Pirates making memes: get eight magic skills at the beginning

Be a teacher for one day, and be a father for life.

Although there may not be such a saying in this sea, since Yang Ming came to the Navy headquarters, he has been sheltered and taught by Chief Instructor Zefa. This kindness has far exceeded the ordinary teacher-student friendship.

In Yang Ming's mind, the familiar smoky voice of Chief Instructor Zefa seemed to be echoing:

"People are iron, food is steel, you can't die if you practice, practice to death!"

"You are the worst class of students I have ever taught. After you go out, don't say that I brought you!"

"Come here! Yes, it's you! Don't look at me with such innocent eyes, it's useless!"

"Jokes are jokes, training is training, and be serious during training!"

Little by little memories of life in the Naval Academy in the past reappeared in Yang Ming's mind one by one, as if everything happened yesterday.

Because of this, after hearing that the training ship led by Chief Instructor Zefa had been attacked, Yang Ming turned around and left without hesitation, borrowed the personal belongings of Chief Instructor Zefa from other naval generals, and left immediately Naval Headquarters.

If he can't save the fate of Chief Instructor Zefa today, then what's the point of the justice that Yang Ming has always insisted on?

Defend glory with blood!

This philosophy protects not only the common people, but also their relatives and friends!

The training fleet is far away from the navy headquarters, at least four hundred kilometers away. Yang Ming only got the approximate location of Zefa and his party in the sea area. Needless to say he is now alone.

In order to be able to rush to the scene in time, Yang Ming did not hesitate to use the supernatural power of the Vientiane Realm, the power of wind and thunder, and borrowed the principle of thunder to temper his body. The blue arcs stimulated the muscles of his legs, making Yang Ming continue to burst out far more than usual. The speed is like a seagull flying in the sky.

While stimulating the muscles, the blue electric arc continuously wiped away a large number of cells. The severe pain made Yang Ming purse his lips tightly, so he had no choice but to turn his attention to the system prompts.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for speaking the classic lines in Glory of Kings and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Do you want to start the lottery roulette?"

A lottery roulette slowly appeared in the line of sight, on which there were three categories of awards: hero skin, inscription, and hero skill.

Hero skins: Wuling Xianjun, Fengqiuhuang, Feiheng...

Inscription: Hunting, Eagle Eye, Mutation...

Hero skills: Dragon Cry, Thunder Dragon, Word Barrier...

[Guardian of the Holy Light]: Passive skill, restore 2% of the maximum vitality every 2 seconds.

The three passive skills of Guardian of the Holy Light, Dragon Cry, and Dragon Bloodline gradually developed Yang Ming into the world's strongest creature.

At the same time, under the passive effect of the protection of the holy light, the superhuman cells and gourmet cells in Yang Ming's body finally breathed a sigh of relief, and were able to gain some respite under the continuous stimulation of the electric arc.

Yang Ming could feel that the muscles in his legs were jumping repeatedly between the injured and the healed states. After being tempered under such extreme conditions, the new flesh and blood cells became stronger than before.

Staring at the sea level, Yang Ming clenched his fists tightly, and the Sangouyu in his pupils was stimulated by the stirring emotions and began to spin rapidly, showing some faint signs of transformation.

"Chief Instructor Zefa, you must persevere!"

Chief Instructor Zefa, who was missed by Yang Ming, is now facing the most difficult challenge in his life.

The mast on the warship collapsed, knocked down the captain's cabin, and crushed the waist bones of two unlucky students. The deck was full of spattered blood. The corpses of dozens of students were displayed around, and some of the corpses were even uneven. The next pile of fuzzy minced meat.

On the childish faces of these corpses, the expressions before death are still frozen, and the two emotions of astonishment and horror alternate, just like the oil paintings of the painter Van Gogh, full of a sense of realistic distortion.

Every time his eyes glanced over these corpses, Chief Instructor Zefa's face became a bit gloomy, and the emotions surging in his heart seemed to set off a stormy sea.

The family members of Chief Instructor Zefa have already died in the revenge of the pirates. For this old man who is over fifty years old but still devoted himself to the cause of justice, the students in the Naval Academy, whether they are stubborn or obedient, whether they are mediocre or genius, They are all regarded by him as the most precious family members in his life.

Seeing the death of his family members, how can this old man not be angry?

His arms were covered with oil-like viscous dark armed domineering color, and Chief Instructor Zefa clenched his fingers into fists. As a master of gymnastics, he could easily make a burst of anger every time he punched.

"Drink!"

Instructor Zefa has no devil fruit ability, nor has he awakened the overlord-like arrogance. He has simply cultivated his physical skills to the extreme. The armed-color arrogance and knowledge-color arrogance he has mastered are also top-notch in the Navy Headquarters.

