The Eye of Insight in a Certain Pirate World

At noon, Mori Mori came to the cafeteria to have a simple lunch, and then ran to discuss with the soldiers at the base. .

His current strength is no longer suitable for sparring with students of the same period, otherwise, he would look a bit bullying.

Arriving at the training ground, dozens of shirtless men were sweating and passionate in the sun.

"Use your strength for me. Whoever loses will have to run around the base ten times tonight."

A resolute man next to him, wearing a white robe and holding a black wooden stick in his hand, shouted.

He is a high-ranking cadre of the Northern Army of the Revolutionary Army. His name is Dali. He is also the top officer of this base. He is responsible for everything in this base, including of course the daily training of the soldiers.

The warm wind on the island was blowing, and Mori sat quietly on the wall, swinging his legs back and forth in the air, smiling as he watched the figures fighting each other below.

"Ackerman, use a little more force, you're about to be knocked down."

"Yeah, that's it, MacReady, punch Ackerman in the face, stick his finger in his eye."

Morrie, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, stood on the wall, waved his hands, and shouted jokingly at the training staff below.

"Asshole Morrie, shut your mouth."

Ackerman was furious. He and Macready were already at a disadvantage in their sparring match, but he heard Morrie fanning the flames next to him. He lost his mind for a moment and was punched in the face by Macready, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Hahaha……"

Morrie saw Ackerman's embarrassment and laughed heartily.

"Damn Morrie."

Ackerman lay back and covered his nose, glaring at Mori fiercely.

Ignoring Macready, who was sparring with him, he got up, quickly ran to the wall, and grabbed Mori's feet with his right hand.

"Ah, Ackerman, where are you putting your dirty hands? Don't think that since there are no girls in the base, you can just act like a gangster."

Morrie used his mouth to attack Ackerman again and again, while jumping flexibly on the wall to avoid Ackerman's pursuit.

Seeing that he couldn't catch Mori, Ackerman simply stopped and said,

"Asshole Morrie, can you only hide? This is not a mature revolutionary soldier."

Although Mori's body is only twelve years old, his soul is thirty years old in his previous life, so he will naturally not fall for such low-level provocations.

However, being able to have a hearty battle is something Mori has longed for for a long time. His strength has grown so rapidly, and he needs fighting to sharpen it.

"Bastard Ackerman, block the dignity of your revolutionary soldier, do you want a real battle with me?"

Mori stood on the wall, with his hands on his hips, speaking condescendingly to Ackerman.

"Morrie, are you serious?"

Ackerman also stopped joking at this time and looked at Mori seriously. He admitted that Mori was much stronger than other students of the same age, but he did not think Mori had the ability to challenge him.

"Stop talking nonsense." Mori jumped off the wall, walked up to Ackerman, and took off the wooden sword from his waist, "Ackerman, today I want you to know what it means to have people outside the world, and mountains beyond the mountains. "Mo said without any fuss in his heart.

Being so despised by a twelve-year-old child, Ackerman's face turned red and his head was filled with smoke.

"You arrogant brat, today I will teach you to respect your seniors."

The Revolutionary Army soldiers and instructors who were training next to them all turned their attention. They all heard that Captain Crow brought back a young boy who defeated all the students in the base in just one month, including Kahn, who had been training longer than him. .

Ackerman clenched his fists and rushed straight towards Mori, getting right in his face.

"Well done." Morrie's eyes lit up, and the battle aroused his blood.

Dodging sideways to avoid Ackerman's fist, Mori slashed at his arm with a wooden sword and slid behind Ackerman.

The sharp sword wind struck from behind. Although it was a wooden sword, it gave Ackerman the illusion that he was facing a sharp blade.

"not good."

The forward momentum did not slow down, so Ackerman quickly turned around to parry, crossing his two thick arms in front of him to protect himself.

The wooden sword struck Ackerman's arm, causing a stinging pain and a red mark appearing on his hand.

Mori jumped back and distanced himself from Ackerman. He held a wooden sword in a defensive posture, and at the same time he did not forget to taunt,

"Ackerman, you can't do this!"

Ackerman lowered his hands and looked at Morrie with an expressionless face.

"I really didn't expect you to be able to do this." Ackerman said calmly, and then yelled, "But it's not enough..."

After saying that, he strode forward, and his speed was several times faster than before.

Ackerman put one hand in front of him, made a fist with the other, and struck Mori's wooden sword.

Kacha~~

The wooden sword was broken into two halves, and the broken wood fragments flew to both sides. Mori took two steps back and threw the broken wooden sword aside.

He leaned forward and kicked Ackerman in the chest, but because he was not tall enough, he could only kick him in the waist. However, even so, the powerful power generated by the 11-point attack also forced Ackerman to treat it with caution. .

Ackerman roared, stretched out his hand to grab Mori's right foot, and at the same time kicked Mori's crotch with his left leg.

Mo Li's face darkened, where was the promised discussion? But you want to bully my brother.

In desperation, Mori had no choice but to use the strength of Ackerman's waist to rise into the air, raise his palm up as a sword, and use basic sword skills to strike Ackerman's shoulder.

The huge force made Ackerman stagger, and his left arm almost lost feeling.

Mori succeeded in taking advantage of the move, and he was able to avoid others. With a flash of his body and quick movements of his feet, he appeared next to Ackerman and started a fierce hand-to-hand fight with him.

Although Ackerman is more powerful than Morrie, Morrie often hides aside before Ackerman can hit him and then strikes back. His speed is more advantageous than his attack.

For a long time, Ackerman's face turned pale and he held his hands on the ground. His body was covered in green and purple.

On the other hand, Mori was much better. He just had some disordered breath, and his clothes were torn to pieces in the aftermath of the battle, and he was draped around his body like a rag.

"Huh~" Ackerman took a long breath and calmed himself down, "That's really amazing, Morrie."

He never thought that he would be defeated by a kid who was only twelve years old.

clap ~ clap ~ clap ~

The people nearby applauded like thunder and uttered exclamations. Before the battle, they thought that Mori would definitely lose. Now, looking at it, Mori's strength may be comparable to theirs.

Macready came over, put his hand on Morrie's shoulder, and patted his chest.

"What a wonderful battle, Morrie. I didn't expect you to be able to compete with Ackerman on a par."

"What the hell, Ackerman hasn't shown his true skills yet."

A group of people gathered around, making sounds of admiration, and Mori also responded modestly.

As for Ackerman, he was pushed out of the crowd...