Pirate: Soul Blade

Stephen didn't hear the teacher's expectations for him. At this moment, he was no longer as bright as he was at the beginning. The light in his eyes dimmed, and his overall mental state was not very good.

He stood silently in the crowd with his head lowered, without saying a word. He had not yet come out of the haze of the morning. Only Yongen's sword, as an excellent swordsman, could understand how terrifying it was.

Holding the sword in his hand tightly, he kept reviewing Yongen's actions in his mind. His originally gloomy face became more and more ferocious. His original graceful appearance was completely absent.

"I will surpass you"

Stephen's face suddenly calmed down, his eyes looked coldly at Yongen not far away, and he muttered softly, with a cold glint in his eyes.

……

Soon, under the arrangement of the staff, all the soldiers who came to participate in the assessment got their own balls with numbers.

in a certain corner

Yongen opened the ball, took out the note and took a look at it. There was a big number "1" printed on the white note, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

He originally thought he was the European Emperor, but it seems that good luck will not always be on his side. He who ranked last in the last assessment is actually the first to take the stage in this round.

Smoker on the side couldn't help laughing after reading his number, "Hahaha Yongen, the goddess of luck finally started to favor me."

After saying that, he flashed the digital number with "513" towards Yongen, his face couldn't help but shudder.

The mechanism of the number is that the first one matches the last one and so on. Obviously, the number in Smoker's hand will not come into play very early.

Smogg was smug and kept sharing his joy. Seeing Yongen's face getting more and more ugly, he felt strange. Then he looked at the number plate in the hand of his "brother in trouble" and laughed unkindly.

"Hahahaha, are you really going to laugh me to death? The probability of catching you like this is less than [-]%. I should say you are lucky but not lucky."

Yongen rubbed his nose in embarrassment and said, "Isn't it the first one? It's not that I don't have confidence, but even if you draw this number, you won't be beaten later."

"Are you envious?"

"Who would envy you? It's no use even telling you!"

"Are you envious?"

"I don't"

"You are just envious"

In the end, Yongen was defeated by Smoker's soul torture, and he could only endure the latter's ridicule. Fortunately, the staff who registered the order came quickly to put him out of the sea of ​​suffering.

The registration of number plates was still very fast. With the cooperation of the staff on the field, all the statistics were completed and handed over to the judges who were still chatting under the ring.

Dauberman took the statistics sheet and couldn't help but widen his eyes when he looked at the name ranked first, but he still had the courage to shout to the noisy crowd at the top of his lungs.

"Ahem, everyone, be quiet first. Our match order has been arranged. The test will start in 5 minutes. The first match will be between Yongen and Stephen. Players, please be ready."

As soon as he finished speaking, a roaring noise broke out in the training ground, and everyone was talking about it.

"It's up to the No. 1 recruit to play against the No. 1 veteran. Do you want to play it so hard?"

"This is too exciting. Come on, let me make a bet. I bet on who can win between the two of them. I pay three to one. Yongen is one."

"Give me a bet on Yone"

"I bet five on Yongen to win"

"Then I will place ten bets on Stephen to win. As the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger. Although Yongen is strong, Stephen was not his strong point in the last round. He may win this round."

……

Stephen and Yongen stood in the ring, facing each other

Both sides looked at each other with their eyes, and the atmosphere instantly became tense. Even the people in the audience felt a chill.

Stephen's expression was a little ferocious and he couldn't help but sneered at Yongen and said, "I finally met you. Although I can't beat you in swordsmanship, I may not lose to you in Marine Six. Just show me." Okay, how can I knock you off the altar?"

Yongen looked at the hysterical Stephen with a calm face, and did not pay attention to the other party's trash talk. He didn't even know how he offended him, and just replied with a nonchalant reply.

"can we start"

Hearing the other party's nonchalant answer, Stephen's face was bruised and white, and a few blue veins popped out on his forehead.

