A Pirate's Counting Life

Mark's eyes lit up and he looked at Doron with a hint of fighting intent. Doron shook his head and said softly, "Follow me, you two."

The three of them quickly came to the back mountain. Mark held the blood cherry and said solemnly, "Senior Duolong, where is your sword?"

Doron smiled slightly and walked to a big tree. Just when Mark thought that the other party was going to smash the tree with one palm and take out the sword inside.

Duolong circled around and came behind the big tree and took out a sword scabbard made of bamboo. He slowly pulled out the long sword inside and performed a swordsman's etiquette towards Mark.

"Hurricane Swordsmanship Style Doron!"

"Mark of the Wind Control Swordsmanship School"

Mark imitated Duolong's posture and bowed to the other party, then slowly pulled out the blood cherry with his eyes focused, and shouted:

"Face the blast!!"

The next second, five six-meter-long flying slashes appeared in the air. Duolong was shocked and quickly swung three slashes to offset Mark's flying slashes.

He was complaining in his heart that Mark didn't have martial ethics. He promised to face the strong wind but ended up using words to interfere with his judgment. Fortunately, he was cunning and didn't fall for it. Before he could relax, three 20-meter-long flying slashes flew towards him.

Duolong felt that he might be behind the times. In the past, everyone used sword skills of their own schools to compete. Both sides kept testing each other's weaknesses and finally decided the winner with one blow.

But what the hell is the opponent coming up with a flying slash attack? Duolong wildly waved his long sword and smashed all Mark's slashes into pieces.

Putting the long sword into the scabbard, all his energy seemed to be condensed on the sword at this moment. A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Mark's mouth. A mere drawing of the sword seemed to scare him, as if the other party was not dreaming.

Mark held up the blood cherry and rushed towards Duolong quickly, preparing to compete with the opponent in sword skills. After all, he had watched so many martial arts TV series in his previous life, and it was no problem to show off some sword skills. Mark slashed Huashan directly towards Duolong with one move. Tianling Gai

Duolong didn't move on the spot, looking calmly at the bloody cherry blossoms coming towards him.

"Hey! The old guy must be scared."

Mark felt secretly happy and prepared to stop when he was only one centimeter away from the opponent's head. Even a hurricane swordsman would have to kneel down in front of a hurricane swordsman like himself.

Suddenly a white sword light quickly grazed Xue Ying's blade and then slashed at the back of Xue Ying's knife. After a crisp sound, Xue Ying was broken into two pieces.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Mark was slightly stunned. He felt that he might have restrained his own weapon. All the weapons that followed him would inevitably be broken into two pieces. Mark felt a little regretful that he did not surround himself with armed domineering energy.

"Haha, I accept it."

Doron smiled and cupped his hands towards Mark. Mark wanted to punch him in the face a few times, but he had said before that they were competing for sword skills, so he couldn't break his promise now.

I looked at the long knife in the opponent's hand and found that the originally sharp blade had a big chip. It looked like it was useless.

"Whoo~"

Mark let out a long breath, bent down to pick up the broken sword on the ground, put it into the scabbard and turned around to come to Shirley's side.

Duolong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. He was worried that this kid would not respect martial ethics and would call his friends to beat him up and ask him to pay for his weapons. Now it seems that he doesn't have to worry.

The three of them returned to the sword hall. Duolong handed a pamphlet to Mark and looked at the ten-page pamphlet in his hand.

Mark opened the page with some excitement and quickly flipped through the previous sword moves directly to the page recording the comprehension of the hurricane sword intention.

Looking at the oversized word "talent" on it, Mark raised his eyebrows and casually returned the booklet to Doron.

Pulling Shirley along, he prepared to leave. His fantasies about wind-controlling swordsmanship were completely extinguished. It seemed that he was destined not to be a happy and windy man.

Mark doesn't think he has the talent to understand the meaning of the sword. His sword technique has always been to crush the enemy with the number of cuts.

After returning to the warship, Mark stood alone at the stern and suddenly missed Jamie as his friend.

Shirley came to Mark and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you still worried about the sword manual? You don't have to think about it so much. You will always be the strongest in my heart."

