Pirate: The Wandering Swordsman

Chapter 18 Six Styles, the Strength of the Stab Head
After running these ten laps, it was almost dark.

From morning to evening, one hundred people from the key class were so hungry that their bellies croaked.

However, at this time there are still a dozen people who have not completed the task.

Xiu En really followed through on what he said earlier.
—The last ten have nothing to eat.

However, Roy was not included, because he won the first place, and there was almost no suspense, but it made some students who thought he was a thorn in the side.

Including the instructor Xiu En.

Xiu En didn't pay much attention to it, but found it interesting.

Generally speaking, a strong stabbing head is more meaningful for training.

……

Finished ten laps.

Roy felt that his legs were no longer his own.

His physical fitness is not bad, at least he can still feel his legs in front of him, while Bartolomeo beside him is already paralyzed on the ground at this moment, his stomach is almost deflated from hunger, but he has no energy to eat, and he has to Roy hand-feeds him.

"Roy, it's good to have you."

Bartolomeo was moved to tears, thankful that he still had a good friend by his side.

Look at other people, each one of them is worse off than dead!

Xiu En, that devil, actually explained that he would get up at six o'clock in the morning to gather for new training...

Are they still human?

"How long will it take you to get revenge on Luffy if you go on like this?"

Seeing him like this, Roy couldn't laugh or cry.

"I will work hard!!"

Bartolomeo gushed out strength from nowhere, grabbed the rice bowl from Roy's hand, and poured it all into his mouth.

He stood up immediately, fighting spirit high.

A carp straightened up, then bent down, doing push-ups frantically.

"Luffy!!"

He gritted his teeth: "I won't let you go!!"

Roy was dumbfounded.

Immediately, he came to the edge of the island, pulled out his snow walker, and practiced swinging his sword.

This is a daily task he has every day, and he can't be lazy today.

I have been in this world for so long,

He has long developed the habit of diligence.

Now he is different from the lazy cancer patients before, as long as he stops every day, he will feel uncomfortable.

Besides, when he first came to Marin Fando, he set a goal for himself.

— Graduation early.

The regular length of boot camp is one month.

And he,

Give yourself up to two weeks.

After finishing the daily task of swinging the sword, Roy returned to the dormitory.

At this time, Bartolomeo exerted all his energy and squeezed himself to do a thousand push-ups. He lay on his back on the bed like a living dead, with his eyes open but he seemed to be asleep.

Kebi and Bellumebo are also lying on the bed, in a slightly better condition than Bartolomeo, but they are also dying.

But there is one difference.

The former is a key class member and the latter is an ordinary class member.

"What training program is the ordinary class today?"

Roy looked at Kebi and Kebi who didn't want to move a finger, and asked curiously, "Why are you so tired?"

"We have stood in a military posture all day." Kebi was weak.

"I passed out once while standing up, and then I was poured a basin of water and continued to stand up..." Bellumebo wanted to cry without tears, "I have never been so tired in my life."

Roy nodded.

He probably understood the difference between key classes and ordinary classes.

The former is mainly for special training on strength, and at the same time, it has to meet the pressure from the latter.

The latter trains willpower and at the same time creates opportunities to encourage them to compete for the top [-] seats.

The center of gravity is slightly different, but the goal is the same.

The next day.

The four people in the dormitory got up at 05:30 on time and arrived at the training ground at [-]:[-].

This morning's training will consist of ordinary classes and key classes, and someone will teach them the famous six naval styles.

The Six Forms is a special body technique, consisting of six moves, namely shaving, iron block, paper painting, moon step, haze foot, and finger gun, which are extremely powerful.If you learn all of them, even devil fruit capable users can have the power to fight. It is recognized as a physical skill that exceeds the limit of human physical strength.

Although it takes rigorous practice to learn, there are also a few of them who can catch the trick after seeing it only once.Due to the high practicality, some naval generals will also use several of them.

The instructor standing on the high platform briefly introduced the movements and difficulties of the six moves.

Then the two classes practiced separately.

Xiu En brought 100 people from the key class to yesterday's open space, waved his hand and ordered them to disband, practice alone or in pairs, and come to him if there is any problem.

