Pirates make jokes: Obtain eight magical skills at the beginning

The wind is very noisy today.

The noise of summer cicadas outside the dojo was constant, the scorching warm summer breeze blew in from the window, and the gradually rising temperature in the air also made the hearts of everyone in the dojo gradually become anxious and impatient.

One tall and one short, two figures confronted each other.

Gray practice robes and white navy uniforms form two opposing and contradictory colors.

It is clear that the young man is younger than the middle-aged man, but at this moment, Yang Ming gives people the feeling that he is not a young child who is babbling, but a warrior who has been crawling and rolling on the battlefield for a long time, and his body exudes a powerful aura that cannot be ignored.

It was not Roroya Solon's vain momentum, but the momentum laid by the corpses of many pirates who became famous on the sea.

Just feeling the aura emanating from Yang Ming's body made the disciples in the dojo feel a sense of suffocation.

The flowers that grow in these greenhouses have never felt the storm in the forest.

The disciples of the dojo may have practiced swordsmanship at the beginning, but they just thought it was cool, or they were forced by their families to come and learn, but they never knew the cruelty of this world.

Weapons are murderous weapons, and swords are the most important of them.

If you do not have the intention to kill, but you have a murderous sword, it is as ridiculous as a child holding a firearm.

Koshiro, on the other hand, looked extremely restrained at this time, with his right hand on the hilt of the knife, his body slightly sideways, and his legs slightly bent at the knee.

But everyone present did not despise Koshiro because they all felt a kind of calm before the storm.

Roroya Solon's face was solemn, and his mind recalled what his master had taught him.

"Solon, do you know that Jianhao has a realm where when you feel the breath of an object, you have the power to cut off steel."

With a "sonorous" sound, the long knife was unsheathed.

In the next instant, everyone lost the figure of Koshiro in front of their eyes.

At this moment, Koushiro actually burst out at a speed higher than the Navy Type 6, reaching a speed of 100 meters and three seconds, so that Kenshiro only took a few breaths before approaching Yang Ming.

In Yang Ming's kaleidoscopic chakra pupils, Koshiro wielded a knife that was enough to amaze the audience.

"One knife flow! Draw the knife and chop! "

Drawing the sword is a very special sword art that requires the user to adjust his spirit to the peak, and with the momentum of giving up others, burst out the most brilliant sword in life.

He Dao's words slashed through a sword-like sword, which was enough to cut off the steel and the mountain, and it was about to fall on Yang Ming.

Everyone only felt a dazzling sword light in front of them, and they saw Yang Ming suddenly raise a slashing knife, and the blazing flame spread from the tip of the knife all the way to the blade body.

"Breath of Flame!"

"Wu Zhi Type! Yanhu! "

The suddenly rising flame turned into a fierce tiger made of flames throughout, and the head and tail of the tiger were all lifelike, which showed that Yang Ming's control over the flames was no longer the same, and he could achieve a meticulous level.

Flames swept in, billowing heat waves.

Roroya Solon and Gu Yina and other dojo disciples only had time to raise their arms to block the rushing heat when they heard a clashing sound like a morning bell and a twilight drum.

"Dang!"

The moment the flame-wrapped slashing knife clashed with the pale Hedao Yiwen, the two famous knives suddenly trembled.

Centered on Yang Ming and Koshiro, the floor of the dojo made of mahogany cracks inches, forming a spiderweb-like pattern.

A violent wind spread around, and even lifted the dojo disciples, including Roroya Solon and Gu Yina, one after another off the ground with their feet, their figures flew out, stumbled and overturned, and wailed.

Roroya Solon stumbled so that a bag grew on his forehead, covered his painful head and got up, did not have time to deal with the wound, and quickly looked up to the center of the battle.

One white and one gray, two figures, intertwined with each other.

The hot blade and the cold blade converge into a seemingly gorgeous but murderous picture.

The swordsmanship Yang Ming learned was all passed down from the Naval Academy, and between one move and one style, it was full of wide opening and closing style, there were not so many fancy moves, and some were just simple chopping and picking.

But any skill in the world, as long as it is repeated a thousand times a day and ten thousand times, even if it is just a simple punch, if it can be sustained for decades, it may be able to train into the world's strongest.

Since Yang Ming crossed over, he first got Kapu's promotion and exercise, and then entered the naval school for systematic study, even today, it seems that he has the ability to be proud of his peers, but he still does not change his original intention every day, and still practices and exercises day and night.

This sword technique that anyone can unleash condenses Yang Ming's rock-solid will, imprinted with a mark that belongs to Yang Ming's temperament, giving people a sense of majesty.

