Pirates: The Life of a Salted Fish Broken by Roger

"It's indeed a handsome blow."

Lin Yu said with an exaggerated thumbs up.

"Do you see clearly?" Fujitora asked in a low voice, as if the momentum of the sword swing had not disappeared.

"I didn't see it clearly at all." Lin Yu said frankly while shaking his head.

"Draw the sword, and then swing it, it's very simple, just like this." After saying that, Fujitora suddenly made a move to draw the sword at him.

The slash approached Lin Yu in an instant. His body's detection nerves were running wildly, and finally he raised his hand to block the slash.

"You should be able to see clearly now, right?" Fujitora asked with satisfaction.

"Of course I can see clearly. If I can't see clearly, my life will be dead." Lin Yu moved his wrist. Because he had the experience of being suddenly attacked, Lin Yu was not overly surprised this time.

"Okay, now that you can see clearly, let's give it a try." Fujitora said without any precaution.

"Let's use this as a knife first." Lin Yu picked up a wooden stick from the ground and said.

Then, he imitated Fujitora's posture and made a gesture of drawing a sword, but it looked much clumsier.

"Watch out, Lin Yu's version draws his sword and slashes, making a brilliant debut!"

He yelled out quite confidently, then pulled out the wooden stick and struck it out. However, the wooden stick broke into two pieces as soon as he swung it out.

"Ouch! It seems that using a wooden stick won't work. It will break when you apply force." Lin Yu dropped the half of the wooden stick in his hand and complained angrily.

"The problem is not with the stick, but with you." Fujitora on the side held his knife in his arms, calmly feeling the strength of Lin Yu when he swung the stick just now, and finally analyzed.

"What can be broken is the stick." Lin Yu was puzzled.

"To wield a sword, you can't just use brute force, but also use the power of the spirit of the sword. Only in this way can you control the weapon in your hand, and your cuts will have a soul."

Every word of Fujitora's words struck Lin Yu's heart deeply, and he was deeply impressed, but he immediately showed an unconvinced expression.

"Why didn't you say anything just now!"

"If I tell you from the beginning, you will only be more confused, and you won't care, and you won't listen. Only after experiencing failure can you truly accept the church with an open mind."

Fujitora's words certainly have their truth. When it comes to sword skills, few people can be more profound than him.

"Ha! You underestimate me too much." Lin Yu showed a domineering expression and continued: "Let me show you my true strength!"

As soon as he finished speaking in an extremely domineering manner, he turned around and picked up a branch again in a humiliating manner.

This time, I saw Lin Yu's eyes as bright as a torch, his expression solemn, and his posture, whether viewed from up close or from a distance, much more domineering than before.

He was indeed serious. The man who faced the three top lieutenant generals alone was back.

"Watch the moves, draw your sword and strike!" Lin Yu shouted, determined to win.

Snapped!

An extremely embarrassing sound.

The branch in his hand broke again, this time into three sections.

It's really embarrassing, but at least the number of breaks this time is more than before, which can be considered an improvement.

Lin Yu walked aside silently, squatted down, and drew circles on the ground with the half-broken wooden stick in his hand. The situation was extremely desolate and pitiful, as if a child's stubborn heart had been attacked like never before.

"Hahahaha!" Fujitora's ridicule came without hesitation, and then filled the surroundings of Lin Yu wantonly.

"It seems that my dream of becoming a swordsman has come to nothing." Lin Yu shook his head in disappointment.

"Being a swordsman is very tiring. You can't do without the annoying fighting and killing. It's a blessing to be able to do it." Fujitora stopped laughing and said amiably.

"Thank you for your neat comfort. I feel a lot better." Lin Yu stood up from the ground and said sincerely.

The night was getting darker, and only the moonlight shone brightly on them, making the relationship between the two more and more intimate.

"Just rest on this island today."

As they talked, they found an empty room that was no longer occupied.

Light the oil lamp, and the cool light dances around to illuminate the general outline of the interior of the room.

The decoration inside the house is very simple and plain, full of the atmosphere of peaceful life, and you can even detect a smell of fireworks.

The person must have left not long ago, this was the only answer they could get, and the family must have been in a hurry to leave, even forgetting to take away the family photos on the table.

In the photo, a father, a mother and a laughing son, a very warm and harmonious scene was captured.

"So happy!" Lin Yu looked at the photos on the table and couldn't help but vent his emotions.

"It's a pity that this happiness lacks someone to take care of it, and it has begun to gather dust." Fujitora's words were so sharp that it made people laugh.

"In this age of bitches, even a peaceful life will be frustrated!" Lin Yu sneered, thinking of his peaceful life that was broken for no reason, which was an excellent mockery of this era.

The two of them sat on the ground, leaning against the table and chairs. The alcohol followed the blood vessels and touched the brain. Their will gradually weakened and kept falling...

A few random bird calls announced the arrival of morning.

The sun poked its head out, looking cautious.

Lin Yu and the two woke up top-heavy. The hangover didn't feel good at all. Their bodies seemed to be hollowed out and they just wanted to pass out.

The two looked at each other dryly, and it took a while before they remembered each other's identity.

"Good morning!" Fujitora's voice was hoarse and he greeted him in a perfunctory manner.

"Fuck this morning! I just want to sleep." Lin Yu squinted his eyes and said helplessly.

"It's already dawn." Fujitora said regretfully, and then stood up.

"Okay! This damn stupid morning, I will remember it for the rest of my life!" Lin Yu said carefully and stood up from the ground.

Being hungover and sleeping on the floor all night, the moment I stood up, all the bones in my body seemed to fall apart.

"My mother! Her bones are about to be broken." Lin Yu couldn't help but complain.

"You should go out and do some activities. You had a lot of fun drinking last night. I haven't been like this for a long time."

Fujitora slowly walked out of the house. Although he said that his body couldn't bear it, his pace was as steady as ever. He didn't look like a person who was blind and hungover at all.

Lin Yu followed closely.

The early morning on the island is also quite good. Although there is no "wild flowers gradually enchanting the eyes", it can still be regarded as "white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars".

Coupled with the unique sea breeze on the island and the fresh air in the morning, they complement each other perfectly. The entire town is gradually bathed in more and more intense sunshine, and suddenly seems to be alive. Although there are no other residents, it still seems lively.

"It's really good!" Lin Yu was moved by the sunshine and the small town in front of him, and his hangover and body aches seemed to be reduced a bit.

"What's that sound? It sounds like a crappy pirate ship is coming?"

Fujitora looked sideways and listened to the movement on the coast not far from the town, and suddenly said something novel.