Pirate: I, destroy the engine

West coast, beaches.

When Fike arrived, he saw Anert's figure.

Some short Erte looked at the sea level.

"Shasha, Shasha."

Hearing the sound of footsteps on the sand, Ant immediately turned around:

"Teacher Fike, you are here."

Anter, who had been waiting for a long time, looked surprised and quickly bowed.

"Ok!"

Fick nodded and put down the love breakfast he was carrying and the treasure box in his hand.

Looking at the saber on Ant's waist, Fick couldn't help but frown:

"Demon Sword?"

Fick didn't know much about famous swords, but he could still detect the ghostly aura of the demon sword.

There are not a few demon swords in the world.

In terms of quick swords alone, there are nine in total including the Kitetsu series, the Devil May Cry series, and the Muramasa series.

Others that are not among the quick knives include Luo's Ghost Cry, Xi Liu's Thunderstorm, etc.

Fick was still shocked that he could pull out a demon knife from just anyone he met.

"Yes."

Anter nodded with a smile, took off the saber from his waist and handed it to Fike:

"Three generations of Devil May Cry, my family's heirloom sword."

Fick took the third generation of Devil May Cry and looked at it carefully.

The third generation of Devil May Cry, the handle and scabbard are both dark red in color with purple monster lines.

The sword is a swastika-shaped guard, with an overall length of nearly one meter.

In Fike's perception, the entire knife exuded an unknown ghostly aura.

"Chong."

Pulling out the blade, a ray of purple light shines.

The blade length is only about seventy centimeters, the blade pattern is smooth wavy lines, and the color is dark purple.

The blade had a red light flowing around it, making it look extremely sharp and extremely weird.

Fick put away the blade and handed it back to Erte, his expression unmoved:

"Anter, what is your full name?"

Since it is a family heirloom sword, An Erte should not be a nameless commoner.

The world of One Piece is a bit similar to Fike's previous life in the island nation of Edo.

Commoners do not have surnames, only first names.

For example, Nami, Usopp, Franky, and Brooke of the Straw Hats.

Anyone with a surname is either a noble or a down-and-out noble.

For example, Fike's Bibitoya family is actually the name of his wife's grandfather.

After his wife's grandfather became a general, this surname was passed down.

Including the current Warring States Period and the three generals, they were all just civilians.

If there are descendants, their names can be used as surnames.

In this world, the class gap between nobles and common people is very difficult to bridge.

Even Jesus Bu, the member of the red-haired pirates, would not give Usopp the last name of Jesus Bu.

"Hit Ant, meet Teacher Fick."

An Erte did not take the sword, but gave his full name, knelt down and performed the apprenticeship ceremony.

In informal situations, nobles rarely use their full names.

Once used, it must be taken seriously.

"I, Bibitoya Fike, officially accept Hit Anert as my disciple."

Fick accepted An Erte's discipleship ceremony and solemnly declared.

"From today on, you are my first disciple."

"Work hard and don't let me down."

Fick stretched out his hand to help Erte up and explained kindly.

This formal recruitment of disciples is different from opening a kendo gym to teach students.

From then on, when An Erte faced anyone, he could say that he was the disciple of Gale Swordsman Fike.

Therefore, if An Erte is embarrassed, it will be a shame for Fike.

"The disciples keep it in mind."

Ant stood up and nodded firmly.

"Okay, let's start studying!"

Fick placed the third generation of Devil May Cry on Anert's hand and patted his shoulder with the other hand.

"Attack here! Let me see your strength."

Taking two steps back, Fike hooked his fingers at Anert.

Since you want to teach, you must first know what Ant's strength is.

An Erte hung the third-generation Devil May Cry back on his waist, with a bit of uneasiness in his eyes:

"The disciple is rude."

His sweaty palm slowly grasped the handle of the knife, and Anert bowed again.

He was a little worried that his strength would disappoint Teacher Fike.

"Ghost energy·Ghost killing."

When he firmly grasped the handle of the knife, Ant suddenly took a step forward.

The third generation of Devil May Cry took out its sheath and brought out a shining purple sword light.

Erte slashed down with his sword in an ordinary way, and the strange purple ghost energy surged out, as if the blade was extended.

Originally, Fick would not be hit, but he was enveloped by the ghostly slash.

"Clanging."

Fick flicked his finger and pointed it at the tip of the third-generation Devil May Cry sword.

The huge power made it impossible for Anter to hold on tightly, and the third generation of Devil May Cry flew away from his hand.

And Erte also took a few steps back.

"Is this the power that the swordsman has?"

Anter fell to the ground and looked at Fick in a daze.

Although Teacher Fike simply flicked his fingers, when he saw it, he felt like his whole body was being torn apart.

If all that irresistible power fell on him, I'm afraid it would immediately fall apart.

It was obviously a snap of his fingers, but it felt like a slashing explosion.

"How many years have you been practicing swordsmanship?"

Fick retracted his finger and asked softly.

"My disciple is stupid. He has been practicing swordsmanship for 11 years and has not become a swordsman yet."

Anter looked up at Fick, then immediately lowered his head and answered anxiously.

"Before the disciple's parents died, the disciple was playful and did not practice properly."

After a pause, Anter explained again.

In 11 years, he has not yet become a swordsman, and he feels a little ashamed of himself.

"not bad."

Fick shook his head and praised Ant.

You know, Zoro practiced swordplay at the age of eight, but he still didn't become a swordsman until he was 19!

Today, An Erte is only one step away from being a swordsman.

It was even stronger than Sauron during the East China Sea period.

An Erte, who has always been with the demon sword, has been able to use the ghost energy of the demon sword.

It was only on Judiciary Island that Sauron could truly unleash the power of the demon sword and use the ghost energy nine-sword style.

A young swordsman who can use ghost energy to slash, his strength is definitely the top among swordsmen.

In terms of swordsmanship talent, Anter is comparable to Sauron.

"really?"

Anter beamed after receiving Fick's praise.

"Okay, I'll just show you once."

Fick held the wind blade in his hand and pointed it at Erte.

"Steel Slashing Flash."

A flash of silvery light bloomed, then disappeared instantly.

Fike just stood there, the blade already sheathed, as if it had never been taken out.

An Erte was stunned on the spot, his eyes widened, but there was no focus.

This sword made him feel the taste of death and truly see what a swordsman is.

Fike sat cross-legged and ate breakfast of love, ignoring An Erte.

Now An Erte is only one step away from being a swordsman.

If you just practice hard and have no one to guide you, you will probably stop here forever.

And his Steel Cutting Flash is definitely the best guide to step into the realm of swordsman.

As long as you can understand this move clearly, you can become a swordsman immediately.

After all, swordsman refers to the steel swordsman.

"I understand."

Half an hour later, An Erte finally came back to his senses and roared excitedly.

After retrieving his Third Generation Ghost, Ant closed his eyes and calmed his breathing:

"Steel Slashing Flash."

Opening his eyes and drawing his sword, a small purple ghostly slash flew out from the blade.