Pirate Love System

"Frost Moon Village..."

Nuo Xia slapped his fist and suddenly realized, "That's it...the culprit has been found!"

No wonder.

No wonder he usually had a good sense of direction, but this time he suddenly lost his way, and Lu Xian was so weird.

It was obviously not my fault, it must have been affected by the debuff of a certain green algae head!

"Speaking of which, Zoro should be quite young now."

Nuo Xia rubbed the stubble on his chin, pondered for a while, and made a decision, "Well, there is plenty of time anyway..."

Originally, he just planned to find a random villager and ask for directions.

But since I came to Shuoyue Village by accident, it would be a pity not to stop by Isshin Dojo. I just happened to have a look at the future world's greatest swordsman... Ah, no, it's the world's greatest swordsman. Now what?

How much have you grown!

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It was evening and the sun was setting in the west.

In the distant village, smoke curled up from cooking stoves, and the faint sounds of adults calling children to eat could be heard.

The children at Yishin Dojo have already finished today's swordsmanship lessons and have gone back to their respective homes.

But for a young boy with a green algae head, this is the beginning of daily additional training sessions.

The young man made three moves, wolfed down a few steamed buns, and then finished his dinner. Then he picked up his bamboo sword and hurried to the back of the dojo, to the already deserted training ground.

The training ground is quite simple, with only a few wooden stakes standing quietly.

Mottled sword marks, one after another, covered the surface of the wooden stakes, shimmering in the sunset and twilight, just like the years of practice soaked in sweat over the years since entering the dojo.

"It's about to begin!"

The young man clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to cheer himself up, "I will practice at least until ten o'clock today! Tomorrow, tomorrow will be the 2201st duel with Kuina!"

"I have already lost to her 2,200 times!"

"This time, I must win and let that guy taste defeat!"

With resentment and reluctance over the past few years of repeated defeats, the green algae-headed boy steadied his horse, grabbed the bamboo sword in his right hand, held it tightly in both hands, and held it horizontally in front of him.

"drink!"

Taking a deep breath, the young man let out a loud cry, moved his wrist suddenly, and the wooden sword came out in response, with a force as fast as the wind, and struck the wooden stake hard.

Snap!

A crisp sound like exploding beans suddenly exploded inside the cabin. Under the sword, a long sword mark appeared on the top of the solid wooden pile.

The green algae-headed boy's expression did not change, he drew back his wooden sword, and swung the sword out again with great seriousness!

Split, chop, pick, stab, cut, tease, wipe!

One sword after another, one after another, the young man concentrated all his attention, his eyes fixed on the wooden stake, his whole body was like a beast lying low, and the sword in his hand was as violent as the wind.

this moment.

No one would think that this is just a nine-year-old child, but he is a formidable swordsman, a real swordsman.

The sword wind is like a sudden blow, the sweat is like rain, and time is passing slowly in it.

The setting sun gradually fell below the horizon, and the originally extremely dim light in the dojo courtyard finally became completely dark.

The green algae-headed boy finally stopped what he was doing and slumped back on the ground. At this moment, his face was pale and weak, and big beads of sweat were rolling down from his temples from time to time, and he looked out of breath.

.

After resting for five or six minutes, he managed to stand up, exhaled a long breath, and picked up the bamboo sword beside him.

"bass--"

This should be the sound of the sword being sheathed.

However, in the Dojo, in order to prevent the little guys from being careless and causing accidental injuries during the competition, Koushiro, the master of the dojo, only allowed his disciples to use bamboo swords.

The bamboo sword has no sheath, so when it is inserted back into the waist, it will naturally not make the sound of being sheathed.

So this "crack" sound is actually the sound that Zoro gave himself when he held his bamboo sword.

Men are creatures like this. No matter how old they are, when no one is around, they are always prone to make some incredible moves.

Of course, the green algae-headed boy would not admit this easily. He firmly believed that this was to create a unique sense of ritual for swordsmen at the end of the day's practice.

It was like this every day. No one saw it anyway, and the boy didn't feel any embarrassment.

Unfortunately, today, it seems that I made a bit of a miscalculation.

"Hey, that's a good imitation, little brother."

There was a sudden sound above his head. Zoro was startled. He turned around and saw a tall man lying there on the top of the wall a few meters away, with his legs crossed and yawning lazily.

This guy... is so handsome!

