The sick life of a pirate

"The degree of openness of your body is indeed very good. You must have been trained by someone who knows the human body very well."

The old drunkard looked up and down the streamlined muscles of Fu Nuo's bare upper body, and continued: "And judging from your battle at the port, although your skills are a mess, you have very keen senses and understand how to maximize your performance. Use your own strengths and maximize your physical abilities.”

"It can be seen from this that you understand your body better than many people, but this is also your shortcoming; although I don't know why the person who taught you did not teach you the correct force exertion techniques, which caused you to completely ignore the physical endurance , exerting power beyond the limits of the body at will."

"Although this allows you to defeat opponents who are much stronger than you, it will also overdraw your own potential."

Fu Nuo blinked his eyes when he heard this, and looked at the old drunkard with a thoughtful expression on his face, as if he was seriously thinking about his words.

This made the old drunkard nodded with satisfaction, but Fu Nuo's next words made the old drunkard's face darken.

"Well, old drunkard, you should take off your pants and shit while explaining it to me. It feels weird looking at you with such a serious look."

""

The old drunkard decisively ignored Fu Nuo's words. Although they had not been together for a long time, he had a certain understanding of Fu Nuo. Although this kid looked handsome, he was actually a man who could talk to an Alzheimer's man. Half-night little lunatic

"In short, what you are missing now is the correct power technique and the moves that allow you to freely exert your maximum power."

The old drunkard chuckled: "You want to learn?"

"It's better to forget about throwing daddy."

""The old drunkard has lived a long life, and this is the first time he has seen such a fatal bastard who likes nonsense.

"But what can you teach me?"

Fu Nuo curled his lips. Maybe what the old drunkard said was right, but he really didn't think the old drunkard could teach him anything.

After all, this is the West Sea and not the Grand Line. Even if the old drunkard is a retired navy, Fu Nuo doesn't think he knows any powerful moves.

"Correct Fighting Techniques"

The old drunkard chuckled and didn't care about Fu Nuo's attitude: "Whether it is based on your understanding of the body or your keen senses and inhuman recovery ability, the most suitable development path for you is close combat, which is the so-called Hand-to-hand combat; and you also have a kind of cruelty that others don't have, but I prefer that you vent this cruelty on others instead of yourself."

Having said this, the old drunkard glanced at the scar on the corner of Fu Nuo's mouth.

In a day and a half, Fu Nuo's scar that was torn to the base of his ear had scarred, forming a black and red hideous scar. However, blood still flowed from both sides of the corners of Fu Nuo's mouth from time to time as Fu Nuo spoke. This is not normal for ordinary people. It should be a very painful feeling, even so painful that I dare not speak.

But this kid seems to have no feeling at all. He keeps talking when he should, and he still can't stop talking.

Shaking his head, the old drunkard retracted his gaze and continued: "So, I will teach you a special technique within the navy, which is a technique of using fingers to exert force, a technique of moving quickly, and"

"Six Styles"

Fu Nuo suddenly interrupted with a surprised look on his face.

"Um"

This time, it was the old drunkard's turn to be stunned. After a while, he came back to his senses and said in surprise: "You actually know the six postures?"

"Hey hey hey, I don't know anything."

Fu Nuo grinned and looked at the old drunkard with curiosity: "I didn't expect you, old drunkard, to know the Sixth Form. I heard that even on the Grand Route, there weren't many naval forces who knew the Sixth Form. You're just shitting everywhere." The old man really knows how to do such a powerful thing."

"You were born in a cesspit. You talk about shit, shit, shit, etc."

The old drunkard glared at Fu Nuo angrily, and then said: "Since you know the six moves, I don't have to explain it to you so hard. I can teach you the shave, finger gun, and moon among the six moves. The cultivation method of Bu and Lanjiao.”

"As for paper drawings and iron blocks, I don't know how to practice them, or even if I know, you can't learn them."

Fu Nuo was stunned: "Why?"

"Do you really think the Six Styles are so easy to learn?"

The old drunkard said angrily: "Even within the Navy, the Six Styles are basically not fully learned. Only CP9, a secret intelligence agency directly under the jurisdiction of the World Government, has the Six Styles, because every member of it is It’s been cultivated since childhood.”

