The bloody sword hero of the pirate king

"Oh well, after all, I'm not young anymore, it's normal to have such a situation, haha" Father Dockhart laughed.

"Platinum-lead disease that will kill you," Gurante said with narrowed eyes.

"You are talking like this again. Is this why you have been refusing to use platinum lead to make things? Platinum lead is a treasure of our country, how could it be possible to get sick? Besides, adults don't know it. Don't think about it as a child. Lah," Dockhart frowned, turned to look at Gurant and said.

"Okay, don't sit here, it's time to go in for dinner. Today, mom bought your favorite elephant squid and came back to cook. I can't wait any longer." go inside.

"The royal family has not been seen in Frevans for a year"

"Have you given up on this country after receiving the notification from the world government?" Gurant stood up, looked in the direction of the palace, and then slowly walked into the house.

"Come on, Gurante, this is for you." The mother wore a long pink dress, took off the apron tied around her body, walked to the dining table, and put a large bowl of fish bubbles in front of Gurante.

"Oh, don't give it all to me, I'll just eat one or two." Gurant pushed away the bowl full of fish bubbles in front of him speechlessly.

After dinner, Gurante came to the beach for training.

leapfrog a thousand times

[-] sit ups

a thousand push-ups

kick a thousand times

Swing the knife two thousand times

run for an hour

All training is carried out in seawater. Ever since Gurante knew that he was in the world of One Piece, and he was still in Frevans, which perished because of the platinum lead virus, Gurante began to exercise on his own intentionally to strengthen his body. constitution.

It is also thanks to the abnormal physique of the average person in this world that Gurant can train with such efficiency and speed, otherwise it would be useless for ordinary people to conduct this amount of training.

The next day, Gurant got up early in the morning and told his parents what he thought.

"I want to learn the way of swordsmanship." When Gurante said this seriously, his father was surprised at first, and then relieved.

"Why, Gurante, we want you to study hard and become a doctor in the future." The mother looked worried, squatting down and touching Gurante's small face.

"Hahaha, don't worry, Louise, Grunt has always been very assertive, he is the best kid." Dockhart didn't care, and even introduced a famous ashram to Grunt.

Gurant rejected his mother's idea of ​​accompanying him, and set off alone to the Moonlight Dojo in a small village outside the town. He had inquired about it a few days ago, and it was the most famous dojo here.

Gurant trained alone for half a year, but he always felt that there was something wrong. It was only recently that he realized that he had no direction to become stronger. It was too difficult for him to become stronger without me guiding him.

In Full Moon Village, the buildings are no longer all white like in the town, but are made of wood and stone.There are green grass, flowers and trees everywhere, a scene full of vitality, which is completely different from the town, like a piece of pure land.

"crack bang bang"

"Assignment"

When Gurant came to the Moonlight Dojo, there were disciples in the dojo who happened to be discussing each other.

"Well, welcome, kid, are you here to visit?" A middle-aged man with hair tied into a ponytail, bare feet, and wearing a dark black kendo suit with the Moonlight Dojo logo looked at Gurant who appeared at the door , with a smile and a kind face.

"I heard that this is the most famous dojo, and I'm here to learn kendo"

Gurant was wearing a black sports suit with white stripes, and a pair of pure white sneakers with black and red stripes on his feet.

"Oh, then come and sit here and watch everyone's discussion." The middle-aged man sat still and invited Gurant to sit beside him.

"Da da" Gurant stepped on the footsteps, walked to the seat next to the middle-aged man and sat down gently.

I saw two adult men walking toward the field with a wooden knife in each hand. After saluting each other, they took a posture, and after a few breathing adjustments, they attacked each other.

"what"

"clap clap"

After only 3 minutes, the winner was decided.

"I don't know your name yet. I'm the master of this dojo, Sword Servant." The middle-aged man turned his head to look at Gurante, showing a friendly smile.

"Gurrant, Dokhart Grant" Grant's face was expressionless.

"Then Gurante, what do you think of those two people just now?" The sword servant looked at the people who had just entered the field to discuss.

"Huh, that's too weak." Gurant frowned slightly. In his opinion, these two people may not have practiced on their own. At most, they would train in the dojo, and the amount was not large.

"Oh, then why don't you go up and try it." Jian Shilang looked sideways slightly and spoke calmly.

Gulant didn't speak, stood up, walked to the barrel where the wooden knife was placed, picked up a wooden knife and walked to the center of the field, glanced at the surrounding disciples, expressionless.

"Who is this guy?"

"I just came here, I'm here to kick the gym"

"How is it possible, he wants to challenge us"

The disciples around were all discussing with each other, but no one stepped forward.

"Which one of you would like to go up and compete with Gulante?" The sword servant smiled and looked at the disciples with soft eyes.

"Let me come, teacher." Suddenly, a red-haired boy stood up, walked to the opposite of Gurant with a wooden knife, saluted slightly, and put on a posture.

Yisi is the most powerful of all the children in the dojo. He usually trains the most and works the hardest, so he wants to teach the newcomers here a lesson. He heard what he said just now, and he looks down on them.

"Whether you have learned swordsmanship or not before, this is not a place where you, a child, can casually underestimate it." Iss looked at Grunt, who didn't even put on a posture, and felt annoyed in his heart.

"what"

Looking at the rushing figure, Gurant felt that the opponent was too slow, and his eyes could easily catch the opponent's every move.

"boom"

"what"

Gurant stepped forward slightly, and the wooden knife came first, hitting the opponent's wrist. Is suffered pain, and the wooden knife fell to the floor, only to lose in an instant.

"You're too slow," Gurant said without any emotion, pointing his wooden knife at the other party.

"Damn it, I don't believe it, come again." Yi Si stood up, picked up the wooden knife, and planned to try again.

"Okay, Is, that's enough." The sword servant stood up and walked to them, looking at Gurante.

"Then, from now on, you are a disciple of the Moonlight Dojo, and you must live in peace with everyone in the future." Jian Shilang smiled.

"Okay, teacher." Gurant saluted slightly.

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