The Eye of Insight in a Certain Pirate World

Mori gritted his teeth and stood up straight, took a deep breath to calm the surging blood in his chest, held the knife in both hands, and stabilized his trembling right hand. .shung

His eyes looked directly at Dali, with a hint of fierceness flashing through his eyes.

The more setbacks he suffered, the more stubborn Morrie became. It has never been his style to take a detour and take risks.

Since you decide to become a strong person, you must have the belief to do everything possible and seek a breakthrough between life and death.

If you can't even do this, how can you control your own destiny?

At this time, Mori's temperament changed drastically. He no longer looked like the shy and handsome young man before, but instead looked like a vicious wolf, with a fierce aura rushing towards his face.

Stepping forward, Mori held a long knife in his hand and pointed it directly at Dali's face.

He poured all his strength into the blade, and the extremely fast blade light enveloped Dali like a meteor.

The bright sword light and terrifying wind pressure seemed to tear apart everything in sight.

Dali's expression remained unchanged, and his armed and domineering fist hit the long sword in Mori's hand. The suffocating wind of the fist hit his face, making Mori stand on his back.

Boom~~

Dali punched again, and his powerful fist knocked Mori away.

Morrie felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed train, like a kite with a broken string, falling to the ground.

Fortunately, Dali hit his sword and did not hit his body directly, otherwise Mori would have lost half his life even if he didn't die.

"In the face of powerful power, any skill is worth mentioning. But I admire your courage. As a swordsman, you must dare to cut off everything."

Mori staggered up from the ground, his body covered with bruises. The right hand holding the sword fell weakly in front of him, and blood stained with soil flowed down his arm.

Mori laughed sadly: "Haha, I lost miserably. I was shocked."

After saying that, he fell to the ground, feeling weak. He felt that he had run out of energy, exhausted his energy, and his arm seemed to be broken.

"Ackerman, where did he die?" Dali yelled at Ackerman who was watching the show in the crowd, "Go and send Mori to the infirmary for treatment."

Then he turned to Mori and said, "Come back to me after you are healed."

……

Early the next morning, Morrie sat on the bed, his body covered with bandages, his injured arm hanging on his chest.

It was raining outside, and big raindrops fell from the sky and hit the ground with a crackling sound, like sharp swords, unstoppable.

The high spirits after gaining strength yesterday, and the defeat due to injury today gave Morrie an unreal sense of gap.

Still not strong enough!

Morrie clenched the fist of his left hand and looked at the heavy rain outside the window like a drum, which made him feel inspired again.

Although he was defeated, it did not dampen his confidence, Mori murmured to himself.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Mori hurriedly got out of bed and opened the door.

Outside the door, base commander Dali's resolute dark face came close to Mori. Raindrops were dripping from his body, and his black hair was wet and hanging in front of his forehead.

"Hahaha, boy Mori, your body has recovered well."

What followed was a hearty laugh. Dali walked into the room and gently tapped Morrie on the shoulder with his steel-like right hand.

"Sigh~~"

Dally's hand touched Morrie's wound, causing him to gasp.

"Haha, I'm sorry. Seeing you looking so energetic, I almost forgot that you were a wounded person."

Dali awkwardly touched the back of his head and said sorry, but his body showed no feeling of apology.

"It's okay, it's okay, sir. It was an unintentional mistake."

He said this, but actually Mo Li thought in his heart, when one day I am stronger than you, I will beat you into a pig head.

"Well, it's great if you think so." Dali said shamelessly.

"Actually, I came here today mainly to see how good your sword skills were last time and to give you a small gift."

"Nuo, here you go, this is my swordsmanship manual. You read it first. After you recover from your injury, I will teach you personally."

As Dali spoke, he took out a brand new notebook from his arms.

Some places on the light yellow paper were wet with rain, and the fresh ink scent, accompanied by the smell of early morning rain, swept into Mori's nose.

This note was clearly written just now.

Morrie looked at Dali blankly, his unsmiling face was filled with a kind smile, and rainwater dripped from his fragmented hair and streaked across his face.

"Work hard, you can't slack off on the road to becoming a strong person."

Putting the sword skill in his hand into Mori's hand, Dali turned and left, closing the door.

Morrie opened the swordsmanship manual in his hand. It contained some of Dali's swordsmanship understanding, which benefited him a lot. To a swordsman, this gift is more precious than anything else.

In the next few days, Mori studied the swordsmanship manual carefully while practicing. At the same time, his understanding of swordsmanship also improved rapidly.

Due to his arm injury, he could only strengthen his legs, doing squats and reading books.

When you are hungry, you go to the cafeteria to have a big meal, and when you come back, you continue to practice.

Sometimes Sal and Kahn would come to see Mori and bring him some homemade barbecue.

Although Morrie suffered a huge defeat in the sparring session with Dally, this did not dampen Morrie's enthusiasm.

Who in this world has not experienced failure? Who can be invincible forever?

If you can't face your own failures, how can you make progress?

"Grumble~"

After a day of practice, Mori was hungry. He stood up and touched his belly.

"Oh, I have to eat again. The food in the base cafeteria is really too little."

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Mori sighed sadly,

"Those cafeteria uncles are so stingy. They just ate a little more food. What a big deal. They acted like I cheated on them."

When I came to the canteen, I took my food to the corner under the disgusted eyes of the chefs. I ate it all into my mouth, even some fish with shark fins, chewed it a few times and swallowed it directly.

Mori looked at the plate on the table that was cleaner than his face. He felt that he was not full, so he queued up again and ordered another meal.

One thing after another, there was a pile of plates on the table.

Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost? The uncle who is cooking feels tired. You alone have eaten meals for more than a dozen people. If there are a few more like you, the base's supplies will be almost exhausted.

Morrie has been training more intensively these days and consumes more food. In addition, the injury has not healed yet, so he needs to replenish energy.

Moreover, these foods are very ordinary. There are neither sea kings nor raptors and beasts. The energy in the food is relatively small, so I eat a little more.

After eating, Mori stood up, spit out the meat foam stuck in his teeth, and said with a look of disgust,

"Tsk, it tastes really bad."

The chefs in the canteen had black lines on their heads and roared in their hearts,

"It's so unpalatable that you can still eat so much. I'm really sorry for you."

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