Pirate Codex

The next day, the weather was fine.

Gejiazhi City, North District, Osmanthus Street.

Arthur was wearing a black kendo uniform with a long sword hanging on his waist. He stood quietly in front of the "Wushin-ryu" gym. He looked up at the wooden plaque of the gym with something strange in his blue eyes.

The temple has white walls and black tiles. The gate and the buildings inside each have cornices rising in all directions. The roof is an equilateral triangle, and there are columns on both sides of the gate to support it.

The overall style of Gojiazhi City, whether it is the people or the houses, is the same as that of medieval Europe in the previous life. Only this kendo gym looks like a Japanese-style building in the previous life, which makes Arthur feel uncomfortable. .

"Boss Arthur, don't you go in?"

Standing behind Arthur was Edward, who was wearing an indigo kendo uniform. At this time, he was pulling on the kendo uniform awkwardly, feeling quite uncomfortable.

"Oh, let's go in."

Arthur came to his senses at Edward's call, shook off his useless emotions, and stepped into the gym door facing the neat and powerful slogans in the gym.

After purchasing supplies and returning to Orchard Village yesterday, Arthur arranged for others to practice at home, and took Edward back to Gejiazhi City early this morning.

Then they went to a clothing store and bought two sets of kendo uniforms. After washing up in a hotel, the two people changed into kendo uniforms. Then, while asking around, they came to the "Wushin-ryu" gym and prepared to visit. consult.

"Wushin-ryu" is one of the three kendo gyms in the North District. It is said that its owner is a powerful swordsman comparable to a swordsman. He once traveled on the Grand Line. When he got older, he returned to Beihai and established a gym. Educate disciples.

Arthur's target is the young generation of "Wuxin-ryu", and he appears in the name of asking for advice to test the depth of Wushin-ryu swordsmanship.

As for the master of the sword hall, Arthur is not that ambitious yet. After all, he has only practiced for half a year. Even if he practices five times a day, half a year is only equivalent to 25 years of other people's training. His own talent in physical training is not high. ,

My physical fitness at this time is definitely not as good as that of the "Mushin-ryu" master who has been practicing for most of his life. If he fights with him, even if his swordsmanship is superior, the gap in strength, speed and reaction power will still make him defeated. It crushes easily.

The front yard of the gym is not big. In just a moment, Arthur and the two walked through the front yard and entered the gym.

Stepping into the threshold, the first thing Arthur saw was a large living room.

There are wooden tables and chairs on both sides of the living room. Students in twos and threes wearing kendo uniforms are sitting and chatting. Opposite the threshold is a wooden table that looks like a reception desk. The wooden table is empty and no one is sitting there. .

Arthur looked away from the wooden table, looked around, then turned left and walked towards the nearest person.

This is a tall man with a beard, a square face, a big nose, and a hairy head. He is smiling heartily and seems to be showing off his achievements to his companions.

"excuse me"

Arthur came to the man and spoke politely with a smile. However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the man's thick palm.

Osvid was talking to his classmates about the glorious history of one man fighting ten men in a certain naval battle. When he got to the point of the conversation, he was interrupted by the blond boy in front of him. He felt a little annoyed and stretched out his palm to interrupt the boy.

"If you have any questions, please contact Valentine at reception."

Osvid said casually, then turned to point at the wooden table, but saw only empty tables and chairs.

"What are you doing, this lazy guy Valentine?"

Osvid could only mumble a complaint, then suppressed his dissatisfaction, looked sideways at the brand new kendo uniforms of Arthur and Edward, and understood.

Sighing, Osvid and his companions waved their hands and stood up.

"You are here to join the sword hall, so come with me."

As soon as Osvid finished speaking, he immediately turned around and led the two of them towards the wooden table.

Arthur frowned. This man was a little impatient and refused to let him finish his words.

As a last resort, Arthur had no choice but to follow the man and explained: "We are not here to be apprentices, we are here to learn the swordsmanship of Wushin-ryu."

Ask for sword skills

Osvid stopped, turned around with a frown, stared at Arthur with a pair of bull's eyes, and said word by word:

"Boy, you mean to ask for lessons in swordsmanship."

"Yes." Arthur nodded seriously.

"Haha, hahaha, hahahahaha"

"Asking for swordsmanship will make him stupid. Asking for swordsmanship is just like kicking the gym, isn't it?"

As if he heard a big joke, Osvid looked up to the sky and laughed, and then shouted to his companions on the side.

"Did you hear that this kid said he wanted to come to our gym to play?"

Now, everyone in the hall stopped talking and turned their heads in surprise. When they saw the young faces of Arthur and the others, they smiled contemptuously and laughed in a tone as if they saw children playing.

"Hey, those two boys over there, this is not a place to play house. Go back quickly."

"Osvid has a bad temper. You two should go back quickly and don't offend him."

"If you want to challenge us, you have to practice for at least ten more years."

"You haven't even grown your hair yet, yet you dare to come here and scream?"

Listening to the words of his fellow disciples, Osvid smiled cruelly, turned his head, approached Arthur, stretched out his index finger and tapped Arthur's chest hard, and said fiercely:

"Did you hear that, kid? If you are sensible, get back here quickly. I don't have time to play with you."

"What are you doing?" Seeing Osvid treating Arthur like this, Edward finally couldn't bear it any longer. He came up from behind Arthur, reached out and slapped Osvid's fingers away, with an angry look on his face.

"Hey, you are quite brave."

In front of many fellow disciples, his fingers were slapped away. Osvid felt insulted, his eyebrows raised, and with a clang, he pulled out the sword from his waist.

"Okay, then come and let me see your swordsmanship."

"Then come." Edward was not afraid, and with the same clang, he pulled out the long sword at his waist and pointed it at Osvid.

Arthur looked around and saw that everyone was watching the fun. Then he looked at Edward and Oswald who were facing each other, and sighed, full of helplessness.

I originally wanted to be low-key and polite in asking for advice on swordsmanship, but now it seems there is no other way. The people here are too uneducated.

Arthur made up his mind and stopped talking nonsense. He suddenly stood up, stepped forward with his right foot, and drew his sword with his right hand.

There was only a clang sound, a cold light suddenly appeared, and the silver moon crossed the sky. Before anyone had time to react, the sword blade had stopped on Osvid's neck.

Osvid stiffened.

Feeling the cold sword edge that suddenly appeared between his neck, Osvid's eyes widened, and he felt that the hairs all over his body stood on end, and he did not dare to move.

Then he saw the blond boy beside him tilted his head, smiled gently at himself, and said with a teasing look in his eyes:

"I'm telling you, uncle, your swordsmanship is a bit too weak."