He hated the opponent's superior appearance, so he couldn't help but use his shaver, and rushed towards the opponent with his fists clenched.

Yongen looked at the other person's rapidly moving body leisurely, and began to use shaving along with him.

On the huge arena, only two figures were left intertwining, and everyone in the audience could only see waves of afterimages.

Stephen's proficiency in "shaving" is not low. He can probably step more than thirty steps in an instant. This is already a very powerful talent, but it is still inferior to Yongen who has "Chongmai".

He quickly caught the flaw and kicked him hard in the stomach. Stephen was a little unable to react and could only watch his body being kicked out.

The body that was knocked away drew a perfect arc in the air, and finally landed straight on the ground and rolled several times before being able to stabilize its body.

Stephen got up with a fierce look on his face and spat a mouthful of blood-colored saliva on the ground.

He knew that he was not as good as his opponent in the use of "Shaving", so he quickly changed his strategy and used "Moon Step" to step into the sky, and then combined with "Pull", the flying finger gun derived from "Finger Gun", to consume the opponent in the air.

Yongen below looked at Stephen in the sky and raised his eyebrows, using "Shaving" to constantly avoid the opponent's attacks.

Gradually, Yongen became a little bored. Although the opponent's attacks could not cause any substantial damage to him, he was as annoying as a fly when he couldn't stand it.

This move really doesn't hurt much, it's extremely insulting.

Unable to bear it, Yongen also used the moon step to step up into the air. It was obvious that his speed was also much faster than Stephen.

Stephen was a little panicked when he saw Yone rushing toward him at high speed. He could only subconsciously use the flying finger gun to "draw" and shoot at the opponent.

Yongen didn't pay attention to this annoying move like a fly. He just used the paper drawing to easily avoid it, and then charged up a punch and came to Stephen's face and hit him hard in the face.

Stephen's body was instantly hit to the ground like a ball, making a huge noise, and his whole body was embedded in the broken ring.

He lay on the ground with a gray face and passed out. His body remained in the shape of a "big", his clothes had been scratched by gravel and were in tatters, and there was still a trace of fresh blood hanging from his mouth.

This was an almost crushing victory

Everyone in the audience cheered, and many of them were the guys who defeated Yongen to win.

"This guy is too strong. To beat No.1 should not be until the sky is dark. How come he won it so easily?"

"If you're to blame, blame this guy for being too perverted. This guy doesn't look like a newcomer at all."

After the battle was over, all the judges in the audience applauded to show encouragement. Only Dauberman's face was a little ugly. Although he was very optimistic about Yongen, his opponent was his disciple who had high hopes for him. He didn't expect to lose. So ugly

It’s time to score

Several lieutenant generals bit their ears and whispered for a while, and finally came up with the following scores:

"Yongen's overall rating is A+ - he can release very strong Shave and Moon Step, but the overall level of move development is not high. The final score is 91.7"

"Stephen's overall rating is A. He can proficiently extend the finger gun. The overall development is pretty good, but the strength of his own moves is not up to par. The final score is only 85.4."

Standing on the stage, Yongen accepted it happily. This evaluation can be said to be very fair. Analyzing it from all angles, it does not mean that a certain trick will be highly rated just because it is strong.

Originally, he just practiced "Shaving" and "Moon Step" hastily within two months and did not have enough time to develop it. "91.7" was enough for him.

After the medical staff carried away the unconscious Stephen, Yongen immediately left the ring, walked to the crowd and gave Smoker a high-five at the back of the team.

"Not bad, this result is definitely in the top three," Smoker said with a naive smile towards Yongen.

"It's up to you next. No matter what, you have to come back and show me the top ten." Yongen patted Smoker on the shoulder and gave him high expectations.

"No, you really don't think too highly of me. As long as I don't count down, I'll be happy."

Smoker scratched the little green hair on the top of his head. He did not accept the tall hat the other party wore. He was very aware of his own weight.

Yongen could only helplessly shake his head.