midair before, and then he was shocked:

"No, this feeling..."

In order to verify the guess in his mind, the redhead gave up using the knife, inserted the Griffin into the floor, and then threw his fist and hit it.

"This kind of touch is a slash!" The red hair turned pale in shock.

The red-haired man has been in the sea for many years, and he has seen countless swordsmen, and even the world's number one swordsman, Eagle Eye, has had many duels.

But this is the first time he has discovered that slashing can be used for defense.

"how did you do that?"

The redhead couldn't calm down for a long time, and he didn't even use the sword on the opposite side.

The crew was even more confused, with only co-captain Benn Beckman squinting.

"If it's a slash, I'm afraid there is only one explanation."

"I saw him wave his hand just now. It should be similar to the Tempest Kick of Marine Six Styles. He waved his hand to form a slash, not with a weapon."

"But control the slash to form a defense..."

To be honest, Benn Beckman was so old he had never heard of it, let alone seen it.

Today is an insight.

"I can't believe that there is such a profound swordsmanship in the world!"

The redhead said respectfully, "I'm sorry, Mr. Carl, I underestimated you just now."

"It doesn't matter, there are thousands of swordsmanships in the world, and what I have learned is only one point among thousands of stars."

Carl's surface is flat, but his heart is already turbulent.

Just as the redhead underestimated Carl's strength, Carl was originally an ordinary person, and he was even more ordinary than ordinary people in the pirate world.

Fortunately, the system is worried that the bookstore will be robbed, and that the host will be obliterated by pirates before leaving the bookstore.

So the system gave Carl a protection mechanism, as long as Carl was within the range he couldn't get out of, he could control everything through his mind.

To put it simply, in the bookstore range of 100 meters, everything is under his control.

"Mr. Carl, I'm very interested in the books in it, can I go in and have a look?"

The redhead was suddenly full of confidence in the future and handed over five million Baileys.

"Of course you can, as long as you follow my rules."

Carl recovered from his immersion, five million Baileys disappeared into his hands out of thin air, without looking at it, he nodded and said:

"Come in with me."

In fact, Carl didn't care about the five million Baileys, and the entrance fee was just a threshold.

Otherwise, if any cat or dog wants to enter the store, he has to be busy, because the price of books is not affordable for ordinary people.

The redhead stepped inside the house, and the door closed automatically.

The environment inside the store is the opposite of the shabby exterior, with dim lighting all around.

Only in the center there is a beam of light reaching the roof, and books of quaint books glowing with fluorescence lingered like butterflies.

"So many books..."

The redhead was dazzled, looking at Carl like a monster.

"Come up."

Carl reminded the red-haired who was still at the door, who just stepped forward with a smile.

"Put your hand on it, and there will naturally be the right book to choose you."

The red hair looked down Carl's hand, and there was a palm-like mark on the beam of light.

However, he was not reconciled to this, so many books, there must be more powerful swordsmanship, even if he chooses a swordsmanship like Mr. Carl's before.

"Mr. Carl, can I choose it myself?" the redhead asked tentatively.

"You don't have to choose." Carl shook his head: "This store can only choose books, and no one is allowed to choose books. This is the rule."

All right......

The redhead had to put his hand on it, the golden light on the light beam gradually spread from his palm to the whole body, and the hovering speed of the books suspended on it became faster and faster.

After a little while, the light gradually dimmed, and a pale golden ancient book slowly descended and landed in front of the redhead.

Carl raised his eyes and looked: "Xuantie Sword Manual".

It is the supreme swordsmanship that Yang Guo once fell off a cliff and learned through the guidance of the divine carving.

Because of this, he is famous for his swordsmanship, and he has few opponents in the arena, and even an expert like Zhou Botong is amazed.

""Xuantie Sword Manual" is perfect for redheads."

Thinking of the red-haired broken arm, the two can be said to have a striking resemblance.

"Is this my sword score!"

The red hair reached out and wanted to grab Jianpu, but suddenly it was empty.

"I forgot to tell you that you have to pay first to watch it. Since you are the first guest, I can accommodate you and let you experience some of the swordsmanship."

With a wave of Carl's hand, the sword manual automatically turned to the first page, and then a human-shaped phantom ran out of the book.

The figure is holding a heavy sword, this sword is about three feet long, with no sharp edges on both sides, both sides are blunt, and the whole body is black but faintly cold.

"Mr. Carl, do you need such a heavy sword to practice this kind of swordsmanship?"

The redhead is puzzled. Usually famous swords are characterized by lightness, skill and sharpness, but this sword is completely the opposite. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a giant sword.

As a swordsman, he knew how much such a heavy sword would hinder those who use it.

"Well, and it weighs 5,000 pounds (in consideration of the pirate system, the weight has been increased)."

Carl nodded.