Pirates make jokes: Obtain eight magical skills at the beginning

"I..." The

green algae-headed boy was bleeding from the top of his head, running down the fork along his forehead, his hands fell heavily on the mahogany floor, ten fingers supported hard, stood up shakily, raised his eyes to look at Yang Ming, and his eyes revealed a childish tiger-like fierce light.

"How can you fall here!"

"I'm going to become the number one sword master in the world!"

Gu Yina's heart tightened.

"Solon..."

From Roroya Solon's sharp eyes, Guina saw firmness and determination.

Roroya Solon took a deep breath, put the bamboo knife behind him with both hands, stood with his feet in a figure-eight position, his legs slightly bent on the knees, and the center of gravity of his body moved downward, like a fierce tiger crawling in the bush in the mountains and forests, ready to launch a fierce attack on the enemy at any time.

This great sword master ten years later has now begun to have fangs.

"Three knife flow! Torahunti!

Roroya Solon roared in a low voice, echoing in Yang Ming's ears along with the sound of the system prompt.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic line in King of the Undead, getting a chance to win a lottery, do you start the lottery roulette?"

The draw wheel slowly appeared in Yang Ming's sight, and there were only two categories of prizes, namely treasures and skills.

Treasures: Kings' Thrones, Hell Abyss, Mountain and River Shrines....

Skills: Resurrection, Summoning Death Knights, Portals...

【Storage ring】: There is 10,000 square meters of space inside.

Seeing that Yang Ming actually had no one in sight, and was actually distracted during the battle, Roroya Solon's speed increased sharply, like a fierce tiger descending a mountain.

At this moment, it even gave people the illusion that the three bamboo knives had become the fangs and claws of the fierce tiger.

Gu Yina silently clenched her fists, she and Roroya Solon had known each other for a while, and knew that this was each other's proud swordsmanship.

"Solon, you can do it!"

Three bamboo knives cut through a sharp arc, carrying an impressive momentum.

The disciples of the Yixin Dojo even cheered loudly, and the momentum was momentary.

Only the professional smile on Koshiro's face gradually faded, his eyelids raised slightly, and his eyes showed a bit of solemnity.

The layman looks lively, the insider watches the doorway.

Yang Ming did not make any poses, not because he was careless.

On the contrary, because of his rich combat experience, he can see that Roroya Solon has momentum, but he has no determination to kill people, seemingly aggressive swordsmanship, but like a paper tiger, can only scare and scare people, but does not have the ability to lick blood.

What is Jianhao?

When you hold the sword, you must have the consciousness of killing and being killed!

Without a rock-solid heart, even if you have a gorgeous and majestic sword technique, it is just an embroidered pillow, which is useless!

Yang Ming held a sword in one hand.

In this instant, the momentum on his body suddenly changed.

It is clear that he is holding a bamboo knife in his hand, but it gives people the illusion of holding a peerless sword, and it is sharp!

Yang Ming did not worship a famous teacher, specializing in learning powerful swordsmanship, and has always used the swordsmanship learned in the naval school, paying attention to simple and direct and one-hit killing.

Because in the white blade battle with pirates, either you die or I die, being able to save the effort of carving skills and use the time saved to temper yourself means that you can kill a few more pirates.

It is precisely for this reason that on this sea, those big sword masters who can be called famous are generally pirates or pirate hunters, and it is rare to hear that there are admirals who are famous for their kendo.

Yang Ming's unremarkable horizontal slash did not have any technique to speak of, and even any disciple of the Yixin Dojo could easily swing it out.

But when used in Yang Ming's hands, it gave people a completely different feeling, as if sweeping through a thousand armies, and collided heavily with Roroya Solon's three bamboo knives.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound sounded.

Feeling the terrifying strange power swept from the bamboo knife, Roroya Solon's face suddenly changed drastically!

Even the bamboo knife in his teeth and hands could not withstand this huge force, and it was cut in half.

The bamboo knife in Yang Ming's hand was unabated, and at the moment when it was about to touch Roroya Solon's body, he urgently withdrew ninety percent of his power, but even if only one percent of the remaining power was still straight out of Roroya Solon's entire body.

Roroya Solon's body was like a broken kite, flying several meters away in mid-air, and his back slammed heavily on the wall of the dojo before collapsing to the ground.

"Wow!"

Roroya Solon only felt a hot pain in his internal organs, and he spat out a mouthful of blood droplets from his mouth, and his whole complexion looked extremely ugly.

If Yang Ming hadn't recovered ninety percent of his strength in time, this blow alone would have been enough to kill him.

Yang Ming flicked it casually, and the bamboo knife in his hand could not withstand the huge force, and suddenly turned into powder and drifted away.

"Sauron, are you all right?"

Guina took three steps and two steps, hurried to Roroya Solon's side, and helped him up.