Although they were both men, Zoro was still slightly stunned when he saw the person clearly, and his eyes were completely attracted by that handsome and extraordinary face.

But the next moment, he reacted suddenly, with a red face, he pulled out his bamboo knife and pointed it at the wall, shouting with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance:

"Who are you? Uncle! You are squatting on the wall and talking suddenly at night. It's very scary, isn't it?"

The visitor was naturally Nuo Xia.

Looking at the little Sauron who looked like a fried hedgehog, he always felt that this scene seemed familiar, but he didn't think much about it. He scratched his hair and laughed:

"Ah, I'm sorry, little guy. Actually, I've been here for a long time. I just saw you practicing swordsmanship, so I didn't disturb you. I didn't expect you to be so fascinated and scared. I'm sorry."

"The attitude is pretty good..."

He stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man. Seeing Nuo Xia's attitude, Sauron's anger immediately dissipated. He waved his hand boldly, "Huh, forget it, I'll forgive you this time!"

As he spoke, he picked up the water glass next to him and drank it all. Finally, he wiped the water stains around his mouth. He looked at Nuo Xia before he left, and suddenly became suspicious again. He couldn't help but say:

"Hey! Uncle, you are so strange. You are not a villager from Shuangyue Village, are you? You came here so late at night, don't you want to do something bad while there is no one in the dojo?"

Thief? Robber? The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. He suddenly pulled out the bamboo sword again and said viciously:

"Hey! I'm warning you, stop thinking and don't think of messing around! Although the teacher is not here, I am still very strong! As long as I am here, you will never succeed!"

This idiot...

If you are really going to run into a bad guy, do you still have to emphasize that your teacher is not here?

"What are you thinking about?"

Nuo Xia was amused for a while, and casually pushed away the bamboo sword that came over, "I am also a swordsman, because Mi... happened to pass by here, and I heard that there is a Yixin Dojo in Shuangyue Village that is very famous nearby, and the owner of the dojo is also very powerful, so I

Just came over to take a look out of curiosity."

"Are you also a swordsman?"

Zoro was stunned, looking up and down at Noxia, becoming more and more suspicious, "You're lying! Since he is a swordsman, how come he doesn't even have a sword? A true swordsman never leaves his sword even when he eats or sleeps.

Physically! In my opinion, you are just...Eh? Ehhhhhh?!"

Before he finished speaking, Zoro's eyes almost popped out of his head in shock - on the opposite wall, Nuo Xia was smiling and pulling out two long swords from his chest that were of extraordinary quality at first sight.

"look."

Nuo Xia pointed at Yongen's swords, shrugged and said, "Don't you carry the swords with you?"

"..."

The green algae-headed boy was stunned.

"A real swordsman..."

It took him a while to come back to his senses, and like a monkey named Mengqi, he looked around Nuo Xia excitedly and curiously, "But...that's not right, uncle, where did you pull out the sword just now? It's like a magic trick.

Same! The moves are so cool, please teach me, I want to learn them too!"

"I can't teach you this."

Nuo Xia shook his head and put away his swords, "But I can teach you some other things, such as the swordsmanship you just practiced."

"Me?" Zoro was startled.

"Well, I can see that when you practice, you seem to be holding a breath in your heart, working very hard and working very hard."

Nuo Xia looked at the green-headed boy and said with a gentle smile, "The path of swordsmanship training is generally fine, but in terms of details, there are many things that can be improved, such as..."

He has been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child. Now, more than twenty years later, he has stood at the top of the world's swordsmanship. When it comes to his knowledge of swordsmanship, no one can match him.

There are more than ten misunderstandings in swordsmanship practice, large and small.

Nuoxia pointed out these misunderstandings one by one, and also gave his own suggestions for modification, starting from the shallower to the deeper, and each word pointed to the most critical core.

Zoro was a little disapproving at first, but his swordsmanship training was meticulous and followed the dojo's teachings perfectly.

The old man in front of me looks very young. Even if he is a swordsman, no matter how powerful he is, can he still surpass Koshiro-sensei?

But as he listened, his expression began to gradually change. He held his chin thoughtfully and listened more and more intently, for fear of missing even a single detail.

When I got to the most critical point later, my eyes lit up, and I suddenly felt like I had an enlightenment.

"It turns out it's going to be like this here, and it's going to be like this there... Oh! I understand! I understand!"