"Techniques such as iron block and paper painting that change the body's ability must be polished when the body is immature. This means that the body must be trained from an early age and must have corresponding talents. Otherwise, the members of CP9 will not be so rare. ”

"For example, iron blocks are used to hit special acupuncture points with wooden sticks since childhood. This strengthens the practitioner's blood circulation and speeds up muscle movement, thus making the muscles as hard as steel. After the body adapts, it can rely on it little by little. Use your thoughts to control your blood, change your body, and make it hard wherever you want it to be."

"Tsk tsk, I can do this too."

Fu Nuo winked at the old drunkard: "As long as I think about it, I can immediately make something on my body become congested and hardened. Although it takes some effort to make it soft. Well, old drunkard, you don't seem to be able to do that."

The old drunkard was stunned for a moment, and it took him a few seconds to react. He couldn't help but have a black line.

This kid

Probably only people with Alzheimer's disease and lunatics can communicate with him normally.

"Don't interrupt me"

The old drunkard glared at Fu Nuo and continued: "Therefore, except for those who have been trained since childhood, there are very few people in the navy who can use iron blocks and paper drawings. There are many people who can shave, lantern feet, finger guns and moon steps. However, Most people will only learn one or two, because the practice of the six postures is extremely difficult, and just because you have learned it does not mean you will be able to master it."

"For example, a swordsman who uses a sword will learn to move faster, such as Shao, or Lan Kou; while someone like me who uses sniping as a means of attack will choose to learn Shao that can quickly distance himself from the enemy, and when being attacked in close combat. In addition to honing my sniper skills, I have spent basically all my energy on these two skills."

"Hey, he's still a sniper. No wonder Dad lost it."

"To shut up"

The old drunkard interrupted Fu Nuo directly. He knew that Fu Nuo couldn't fart well even without listening.

"So I will mainly teach you Shao and Zhiqiang, and I will also tell you how to practice Lan Jiao and Moon Step. If you are interested, you can figure it out by yourself in the future. I can't guide you in this."

The old drunkard took a sip of wine, drank a little, and continued: "However, just the most basic usage of shaving and finger guns is enough for you to learn for more than half a year. If you want to learn more and use the basics to extend more skills, How to use it, no matter how talented you are, it won't be possible without five or six years."

"So I don't recommend that you distract yourself from learning Moon Steps and Lan Jie before mastering Shao and Finger Spear. And I am not ready to teach you the training methods of these two skills yet."

Fu Nuo nodded when he heard this and didn't care.

The old drunkard explained it in such detail. If he still can't understand, he is really a fool.

"And what I want to teach you now is the finger gun."

The old drunkard couldn't help but smile when he saw Fu Nuo's appearance. Although this kid's mouth was troublesome, his personality was very lovable.

And

This is a strange person who can risk his life to save a useless old man just because he promised a bottle of wine, and even invites the old man to go on board.

It was precisely because of this that he wanted to teach this kid some of his survival skills in the last moments of his life, even though he knew that he shouldn't teach the Six Styles to the pirate.

"The finger gun refers to an attack move in which the whole body's power is concentrated on the index finger, thereby making the index finger extremely hard and able to easily pierce the human body. Therefore, it is very suitable for your current situation where you cannot control the technique of exerting force. Learning the finger gun , not only allows you to have one more means of attack, but also allows you to learn by analogy and understand how to exert force in the most correct way."

"However, because you can't practice with iron blocks, you need to train your finger endurance before learning. In the same way, even if you master the finger gun, the power you can exert will be worse than that of iron block practitioners, unless You figured it out, forget it.”

He originally wanted to say that unless Fu Nuo understood domineering, but domineering was still too far away for Fu Nuo now, so it would not be good to tell him.

"The training of finger guns is similar to the training of iron blocks. It also condenses blood on the fingers to harden them and at the same time exerts all one's strength with special force-generating techniques."

Fu Nuo listened attentively to the explanation and personal guidance of the old drunkard. Although the hatred between him and Lieutenant Colonel Lenny made Fu Nuo smile bitterly, he had to do his best to survive the pursuit of Lieutenant Colonel Lenny. Make yourself stronger if possible.