Pirate's Ultimate Swordsman

The hot summer is coming.

In the evening, Pered, who had been practicing all day, sat under a bare cherry tree to rest. He closed his eyes and realized what he had learned today.

Over the course of a month, Pered became increasingly proficient in kendo and became proficient in the basics of kendo. At the same time, his study of the Iai Sword was quite effective.

And his speed steadily increased without the blessing of a cheat device.

Pered is no longer thin. Even though he is only 10 years old, he is a little taller than Guina, who is a girl. His shoulders are broad and he looks tall and powerful.

Suddenly, Pered's ears moved, and the absorption of speed will greatly increased his sensory sensitivity, and his reaction speed was faster than ordinary people.

"who are they?"

At this moment, three very tall young men were standing in front of the door of Yishin Dojo with arrogant faces. The fat bald man in the lead sneezed at the door and threw the mucus on the ground.

Pered silently came to the door and cleaned the floor with a broom without looking at the three people.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him for a long time, the fat man's greasy face showed disbelief. He turned back to look at his entourage and found that his expression was also shocked.

"Do you know who I am?"

"What? Don't stop me from sweeping the floor!"

Pered gently swept the fat man's feet with a broom. The fat man jumped up with a strange cry, and the stains on the soles of his feet were cleaned up.

"you!"

The broom swept over again, and the fat man jumped back suddenly, but the broom seemed to have a fixed position and kept chasing the fat man. He only saw the fat man jumping around and finally exited the door.

"Well, it's cleaned up."

The fat man's face turned red with anger. Seeing this, his two subordinates quickly took out towels to wipe his sweat, "Master Junda Jun, how can such a poor dojo be qualified to participate in the Youth Swordsman Competition? Let's quickly have it demolished. !”

The fat man named Junda Jun sneered, "That's right. I'm afraid this shabby dojo can't even pay the registration fee to participate in the swordsmanship competition. It's really a waste of time." He looked at Pered with disdain and thought to himself. A boy who specializes in sweeping the floors of a rural dojo may never be able to witness such a big scene.

Pered yawned and his stomach growled with hunger. He took out a rice ball from somewhere, sat on the pillar and started to chew it.

Junda Jun's face was gloomy, his fat trembled, and his samurai uniform rustled in the wind.

He couldn't understand that he was also a prominent figure in the East China Sea, so it didn't matter that this sweeping boy didn't recognize him, but he completely regarded him as nothing.

"I want to duel with you!" Jun Tian shouted.

Two of his men quickly grabbed him and said, "Master Junda Jun, this is inappropriate! If the news about you abusing the children in the dojo spreads, the president will not let you go." They were flattering on the surface, but in their hearts they had already forgotten Junda. Chun's ancestors have scolded him for eighteen generations.

Find a child who looks only ten years old to duel, only this loser can do it.

Pered raised his head, wiped some rice from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Junda Jun blankly, "Duel? I am 10 years old and have been practicing swordsmanship for a month and a half. Are you sure you want to challenge me to a duel?"

Junda Jun's face turned red and he realized his gaffe. When he turned around, he found his two subordinates snickering at the side.

"Hmph! I'm here for business this time, so the master of the dojo should shout out!"

Pered scratched his head and said, "Teacher has not come back from the mountain yet. If you have anything, you can tell me and I will definitely convey it to you."

Junda Jun was in a irritable mood, and he had no intention of waiting for Koushiro to come back. He just wanted to leave this poor dojo and go to Goshin Dojo not far from here. That was a big dojo, and no one would be so disrespectful.

"Let me tell you, in half a month, there will be a youth swordsmanship competition at Four Seasons Island in the East China Sea. If you want to participate, just bring the registration fee!"

Junda Jun wanted to find a shocked expression on Pered's face, but to his disappointment, Pered was still eating the rice ball calmly.

"The prize for the championship is the good sword Shigure!"

Pered raised his eyelids slightly, just because he was impressed by Shigure's sword. In the original book, Shigure was the sword of Navy Sergeant Daschi, a female navy who looked very similar to Kuina.

"Oh, not bad."

Junda Jun was stunned, then laughed angrily, "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, that's because they are ignorant. You are sad, just like this old and narrow dojo, you can't get on the stage."

Pered gave him a strange look, "I said, you've been mumbling in front of me until now, and it's really affecting my mood when eating." He wasn't angry. In his opinion, Junda Jun was a complete idiot. , why bother with the idiot?

Junda Jun was furious and was about to say something, but a sudden rumble from behind made several people look back at the same time.

I saw Koushiro dragging a brown bear that was nearly four to five meters tall, slowly walking towards the dojo. His samurai uniform was neatly dressed, and there were no signs of any fight on his body.

Kuina sat on the brown bear's body and made a face at Pered.

Junda Jun and his two men froze on the spot and swallowed. This huge bear was obviously extremely difficult to deal with. It could be hunted by Koushiro and dragged with one hand.

Koushiro was stunned when he saw Junda Jun and others, "Everyone, what do you want to do at this dojo?"

Junda Jun trembled slightly. He saw a huge knife wound on the brown bear's body. There was still blood in the wound. It was obvious that it had been hacked to death with a brutal knife.

"We... we are here to inform you that the Youth Swordsmanship Competition is about to begin... I hope you will pay attention. We are leaving first."

After saying that, the three of them ran out like crazy, fearing that Pered would sue.

Guina curled her lips, "This kind of swordsmanship competition is meaningless at all. The purpose is only to make money, and there are no prizes." She seemed to have participated in similar competitions before, but as she said, the championship rewards were rubbish.

Koushiro also smiled and nodded. He understood that many swordsmanship exchange conferences were only for collecting high registration fees, and they learned nothing useful at all.

"Ah... you're right. The championship prize is just a good sword. It's called Shigure. It's not even a great sword."

After saying that, Pered yawned and left here.

Kuina and Koushiro looked at each other, recalling carefully and found that they heard correctly.

Koushiro smiled and said: "It's interesting, Kuina, you..."

Before she finished speaking, Guina jumped down and chased in the direction Pered left. She was excited to ask for information about the youth swordsmanship competition.

She has long wanted to get another famous sword, so that she can combine it with Wado Yimonji to take her two-sword style to the next level!

Every swordsman seems to have a special liking for famous swords. Famous swords are a kind of sustenance, which contain a lot of past and will, making people fascinated.