The speed of the fists was so fast that they even formed a series of afterimages.

"Bang bang bang! bang bang bang! bang bang bang..."

The fists wrapped in thunderous fury landed on Edward Weibull's plump upper body, and there was a muffled sound like a drum beating.

Edward Weibull didn't seem to feel much pain, as if this body was not his own, or the body covered with armed domineering aura was able to be on par with Chief Instructor Zefa and offset a considerable part of it. Injury made him feel confident.

Regardless of Edward Weibull's ugly and mentally retarded appearance, when he really fights, he has a beast-like intuition.

Aware of where the weakness of Chief Instructor Zefa is, Edward Weibull always jumps repeatedly on the remaining four training ships, which makes Chief Instructor Zefa be afraid to fight with his hands and feet, so as to avoid the battle between the two Yu Bo sank the warship, causing other students to die in the sea.

Edward Weibull didn't have such concerns at all. He often raised his hand and waved Cong Yunqie, and then a half-moon arc nearly ten meters high slashed out, forcing Chief Instructor Zefa to choose to carry it hard.

If Chief Instructor Zefa doesn't take it hard, the cherished students behind him will perish.

A group of students knew that they had become a burden to Chief Instructor Zefa, and they were so moved that they burst into tears, but they couldn't help feeling a strong sense of guilt and guilt, and shouted:

"Teacher Zefa, don't worry about us!"

"To shut up!"

Chief Instructor Zefa's face was gloomy, and he shouted angrily without looking back:

"I don't need you guys to teach me how to do things!"

Receiving Edward Weibull's strong slash with both hands again, Chief Instructor Zefa felt his arms tremble violently. , Now it is somewhat unable to withstand the enemy's repeated attacks.

"boom!"

Instructor Zefa flew upside down, smashed two masts on the warship, and fell into a cabin. The doors and windows were shattered by the battle, and a large amount of wood chips and smoke filled the surroundings.

Edward Welb sniffled, raised his hand and slapped away a student who was stupid enough to try to stop him, just like driving away an annoying fly.

The student was in mid-air, with his head and neck twisted 180°, and died immediately.

But Edward Weibull's brutal behavior did not deter the surviving students.

How could they watch their beloved teacher die tragically in front of their own eyes?

"You are not allowed to hurt Teacher Zefa!"

Two trainees, one on the left and the other on the right, held swords in their hands and tried to pierce Edward Weible's waist.

Behind him, three more students took out their flintlock guns and shot one after another solid bullets with dark and dark color into Edward Weibull's head.

It's just that these students have only learned one or two moves of the Navy and the Six Styles of the Navy. They haven't come into contact with the armed domineering, and with their eyesight, they can't observe the existence of the armed domineering. Pirates who are not armed and domineering are two completely different creatures.

The sword rubbed against Edward Weibull's steel-like body and produced dazzling sparks. Under the explosion of the solid bullet, it could not damage a single hair of Edward Weibull, but instead aroused the tyranny deep in the pirate's blood.

Edward Weibull's slender legs strode forward. Although the speed was not as fast as the shaving of one of the six naval styles, it was not comparable to ordinary students. across the air.

Although Cong Yunqie in the hands of Edward Weibull is not the original version of the twelve swords in the hands of Whitebeard Edward Newgate, it is also a magical weapon made by miss Bajin who went to Wano country and hired famous craftsmen for a lot of money A sharp weapon, even if it is not attached to the armed domineering, can kill people as easily as killing a chicken, let alone now?

Under the light of the knife, no one survived.

Under the fierce sword qi, even the other three training ships were affected, a large number of broken logs flew across, and the ships were seriously damaged.

It's a long story, but it all happened in an instant.

When Chief Instructor Zefa walked out of the ruins of the cabin exhaustedly, what greeted his eyes was a scene like hell.

Blood!

There are broken limbs everywhere!

Those students who had kindly called Teacher Zefa by his side were all lying in a pool of blood at this moment, unable to wake up again.

Chief Instructor Zefa was strongly stimulated mentally, as if he had returned to the night many years ago when his family was killed by pirates in revenge.

While you are sick, I will kill you!

Edward Weibull doesn't talk about benevolence and morality to you. Seeing that Chief Instructor Zefa lost his mind and was at the moment when the empty door was wide open, the beast-like instinct prompted this big man to jump up, and his hands were covered with weapons. Domineering, strong slashing came into being.

When Yang Ming rushed to the vicinity of the warship, he happened to see this scene, as if it was inevitable in fate that Chief Instructor Zefa would have a broken arm after losing his students!

At this moment, Yang Ming's pupils opened angrily, and the three-gou jade in the pupils spun rapidly, forming a pattern like a windmill.