On the other hand, Koshiro, with the swordsmanship passed down from the Frost Moon family in Wano Country for generations, is as complex and gorgeous as a cherry blossom, and the fragmented sharp sword is like a sprinkling cherry blossom falling.

Every inch of the sword has the power to cut through steel.

With such a complex knife, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes and sublimation to a higher level.

Roroya Solon's ten fingers almost dug into the gap between the mahogany floors, and his thin body fluttered like a flag in the wind due to the aftermath of the battle between the two, almost throwing him out again.

But at this moment, Roroya Solon felt shocked in his heart, and recalled in his mind what the master said in his heart.

"In the realm above cutting steel, even when a sword master does not want to cut the paper, the paper will not break."

Roroya Solon originally thought that the master was joking with him.

The blade is so sharp, how can it not even cut off the paper?

But now, Roroya Solon has finally seen it!

Swordsmanship that can't cut off paper is actually more dangerous than swordsmanship that cuts off steel!

The ancients said that goodness is like water, and it is easy to break too strong.

The sword art of cutting off steel can be described as sharp, and every move and every style is to kill people, and it will be murderous, making people resist with twelve points of spirit.

But the sword art that can't cut off the paper, but there is no murderous aura, it seems peaceful and neutral, but it kills everywhere, once accidentally hit by a sword, the light will break the hands and feet, and the heavy will be cut in half.

"Master, I realized!"

Roroya Solon could no longer grasp the floor, the whole person was blown out by the wind, and his back smashed heavily on the wall again, plus the injury he received just now was not good, and he was directly in pain and his whole person passed out.

Gu Yina was stunned to see the scene of the two fighting, especially looking at the figure that was not much different from her own age, and a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light.

In Gu Yina's mind, she recalled the bits and pieces of her practice.

At the beginning of her cultivation, Gu Yina released bold words to Koshiro.

"I don't believe it, girls can't practice swordsmanship!"

After encountering Roroya Solon, a fierce rival, Gu Yina always silently watched the other party cultivate in the forest.

"Why, obviously I have worked so hard, but why is my strength growing so slowly? Could it be said that a girl can't become a world-famous sword hero in her life? Despite

her stubbornness, Guna still insists on training every day.

But watching Roroya Solon grow from an idiot who doesn't understand anything to a tough rival that he feels tricky in a short period of time, the reason in his heart makes Gu Yina understand that this world is so cruel to girls, maybe it's time for her to accept the teachings of her father, give up being a swordsman, strive to become a lady, and marry a good wife and mother in the future.

It wasn't until she saw that Yang Ming, at the age of eight, was actually fighting with her father back and forth that Gu Yina woke up.

"Nope!"

"It's not that girls can't become world-famous swordsmen, but it's because all men think so!"

At this moment, a slight change suddenly occurred in the field.

As if realizing that he could not defeat Koshiro by relying on swordsmanship alone, Yang Ming was not a principled sword master, he was a very pragmatic person, and the oil-like sticky armed color domineering spread from his arm all the way to the blade of the slashing knife, adding a bit of sharpness.

Naturally, Koshiro had already practiced domineering, and noticed that the young and excessively young captain in front of him seemed to have abilities other than swordsmanship, and his face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.

Anyone who wants to make a difference in a field needs to work hard for more than ten years.

But at such a young age, Yang Ming now not only mastered the sword art that Koshiro also felt tricky, but also seemed to have other powerful abilities, could it be that he was a monster who had practiced since his mother's womb?

Koshiro secretly thought for a moment in his heart, if Yang Ming burst out with all his strength, not to mention the victory or defeat of the battle, the battle in swordsmanship alone had already made the entire dojo chaotic, and many disciples were thrown fainted by the aftermath of the battle, once the two continued to fight, maybe the entire dojo and other disciples would be killed by the pond fish.

Thinking about it so far, with the power of a sword, the whole person took a few steps back one after another, and after opening a safe distance from Yang Ming, he eased his tone and said:

"Captain Yang Ming's skills are superior, and he is admired, but now it is inconvenient, in a few days, Captain Yang Ming will come back to discuss the matter of building weapons, how?"

Yang Ming looked around, and immediately understood Koshiro's scruples.

"That's fine."

Yang Ming is not a belligerent person, as long as he achieves his goal, he immediately puts the knife into the sheath.

Yang Ming left the dojo less than five hundred meters, suddenly stopped, and said, "

Come out."

The bushes and grass were rattling, Gu Yina emerged from the forest, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the young man in front of her,

"You came to our dojo, could it be that you came to our dojo just to create a batch of weapons?"

Yang Ming looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, the contour of his side face was flawless, and said with emotion:

"I am lost on the road of life."

Guina: ←_←