As soon as the words fell, a group of people flocked to him, in an endless stream.

Xiu En was like a sandwich biscuit, he was so surrounded that it was difficult to breathe, but he had to fulfill his duties as an instructor.

Roy is not one of them.

As a swordsman, the Navy Six style does not apply to his fighting style.

However, it can be used as a reference.

The instructor who practiced the Six Forms this morning reminded him that he can completely integrate the Six Forms of the Navy into his own swordsmanship to create unique sword skills and moves.

"Shaving and moon steps are movement skills, haze feet and finger guns are offensive moves, iron blocks and paper paintings are defensive methods..."

Roy murmured, subconsciously waved the snow away, and fell into a state of contemplation.

Da Da Da Da!

Suddenly, a key class student hurriedly walked, seemingly accidentally bumped into him, maybe he didn't care.

Boom! !

Surprisingly, it was not Roy who fell, but this student.

"Ok?"

The thoughts in Roy's mind were disturbed, he frowned, looked at the person in front of him unhappily, and said angrily, "Don't you have eyes?"

"Boy, you are the one who blocked my way!"

The man was furious.

"Dalle, do you want to find fault?!"

Bartolomeo actually knew this man.

He immediately ran over to stand for Roy, with a domineering face, he supported Roy for no reason, and sneered, "You obviously did it on purpose."

"So what?"

Dale saw that Roy still had an expression of disregarding him, and said angrily: "I just can't see him looking so amazing and graduating early. Do you think you are amazing? I want to let you You know, I am the strongest person in the training camp!!"

He seemed to have been holding back his anger for a long time, and he was already upset seeing Roy.

Without saying a word, he rushed to Roy.

Whoosh!
With a flash of his body, he actually used the six naval moves that he had just taught this morning, Shaved's movement skills.

In the blink of an eye, he teleported to Roy.

Before Bartolomeo could react, he saw his fist raised, smashing the air like a hammer, and hitting Roy in front of him.

Clang! !

Roy drew his knife to block.

In the blink of an eye, he suddenly remembered the person in front of him.

Yesterday he was No.1 in running laps, and this person was No.2 who kept trying to overtake him halfway, but failed.

He has learned the sixth style of the navy so quickly, this guy is very talented.

A thought flashed through Roy's mind, and then Xuezou in his hands forced Dale back, and he took a step forward with a blank expression, pressing harder and harder.

The fight has started, but it can't end in such an anticlimactic manner.

Besides, if you just want someone to test out your thoughts, if you send them in vain, you must not let them run away.

The fight here immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the key class.

The 100 people in the key class, as the best in the training camp of more than 2000 people, no one will feel that they are inferior.

Fighting is tantamount to a complete division of high and low, sooner or later.

Watching others fight is equivalent to testing the opponent's strength in advance, and it is really a scene they are very happy to see.

"The guy with the knife was No.1 who ran the lap yesterday."

"His opponent is yesterday's No.2."

"Wow, that's interesting!"

People talk about it.

Xiu En was not in a hurry to intervene.

From his point of view, in this battle, it is quite welcome to accurately judge the strength of some thorns in his class.

However, after watching for about ten seconds, he predicted the result and looked away.

It's already obvious.

"The one named Roy is going to lose!!"

"Yeah, he can't beat Dale at all, and he doesn't seem to be able to fight back."

Discussions from students came from my ears.

Xiu En shook his head and sighed, the students were still too young.

What does it mean to have no strength to fight back?

That's called ease.

Swish! !

The sound of breaking through the air came, and the situation of the battle changed.

Roy tried to integrate the skills of the Sixth Form of the Navy into swordsmanship. In this short battle, he did find some tricks and gained a lot.

"It's time to end."

He let out a breath and looked at Dale opposite.

Dale was furious.

In other words, he is like a sparring partner - the other party can kill him at any time, just hanging him to practice.

"It is indeed over!"

Dale gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Boy, remember this lesson!"

Swish! !

Roy's body blurred instantly.

Dale's pupils shrank, and Roy was lost in his vision...

Next second,
There was a chill on his neck.

His heart also went cold.

(End of this chapter)