"I didn't... Ahem! Roroya

Solon originally wanted to hold on, but as soon as he spoke, he immediately affected the injuries in his body, his face suddenly changed rapidly, and he coughed several times, seeing that Gu Yina's eyes were full of distress, and he quickly patted him on the back to relieve his stagnant qi.

Gu Yina calmed Roroya Solon, immediately stood up, glared angrily at Yang Ming, and said coldly:

"It's just a competition, why do you have to make such a heavy hand?"

Yang Ming clasped his hands around his chest and did not mean to explain to the other party.

In Gu Yina's view, this was undoubtedly a manifestation of disdain and arrogance, which made her teeth itch.

Koshiro raised his hand to stop Gu Yina's possible rudeness, and in Gu Yina's stunned eyes, he bowed slightly to Yang Ming and said, "

Captain Yang Ming, thank you for your mercy."

Koshiro saw clearly that Yang Ming retracted ninety percent of his strength at the last moment.

This is simple to say, but only knowledgeable people know that it is not easy.

It's like shooting an arrow with a full bowstring, and the arrow is difficult to turn around.

In the same way, a slash with all your strength is like an arrow shot, and if you don't have a subtle control over your power, you can't stop it.

"Father, why are you..."

Without waiting for Gu Yina to finish speaking, Roroya Solon raised his blood-stained palm to block her mouth, meeting Gu Yina's puzzled eyes, he shook his head and said, "

Master is right, I can feel that that annoying guy is indeed a subordinate, otherwise, I am afraid that I would have appeared in front of you as a corpse now."

Guina knew that Roroya Solon never lied, just like the knife in his hand.

"Could it be that I blamed him for my fault?"

Gu Yina's beautiful eyes froze.

Koshiro slowly pulled up the sleeves of his loose robe, and then turned and walked into the depths of the dojo.

After he left, the disciples of the Yixin Dojo seemed to explode, exchanged their heads and ears, and began to talk about everything.

"What, the swordsmanship of the Yixin Dojo is no more than Erle!"

"We might as well join the army!"

Gu Yina couldn't hear others say bad things behind her back, but after all, even she didn't have the confidence to take Yang Ming's slash just now, and immediately snorted coldly and went in the direction where Koshiro left.

At the end of the long corridor is a room that used to be vacant.

When Gu Yina came to the door, she saw Koshiro take a dusty brocade box from the cabinet, and after opening the lid of the box with great care, a sharp light came into view.

And the word of Daoichi.

This knife was made by Frost Moon Kozaburo together with Yan Demon, and it is the twenty-first work of the Great Quick Sword.

The blade is straight, the white sheath is too sharp, the knife is round, the thickness is large, the blade is folded and forged covered with earth-burning blade, white scabbard, no reverse angle, chestnut type, lower sword.

Koshiro clenched his scabbard tightly, his face showing a side that Gu Yina had never seen before, and with a bit of emotion of recalling the past, it immediately turned into a touch of firmness.

"The Frost Moon Sword Art is indisgraceful!"

It was clear that he had decided to give up his past identity and remain anonymous on the nameless island of the East China Sea, but Yang Ming's move was tantamount to provoking the anger of the middle-aged man, and it was he who did something contrary to his principles.

When Koshiro reappeared, it was no longer the dojo owner who was a good gentleman in the past, but a great sword hao from the Frost Moon family of Wano Country, and his body was full of a sense of sharpness that belonged to the great sword hao.

The many dojo disciples, including Roroya Solon, suddenly stood up one by one the moment they felt the sharp feeling on Koshiro's body.

Even the disciples who had previously questioned the strength of the Yixin Dojo did not dare to speak at this time, as if they had been choked by the throat.

Unlike the other disciples, who felt uneasy and terrified, although Roroya Solon's body was also trembling, he sincerely felt inexplicable excitement, and a pair of eyes condensed on the knife of Hedao Yiwen, as if this famous knife had an inexplicable attraction to him.

Koshiro and Yang Ming confronted each other, their calloused right hands resting on the hilt, slowly drawing their blades out of their sheaths, the blade narrow and sharp, reflecting a chilling blade light on the round lenses.

"Captain Yang Ming, there is no way to teach in Xia, but it makes you laugh, it is better to let Xia personally discuss with you, what do you think?"

Although Koshiro is a questioning sentence, it gives people a feeling that they cannot refuse.

Yang Ming chuckled and said something that made Koshiro change color.

"The pavilion master is the son of Kozaburo Frost Moon, a famous craftsman in the country of Wa, and I am naturally eager to compete with you about the unique sword art of the Frost Moon family."

"However, I have one condition, if I defeat you, the pavilion owner will work for me to create a batch of treasure knives, how?"

Koshiro raised his right hand and held the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his fingers to hide the panic in his eyes behind the lenses.

Koshiro smiled bitterly and said, "

Is it any wonder that Captain Yang Ming came here thousands of miles with such an idea?"

"That said, I don't have any room to refuse."

When the words fell, Koshiro's eyes burst into a sharp light.