Peace of the Pirate

It feels really bad to always have someone watching you in the dark. For his own safety, Qin Ping spent the rest of his time in the training room except for eating and sleeping. .

Bang, bang, bang

The sound of the impact between wooden knives was crisp and fast, constantly reverberating in the training room.

In the small space, Dean took on the role of active attack with a serious expression. Qin Ping, who was attacked at the side, looked flustered and supported himself in the violent storm.

Dean swung his sword horizontally and hit Qin Ping on the shoulder.

The left shoulder was still in pain, but it was gone after being hit again... Qin Ping stepped back and barely dodged the knife. Before he could relax, Dean took advantage of the situation and took a step forward, slashing down on his head.

Unable to dodge... Qin Ping gritted his teeth, used both hands, raised his own knife, and pushed it forward.

boom.

Under the impact, Qin Ping took two steps back, his right hand holding the knife kept shaking, and the tiger's mouth was in pain.

Dean's eyes flashed with admiration, but he didn't give Qin Ping a chance to breathe. He tilted his right hand and quickly cut it off again.

click, click.

The wooden knife in Qin Ping's hand flew out, hit the wall and fell to the ground.

After knocking off Qin Ping's knife, Dean put away the knife and stood: "Okay, let's rest for now."

Picking up his knife in silence, Qin Ping rubbed his sore wrist and sighed: "Dean, am I so useless? Why can I only hold on for so long every time after a week?" .”

After successfully visualizing, in addition to daily skill and strength training, Dean also added his actual combat exercises every day.Just from the initial good mood and full confidence, Qin Ping started to doubt life after a week.

The knife in my hand was knocked off every time, which really hurt morale.

I have never seen how poor the kendo talent of a person who only takes one day to complete the visualization is, but am I too harsh... Dean reflected on himself and said: "How could it be, in my mind, the young master is good at kendo?" The talent is extraordinary.”

Qin Ping, who was secretly sad, raised his head and had some doubts: "Really?"

"Well, of course it's true. But this can't be changed overnight. When it comes to talent, time is the more critical factor."

Dean said this very sincerely. He didn't know how long it took the predecessors of the school to successfully visualize, but he knew that it took him two full months to get started, and then another twenty or so. It has been gradually improved over the years to the present level.

Therefore, Dean firmly believes that his young master's path in kendo will be smoother and further for him.

Regardless of whether Dean was sincere or trying to comfort him, Qin Ping finally regained some confidence and raised his doubts: "By the way, Dean, I felt that my posture was awkward when I swung the knife just now. Why was it that I was not using enough force?" ?”

Dean simulated the battle just now in his mind, and he already knew it: "You assume that posture again..."

Qin Ping once again put on that awkward posture. Dean gave him a lot of inspiration with only a few words, and then he rowed in person, giving Qin Ping a lot of inspiration.

Many people probably have the same feeling when learning a skill. One day of theoretical knowledge is not as good as half a day of practical practice plus half a day of theory.

This week's fight with Dean was when Qin Ping grew the fastest. He absorbed knowledge like a sponge.

"Ding, you receive explanations of kendo knowledge, gain experience in kendo skills, and your experience continues to grow..."

"Ding, the experience is up to standard, you get the title: [Disciple of the Heart Monkey Itto Style], you reach the achievement: [The Fledgling], you get 100 achievement points."

The hard work finally paid off. Qin Ping, who was listening carefully, his eyes lit up when he heard this heavenly voice. He had no idea that the trouble he had just sent away came to visit again.

……

The guards of the bubble pod are usually rotated every half a day to ensure that the guards in each shift can eat in time.

Fussard, who had only been on guard all afternoon, was a little impatient because the next replacement was still late, and this position was inseparable from people, just because there might be World Government officials and Draconians coming at any time. Come.

If you don't give me enough benefits, I will definitely go to the superior and file a complaint against you... Fossard looked at the time impatiently again, and a guard finally stumbled into view.

When he got closer, Fossard looked at the guard who was out of breath and said with a bad expression: "I don't even know what you are doing. Look how late you are. You should have arrived more than half an hour ago. "

Slowly, Fussard's face showed confusion: "Who are you? I remember that the person who succeeded me should be Hodi. Where are the others?"

Obviously, the guard in front of him is very young and looks much different from the honest and honest Hody. He is much better looking.

The guard raised his head and showed his fair face: "I'm really sorry. I'm the new guard, my name is Enyin. I came so late because Hody suddenly had something to do and asked me to take over as an emergency replacement. And I will be responsible for the next few days. Come to his class.”

"Is something wrong?" Fussard frowned and looked at Enyin with a meaningful look: "Anyway, you have delayed my lunch, so..."

Don't blame me if you, the newcomer, don't know the rules between us... Fossard thought.

Enyin nodded, with an expression that I knew well: "Hody specifically told me before he left, asking me to give this to you."

As he spoke, he quietly took out a wine bottle from his arms and stuffed it into Fussard's hand.

Looking left and right, Fossard carefully weighed the wine flask in his hands.

This hip flask can hold up to 200 grams, so the wine inside is 600 grams anyway. This amount is enough for me to drink for a day... The heavy jug represents a heavy heart. Fussard's face finally looked better, and he nodded with satisfaction. : "Well, people are always in a hurry. As colleagues, we still have to understand."

Putting the wine bottle into his arms, Fussard said earnestly: "But Enyin, you have to come earlier in the future. Not everyone is as easy to talk to as me. If you want to report to the commander, you two have to go there." Those who endure hardship.”

"Besides, you have to know who we serve. Those guys have never taken us seriously. If we delay them, it will be really dangerous."

Looking at Enyin who was nodding his head, Fussard was in a good mood and rarely said a few more words. He was satisfied with his heart's content, and then walked away in a flash.

Enyin, who had been smiling all the time, watched Fusad go away, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

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ps: The first volume has entered the official final stage, and it is expected that there will be about 20 chapters left.

Therefore, I need supporting actors. I will use a lot of supporting actors at the end of the first volume. If you want to show your face, you can leave a message. The address is in my post.

As for the personnel involved in the forces, I think you all should know. You can choose your own camp.

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