"Hahahaha, although I know your words are a bit exaggerated, but they are really comfortable to listen to."

Mark laughed and hugged Shirley into his arms. The warship stayed at Philly Island for two days, and then rushed at full speed to the red earth continent where the Holy Land Marie Joa is located.

"Shirley, find the front and open your hands."

Mark suddenly said to Shirley on the side. After Shirley raised her hands, Mark came behind her and gently hugged Shirley's slim waist, whispering

"how do you feel?"

"good"

Shirley replied calmly, with a sweet smile on her lips.

A week later, the warship arrived at the bottom of the Red Earth Continent where the Holy Land Mariejoia is located. On the way, Mark also thought about changing the route to the Upside Down Mountain on the other side and then going to Twin Capes to see where.

But he suddenly remembered that the Twin Capes were still in a deserted state at this moment. There were no lighthouses and no guardians. Even the whale Rabu was probably not born yet.

That’s why Mark came to the Holy Land Mary Joa to prepare to use the artificial upside-down mountain he used last time to return to the Navy Headquarters.

The warship slowly sailed to the entrance. Mark dialed the empty phone and asked the other party to grant him the right to use this artificial upside-down mountain.

Ten minutes later, the guarding navy answered a call, then respectfully gave Mark a military salute, opened the gate at the entrance, and seawater poured into the channel instantly.

After waiting for 3 minutes, the warship slowly sailed towards the channel and was pushed upward by the current. This was the first time that Shirley encountered this situation. She was watching the surrounding scene with excitement.

Mark reluctantly put the phone bug into his pocket, and kept complaining about the guard's rigidity.

If you want the other party to open the gate, you must have an order from the other party's immediate superior. Otherwise, it will be difficult even if you are a general. Without the special approval document from the World Government and the phone number of your immediate superior, the other party will dare to leave you there to blow the sea breeze.

The warship quickly came to the top of the mountain and waited for the water level to rise to a certain height. One of the four large gates standing around slowly opened.

The water quickly surged in that direction, and the turbulent water brought the warship down quickly. The gate at the exit had already been opened. As the gate behind it closed, the warship slowly stopped.

The officers on the ship began to direct the marines and moved towards the position of Marinefando.

After half a day of sailing, Mark returned to this familiar island and waved to everyone on the warship.

Mark took Shirley towards the headquarters building. The navy officers he met along the way looked at Shirley with strange eyes.

In my heart, I labeled Shirley as a related household. The new enrollment period of our department has already ended. Now I am signing up. What else can I do besides being a related household?

Moreover, a lieutenant colonel was assigned to take care of each other, which shows that they at least have general-level parents.

Mark took Shirley to the third floor, walked along the corridor to the end, and knocked on the door on the left.

"Come in!"

A strong voice came from inside, and Mark patted Shirley's little hand gently to relieve the other party's nervousness.

Then he pulled Shirley and pushed open the door. Kong was correcting documents with his head down. When he heard the sound of opening the door, he smiled and cursed without raising his head, "You brat, you knew you were coming back! I thought you were missing."

"Hahaha, I'm back, and I've found a strong girlfriend. Teacher, you should be proud of me."

Mark puffed out his chest and looked proud, while Shirley beside him lowered his head and looked a little embarrassed.

Kong slowly stood up and came to Mark. He looked down at this cheap apprentice who had realized domineering on his own, and sensed his aura with his sense of sight.

Realizing that he did have the strength of a lieutenant general, he looked at Shirley, who was a little stronger than Mark, and nodded with satisfaction.

He patted Mark's shoulder hard and gave him a hug generously.

"Good boy, just come back! That bastard Hals didn't even say he would give you a phone bug."

Hearing Sora's heartfelt concern, Mark's eyes were slightly moist. It would be better if the other party could not hug him so hard.

Mark felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, and his bones made a clicking sound, as if they were about to crack in the next second.

Shirley's face darkened when she saw this, and she instantly went into rage mode. She hit Kong's right rib with her arms covered in armed colors, preparing to teach this old guy who bullied her sweetheart a lesson.

A satisfied smile appeared on Kong's face. He was still thinking about how to change the other person's mentality when he saw the other person's shy appearance. Now he doesn't have to worry at all.