Zoro couldn't suppress his excitement. As soon as Nuo Xia finished speaking, he excitedly grabbed the bamboo sword again and started practicing one by one according to Nuo Xia's instructions.

"Cut! You must not look forward or backward when you strike, you must be fast! Accurate! Cruel!"

"It turns out that this combo sword technique can be dismantled and divided so flexibly!"

"...Sure enough! When blocking the opponent's attack, if you do this, you can perfectly resolve it, turn defense into offense, find flaws, and win with one blow!"

The more the young man practiced, the more focused he became, and the more he practiced, the more excited he became. He completely forgot himself, as if he had merged with the bamboo sword. He completely forgot about time, his still tired and weak body, and that there was a bystander...

This kid is really a complete swordsman.

Nuo Xia has been watching quietly from the side without disturbing her, her eyes full of admiration.

To be able to have such understanding and achieve this level at the age of only nine years old, even though he was slightly inferior in comparison back then.

All I can say is that he is worthy of being the man who is destined to go the furthest in the path of swordsmanship in the future of the original timeline.

After half an hour, when his body was almost reaching its limit and there was an unbearable soreness in his joints, Zoro finally took a deep breath and reluctantly stopped.

"marvelous!"

The young man inserted the bamboo sword back into his waist before he could finish it. He couldn't help but clenched his fist and waved it hard, laughing happily, "That's great! If you do this, you will definitely be able to defeat that guy tomorrow! You can definitely do it!"

"Thank you so much, uncle!"

He turned around, and in his excitement, he rushed up directly, jumped up on the wall, and gave Nuo Xia a big hug that caught him off guard, with a bright smile on his lips that almost made him smile:

"I take back what I said before. You are not only a swordsman, but you are definitely an amazing and powerful swordsman!"

How about another way to express your gratitude? My body is smelly and sticky with sweat, and it’s not very comfortable to hold me like this...

Nuo Xia laughed dumbly and did not push Sauron away. However, the green algae-headed boy suddenly realized it, and with some embarrassment, he loosened his arms that were getting tighter, scratched his head and said:

"I will definitely keep your kindness in mind for your guidance, but it's a pity... it's a pity that I already have a teacher, otherwise I really want to become your teacher and learn swordsmanship from you, hehe..."

"It's not like you can only become a disciple once in your life."

Nuo Xia smiled and joked, "Let me tell you, little guy, why don't you stop staying at the Xinxin Dojo in the future? Why don't you just become your teacher and follow me to leave Shuangyue Village and explore the sea?"

"How can that be done!"

Zoro was startled, shook his head decisively, and said firmly:

"Once a teacher, always a father! Mr. Koshiro took me in and taught me carefully. No matter what, he will be my only teacher in this life!"

But in the end, you gritted your teeth and threw away your dignity for the sake of your comrades, and knelt down in the castle of Kraikana Island...

Looking at the young man with a serious expression, Nuo Xia felt a little emotional. He smiled and patted Sauron on the shoulder:

"Don't worry, I'm just joking. Your teacher, Mr. Koushiro, is also an amazing swordsman. Being able to practice swordsmanship with him is also a very valuable opportunity."

What he said came from his heart.

Although as Zoro said, Koushiro is currently away on business and is not in the Dojo.

However, with the powerful enough to cover the entire island, Nuo Xia could still clearly sense that there was an extremely powerful aura in the northernmost part of Shuangyue Village.

It was so powerful that it was almost as strong as the Four Emperors, which surprised even Nuo Xia.

Those sea scientists in the previous life guessed that Koushiro was a reclusive master from the country of Wano, and his swordsmanship was as strong as that of Hawkeye.

Nosha initially sneered at this, feeling that no matter how strong Koushiro was, he would never be able to survive because his swordsmanship was superior to the East China Sea and would not be enough in the new world.

Later, the main plot of the comic was advanced, revealing that Koushiro has been in the East China Sea since his birth. It is his father who is really from the country of Wano, and Koshiro himself has no connection with the country of Wano other than by blood, which further confirms his thoughts from the side.

But now it seems...

Both himself and the maritime experts were too conservative. Koushiro's strength level was actually much more terrifying than even the most extreme conjectures.

Nuo Xia suddenly thought about it.

He touched his chin, wondering whether he should continue to wait here for Koushiro to come back, or take the initiative to find him. It was rare to meet a great swordsman of the same level, and it would be a bit unbearable not to have a fun competition...

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