One Piece: I am an Immortal

Click's plan is very simple. He designs a trap and uses Ah Jin as bait to fish out Mo Jing.

Simple, fast and efficient!

Even if Mo Jing is a fish-man, he only needs to lure Ah Jin deep into the interior.

Originally, his plan was to set a trap and catch Mo Jing and others in one fell swoop, but the reward of 100 million a few days ago shocked him severely. He drank here for three days in a daze, until he overheard what just happened.

The conversation suddenly became exciting again.

Doflamingo, that’s the King’s Shichibukai who is as famous as Hawkeye!

"No one knows Ajin better than me!" A sinister smile appeared on Crick's face: "As long as I want to talk to him, no matter what, he will definitely come to see me!"

Baby-5 and Buffalo looked at each other, looking down at the phone bug on the table.

"Young Master, do we want to cooperate with this guy?" Baby-5 asked. To be fair, she is eager to take revenge on Mo Jing, but at this time, the interests of the Don Quixote family must prevail.

"Interesting!" Doflamingo's voice came from the receiver, and he had calmed down again.

"So, you only lack one person who can catch Mo Jing."

Baby-5's eyes lit up: "Young Master, are you ready to send more cadres to support you?"

Doflamingo on the other end of the phone did not answer immediately, but asked her: "Who do you want to support you?"

"Of course it's Diamanti!" Baby-5 had already prepared a plan and couldn't wait to say: "The Mo Jing on the land can only fight with Garp's adjutant Bogart. Diamanti plus me and Ba

Farrow will definitely catch him!"

"Idiot!" Doflamingo scolded mercilessly on the phone: "You have already lost an arm, and two members of the family have died... No one knows what is hidden in the East China Sea now, you are

Do you want family members to continue to die?"

"Then what should we do?" Buffalo couldn't help but said.

"Don't we still have business partners?" Doflamingo's malicious voice came out on the phone: "That's the Yonko Kaido. Donghai's sales point was destroyed, and he should also contribute.

Well, isn’t Fei Liubao very busy? Not to mention dealing with a pirate with a bounty of 100 million, even 200 to 300 million won’t be a problem, right?”

On the other end of the phone, Baby-5 and Buffalo were sweating profusely. Didn't they destroy the auction house? They meant to blame it on Mo Jing, right? They even dared to take advantage of the Four Emperors. He was indeed a young man.

Lord!

You know, although the flying six brothers are not the strongest subordinates under the Yonko Kaido, but in terms of bounty alone, each of them is on par with Doflamingo (ten years ago), and they are not at all like Don Quixote.

The cadres of the Hede family can compare, even Diamanti is not worth mentioning in front of them.

Now the two of them are no longer worried about whether they can capture Mo Jing, but are instead worried about whether the reinforcements will feel slighted because the enemy is too weak, and will blame them instead!

……

Two days later,

Donghai, Shuangyue Village, Shuangyue Dojo.

On the training ground in the center, two figures clashed fiercely.

One of them was wearing a simple kendo uniform, with tattered trousers on his lower body, but his attack was extremely fierce. The wooden sword in his hand was fast and slow, sometimes gentle like water, sometimes sharp and sharp, and the rhythm was unpredictable, giving people a feeling

Extremely uncomfortable.

It is Mo Jing.

The other person was wearing glasses and standard kendo clothes, with a gentle smile on his face. At this time, he looked focused and focused on defending, retreating from time to time. The changes in his steps were calm and sophisticated, centered on the training ground, blocking all Mo Jing's moves.

Next!

This person is none other than the owner of the Shigetsu Dojo, Shigetsu Koushiro.

The two fought for dozens of minutes, and although neither of them tried their best, they both showed the essence of their respective swordsmanship.

The young apprentices surrounding the training ground opened their eyes wide and yearned for it.

Suddenly, Mo Jing took a step back, slashed hard, and a dim half-moon-shaped sword energy roared towards Koushiro!

But Koushiro had no idea of ​​evading it. Instead, he calmly stretched out his sword and directed the sword energy to the sword. He turned around and returned it all!

Even the speed and power have reached a new level!

Mo Jing's eyes suddenly lit up, he took a deep breath, concentrated completely, and was highly concentrated - a very different visual picture appeared in his mind, and vaguely, a gray crack appeared and disappeared on the incoming sword light.

.

"I smell it!" The corner of his mouth curled up.

The wooden sword in his hand was slashing across the air, seemingly without any force, but the entire blade collapsed silently, turning into chaotic airflow and blowing on the faces of the confused young apprentices.

Mo Jing was about to step forward again when Koushiro suddenly raised his hand and said, "That's it for today!"

He supported his waist and said with a helpless smile: "As I get older, my body won't be able to survive if I continue to beat it."

Mo Jing twitched the corner of his mouth and put away the wooden knife.

Why is your health not good? You just want to be lazy!

Seeing that Koushiro had already begun to greet the excited young apprentices below to start practicing swordsmanship, Mo Jing shook his head, made a gesture to Koushiro, rubbed the rough heads of several young apprentices, and walked out to the scene with their adoring eyes, all the way

We walked towards the hillside behind the dojo.

This was his third day at Shuangyue Dojo. Originally, he just wanted to find a place to wait for Garp to see if he really gave up the pursuit, but he unexpectedly encountered a surprise.

Shigetsuki Koushiro!

A man whose swordsmanship is so strong that he cannot see through it.

In infrared vision, the energy fluctuations in Koushiro's body were only about the same as his, but after the fight, Mo Jing understood clearly that his sword skills were not as good as Koshiro's.

In three days, the two competed seven or eight times, and each time they reached the point. Each battle inspired Mo Jing greatly. Koushiro seemed to be used to teaching swordsmanship, and he did not hesitate to share his understanding of kendo with Mo Jing.

Jing.

In this regard, Mo Jing of course also responded with a peach and shared his understanding of the way of water with Koushiro.

So we had a drink after each dojo class.

After dinner, on the hillside, Mo Jing was discussing the previous battle with a plate of wine:

"That's too much. Give other people's moves back."

This move is not difficult in principle, a bit like the "Tianji Flow" he developed, but to do it, the conditions are extremely demanding, and it has extremely high requirements for observation, timing, strength, etc., even if

Mo Jing also seems to have superb skills.

"Hahaha, it can't compare to your sword that can cut through anything!" Koushiro responded with a smile, "That sword alone may have exceeded the scope of 'jutsu'!"

What he was talking about was the "gap" in Mo Jing's attack that relied on "Trait: Sniffing Death".

If it could really cut off all things, it would indeed be an extremely terrifying skill. Unfortunately, it is not the case. Today, Mo Jing was able to cut off the sword light with one sword. One reason is that the sword light came from him, and the other reason is that after three days of fighting,

He is already very familiar with Koushiro.

Just like doing big data analysis, the larger the number of samples, the more likely it is to analyze the weaknesses of the other party.

The two of them blew each other, and both of them were very satisfied.

Mo Jing took the opportunity to ask about the doubt that had been bothering him for a long time: "I have been practicing swordsmanship so far. Although I have always felt the rapid progress and inexhaustible inspiration, there are still times when I feel like I have not finished my work.

Some moves always seem to be stronger on the surface, but in fact the moves have been developed to the end. What's going on?"

Koushiro pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Maybe it's the lack of 'heart'!"

"Heart?" Mo Jing seemed to understand but not understand.